Shattering Humanity-Chapter 344: A Good Guess
"It is Allah’s Will to make things clear to you, guide you to the noble ways of those before you, and turn to you in mercy. For Allah is All-Knowing, All-Wise.
And it is Allah’s Will to turn to you in grace, but those who follow their desires wish to see you deviate entirely from Allah’s Way.
And it is Allah’s Will to lighten your burdens, for humankind was created weak.
O believers! Do not devour one another’s wealth illegally, but rather trade by mutual consent. And do not kill each other or yourselves. Surely Allah is ever Merciful to you.
And whoever does this sinfully and unjustly, We will burn them in the Fire. That is easy for Allah.
If you avoid the major sins forbidden to you, We will absolve you of your lesser misdeeds and admit you into a place of honour.
And do not crave what Allah has given some of you over others. Men will be rewarded according to their deeds and women equally according to theirs. Rather, ask Allah for His bounties. Surely Allah has perfect knowledge of all things." -An-Nisa 4:26-32
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The tanned skinned cowboy is a humongous, mountain of a man.
He is so large in fact, his 10 gallon hat is a 20, and on the side of the top crown, a star with "JJ" patched on.
The huge man has three cigars lit to one side between his teeth and his head down.
...
MaMmon DæMon: "I thought I had told you to get lost?"
The woman swallows her spit and takes a step forward.
Freed Woman: "H-How are you flying?
Please, teach me."
The floating witch snickers at the faithful lass.
The muffled clambering from the dying symbiote without a host in her closed fist gets softer, as well as the struggling, the twin looks at the
MaMmon DæMon: "Do you really want to know, curious little kitten..."
The freed young lady timidly nods as the DæMon opens her bloody hand.
MaMmon DæMon: "...take this back with you.
So I can show my hubby, for his collection.
The PoV of the unsuspecting woman goes black.
[Ten Minutes Later]
Now with a hole in the building, the sirens, men yelling, and two more explosions outside.
The commotion can be heard more clearly and the battered, blindfolded hostage is smiling at only what he can hear and the shaking of the building under his barefeet.
Blindfolded Man: "Keke...Those bastards done and found some high quality reinforcements now, did they?
Ohh, that’s too terrible news fer you and yer maties, eh ’Shit Toungue’?"
Without saying a word back to his captive, in fact without even enough time...
MaMmon DæMon: "That would be an understatement, Mr. Holliday."
Standing in the doorway is the golden glowing Scandinavian witch.
The overweight, pudgy cowboy with his tiny cowboy hat gets scared so badly he pissed himself.
The gigantic cowboy however doesn’t flinch upon her surprise arrival. He turns his head just enough to side eye her.
The man who is tied up, beaten and missing a finger, referred to as Holliday by the Nye-omnipotent being, turns bright red upon hearing the woman’s silk like voice.
Holliday: "Oi!
Who said my name!?
Is that really a beautiful golden angel come to save me?!
Please don’t tell me you be runnin’ me heart and hopes up like a cheeky bastard, are ya darlin’?"
MaMmon is not entertained by the man’s attitude based on perturbed situation and takes a deep inhale through her nose with her eyes closed.
MaMmon DæMon: "You can quit the affectations, Mr. Holliday.
I am fully aware that you are a dentist born on the mainland and have built a separate persona ever since those aliens invaded.
You may have Scott blood but if I’m saving you from this situation, and giving you proper treatment these people have been denying you to cure your tuberculosis, there better not be any of that fake accent around me.
You got that?"
For the first time, the man who has been tormented and tortured, sweats under duress from the thumb of the ever powerful DæMon. He swallows his spit before answering her.
Holliday: "Ye-Yes Ma’am.
Thank you..."
From the doorway, the single invading force covers her hand once more in a light purple Seiõr, swiping at the air.
However this time, two invisible forces seem to collide in front of Holliday, and all of the ropes keeping him in the chair stay intact.
MaMmon, not in the least surprised, looks at the only logical culprit in the room.
