The final chapter. Wow. Finally this is finished. Please review if you have enjoyed this as I am so pleased that I have actually managed to get every single chapter onto FanFiction.
Ideal Music
1. So Far Away - Will Martin
2. Because We Believe - Andrea Bocelli
3. Homeward Bound - Steven Sharp Nelson
4. Into The West - Will Martin
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A stream of red and orange twisted out of the hole that had been opened into the kingdom of hell and created a jet of wind throughout the entire area and all Rastapopulus could do was watch in amazement as his plan finally came alive. The red and orange streams wrapped around each other and slowly moved forward creating a distinct human figure as it did so. The figure it created was tall with hair as black as the night but it was his peircing red eye's that made him look truly evil. On his body he adorned a black suit only without a tie. His long straight hair bonced around him as the wind swirled around him before disapating but the hole in the ground remained open.
"Whom distrubs my slumber?"
Lucifer's voice was deep and commanding as if he was hypnotising a legion of his demonic warriors. This was a calling card for Rastapopulus. As he knelt down Lucifer turned to him and smiled.
"My loyal servant"
There was a pause as Rastapopulus raised his head.
"I commend you for releasing me before my time but I'm not ready. Not yet"
Lucifer's face suddenly changed and before Rastapopulus could react Lucifer grabbed him by his shirt collar, pulled him off the ground and in one fluid movement snapped the bones in Rastapopulus' neck. As Rastapopulus fell to the ground his eye's flashed red then stilled.
"So typical" Lucifer muttered.
Turning around he looked upon the Captain, who was still holding Tintin tightly. Lucifer cocked his head, staring at the dead fallen angel, then walked over to the Captain, who held Tintin instinctively tighter.
"Consider yourself lucky. On the day I do come no one will be spared"
Turning round Lucifer walked away, grabbing a hold of Rastapopulus he walked across the thin air to the middle of the circle. Dropping Rastapopulus into the depths of hell, his form contorted forming into black mist and was slowly sucked back into his homeland of hell, resealing the gates of hell from the inside. As the ground re-formed in the circle the Captain stared at it in shock. According to what he had learnt it was impossible to re-seal the gates of hell from the inside.
Barely seconds later the entire mountainside began to shift in seismic waves causing the Captain to shake in fear.
Tintin's eye's suddenly opened.
They were shining white and very brightly for that matter. The Captain froze. He didn't know what to do.
Suddenly he heard an inhalation of air as Tintin began to breath again. The first thing Tintin felt was pain and it was this pain that forced him out of the Captain's grasp and onto his knees. As his wings re-grew from his back the pain was beyond agonising but these wings felt different even though he couldn't see them. As the light and pain faded Tintin's eye's finally became visible.
As the Captain rushed to his side he was breathing heavy and the look on his face said it all.
How was he alive?
He immediately pulled the Captain into a hug.
"I thought you were dead lad"
"So did I. What on earth happened?" Tintin asked, wondering how he was alive.
The Captain was just as confused as Tintin.
"I...I..don't know but how are you.."
Haddock was lost for words.
"I haven't got a clue" Tintin replied.
The pair heard a rustle of wings and without warning Gabriel appeared beside them as they stood up.
"Your sacrifice. You gave your life for a human, thats the greatest deed a fallen angel can do. You have been deemed worthy by the Arkangels. Extend your wings"
Tintin gave Gabriel a strange look.
"Why?" Tintin asked.
Gabriel smiled.
"Humour me"
Tintin didn't need to be told twice but nothing could prepare him for the sight he was about to see. His small navy wings were gone and had been replaced by stunning amber coloured wings that matched his eye's and were twice as big as his other wings. He stared at them in awe unwilling to believe what he could see. The Captain was speechless.
"Wow" Haddock gasped.
As Tintin smiled his delight reached his eye's, reflecting off the tears that were close to falling from his eye's.
"Welcome back my friend" Gabriel smiled.
Another rustle of wings echoed through the air and as Tintin turned around to consult it Uriel appeared and for the first time Uriel had a smile on his face.
"I was wrong about you Tintin, you are worthy"
Tintin smiled back then Uriel stepped forward towards the Captain.
"I had never known an angel like him so please keep an eye on this one" Uriel requested.
Captain Haddock smiled.
"I've been doing that for as long as I can remember, I'll never stop doing that" The Captain replied. That was a promise.
Uriel bowed his head and dissappeared with another rustle of wings leaving Gabriel, Captain Haddock and Tintin.
"Good luck, Captain, Tintin"
Gabriel turned to leave but Tintin gently grabbed Gabriel's arm.
"Wait a minuet, what do you mean?" Tintin questioned.
Gabriel turned back to face him.
"The gates of hell will reopen eventually and when they do we're going to need angel's like you"
Gabriel dissappeared leaving the Captain with even more unanswered questions than before.
"It's not over is it?" The Captain asked.
"Not by a long shot" Tintin replied.
Turning around the pair gazed at the stunning scenery on the Vulcani Mountains. Nothing but beautiful waterfalls and greenery as far as the eye could see. The Captain placed his arm around Tintin, pulling him close.
"And I'll be right beside you all the way. I'm going nowhere"
Tintin turned to him and smiled.
"Thank you Captain, You're a good friend"
Looking one last time at the skyline they slowly walked away back into the forest knowing that one day that worse would come. This was definately not over.