MaMmon DæMon: "So, you decided to interfere even though you know of my active SanguineSoulSeiõrShield...Mr. Cassidy."
On the other side of the small room, the huge cowboy without an IceEye, also has his right hand covered in a matching light purple layer of Seiõr.
He keeps the energy around his hand, but puts it down to his side without attacking back.
Once again, the Dæmon woman tries to use her SlashingSeiõr on the blood stained blindfold and this time Cassidy steps in front of his prisoner, backhanding the seemingly invisible force away with the "equally" matched Seiõr.
Once again due to the annoying interference of another, MaMmon takes a deep breath at the human male testing her patience.
MaMmon DæMon: "It’s useless, Mr. ’Gentleman Outlaw’.
Your posse has been beaten, and this county will disappear within 5 minutes."
The still blindfolded dentist perks up.
Holliday: "Where’s it going?"
She doesn’t answer the still blindfolded and constrained dentist.
Hearing the news of his side’s defeat doesn’t change the stone faced, silent Seer.
Now fully visible from under the brim of his large western hat, his teal colored sad eyes lock with the bright, yet empty blue eyes of MaMmon DæMon.
MaMmon DæMon: "You and I both know you don’t want to fight, and I know you are looking for solace in this world.
Since you have mutual acknowledgement, let me help you get stronger.
You’ve never killed and never contributed to any truly heinous crimes."
She holds a golden hand to the giant of a man.
MaMmon DæMon: "Just like your mother told you, ’Don’t be the last one the bandwagon for the universe’s blessings, Cass."
Cassidy the Cowboy stares at the outstretched offering being given to him by the blonde haired witch with her curled smile.
[Mount Decima Military Residential District, Tristan and Stephanie’s Home]
Inside of the lovely couples home, Jamie and Pauline are, once again, up to no good.
They are hiding behind the corner to the hallway and strategizing over something they shouldn’t be doing.
Sneaking down the hallway on their tip toes, they peek around and see nobody guarding the cookie box on top of the heavy bureau.
Jamie: "Okay Petra, this time if you follow my directions to the letter, we should be able to reach our goal."
She points up at the sky blue box with clouds printed on it.
The two usually bickering sisters conform together with a nod and make their way to the objective.
Pauline: "Mhm, and we can’t let Timothea know we got them either."
Jamie: "Agreed."
Once again, they get to the shelf, this time Jamie climbs on Pauline’s shoulders to get a bit of a higher elevation.
This strategy works and at perfect eye level is the cookie box.
The lime green eyes of the child turn into stars as she reaches out for it, but just as she does the rumblings and shaking of the world around them startles the both of them and the stacked pair from quadruplets collapses softly.
Other than their injuries, the girls are scared and hugging each other in fear.
From the living room, Jay comes running in and grabs the two girls.
He takes them underneath the dining room table where they sit out the quake.
In the living room, Petra and Timothea barely fit underneath the table there while Peyton sits on top to protect it.
He is aware of something suspicious.
Peyton(thinking): *What the Hell is going on?
This island isn’t known for earthquakes.
Are those aliens attacking these mountains like they did with Roronora last night?
Do they know people are in here?
What about the outside city the group went to?*
After 5 minutes, the rumblings subside and everyone comes out from under their protective tables.
The Shepherd Sister, Petra looks at her chubby twin.
Petra: "Are you okay Timothea?"
The shook lime green eyed little girl nods.
The concerned, responsible young lady runs into the kitchen next.
Petra: "Jamie! Pauline! Uncle Jay! Are you all okay?"
The group looks at one another then nods as Peyton walks in and looks at his babysitting partner.
Peyton: "What the Hell do you think that was?
You don’t think it was those aliens, do you?"
The dark skinned young man shakes his head in disagreement. With his IceEye, Jay looks at his new roommate and they EyeEngage.
Jay: "If you want my honest guess man, it was Madame MamMon and the aftereffects from her incredible power."
