Blessed by Night

103  Operation: Skyfall!

Before he was blessed, Alex Heller was an utter nobody. He was your typical, 29 year old, overweight, unattractive man who never left his home and spent all of his time in his gaming chair. Once upon a time, he was a person with big dreams and hopes, but years of repeated abuse from peers and teachers left him with social anxiety and a lingering disdain for the world.

Frustrated, he threw himself into video games and the internet, and became a fairly well known troll. He would leave hateful comments on the posts of just about anyone who seemed to have a happier life than him, ranging all the way from homophobic and racial slurs to talking about people's dead family members. In the more extreme cases he'd even driven a few small content creators and amateur writers to the brink of suicide. He felt that with every self righteous and happy person that he pulled from their pedestal was another way of absolving himself of his bitter past. If he didn't get to be happy, why did they?

When he was more kind and benevolent than anyone else, the world continuously stepped on him so was it not only fair that he got to step on others?

But even then, he never was able to truly relive himself of his hatred since he could not take his revenge on the people who were responsible for his miserable fate. And then it happened. The world suddenly changed overnight, and he was one of the first humans to be blessed by a supposed higher being. And it was even a primordial!

While Ouranos did not seem to have any real interest in him, that didn't really matter. The greek god of the sky had acknowledged the fact that he was better than everyone else, just as he'd always known!

When he awoke from the night of his choosing, he was a man born anew. With a completely new look, body, and terrible power, he decided to throw away his old name and adopted an entirely new persona. But before he could debut, he had to take care of old issues. The first thing he did the night he received his powers was track down all of his old bullies and snapped all of their necks. A few had children and were married, so he killed their families too so as not to leave any lose ends. With the last of his path buried, Alex Heller finally stepped out into the world!

He was the true alpha male of this world, and there would never be anyone equal or above him, no matter what anyone else would say.

"How can you think about something else at a time like this?"

Alex's mind suddenly snapped back to the present where he was being pulled into his bedroom by multiple well known celebrities. 'These were girls I couldn't have even sneezed around before, but now they're dragging me to my bedroom and begging for me to fuck them like dogs in heat. How ironic.'

"Sorry girls, I'll make sure you didn't waste a drive." He said with his usual charismatic smile. He casually lifted all six women up and tossed them into his bed. The women watched him shrug off his suit jacket with hungry eyes and when he began to unbutton his white shirt they nearly fainted. "Which one of you wants to go first, hm?" "M-Me!"

"No, me!"

"You didn't come to my movie premiere like you promised, so you need to make it up to me!"

Alex chuckled lightly and kicked of his shoes as he dragged his gaze over all of the beautiful women on his bed with a smile on his face.

"I think I'll start with...."

Click.

Click.

Click.

The familiar sound of heels echoing off of the marble flooring in his mansion caused Alex to pause. Turning around, he found a very familiar woman entering into his bedroom, but upon taking a closer look at her his joyful smile turned into a scowl.

Joanne was one of his most prized conquests, and he kept her on a tighter leash than others due to the nature of her position in the government. She was initially investigating him for the disappearance of several women whom he'd accidentally broken in addition to his shadier business deals and reports of blackmail.

But after knocking her out, he used a magical artifact called Genesis' Thorns to make her a loyal dog that would never even dream of biting it's master. "The hell are you doing? I told you not to appear in front of me without fixing yourself up, didn't I? Get the hell out of here and change."

The outfit Alex was referring to were Joanne's usual clothes that consisted of black dress pants, heels, a black button down shirt, and a dark overcoat. Not to mention the fact that she had on no make up and her hair was currently tied up in a bun. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

To him she was no different from a man in this very moment. Surprisingly, Joanne did not immediately run away like she should have, instead she looked past him towards the women on the bed.

"I'm gonna have to ask you girls to leave. The sooner the better."

Smack!

Alex closed the distance between the two of them in an instant and struck Joanne hard across the face. "The fuck is wrong with you? Are you acting out because I haven't disciplined you for a couple days?!"

Instead of being hurt by the fact she'd been hit, Johanne only smiled eerily as if she wasn't bothered by it in the slightest. "Alex Heller. By decree of the dark angels, I am placing you under arrest."

Suddenly, a squad of around sixty men covered in dark riot gear stormed into Alex's room and pointed futuristic guns directly at his chest. "...What...?"

He couldn't follow this turn of events at all.

The woman he'd held so firmly under his thumb for well over a year was not only back in control of herself, but she was trying to arrest him as well!

His eyes shot towards her wrist and he saw that the artifact that should have placed her under his control, was no longer present. "What did you do... WHAT DID YOU DO!?!"

CRASH!

Alex's booming voice shattered the large glass window located in his room, and shards of glass flew just about everywhere. Lifting up his hand, Alex held up the bodies of all of the girls in his bed and began to squeeze their bodies. "A-Alex..?"

"w-What're you doing!?"

"I-It hurts, stop it!"

"I want to go home!"

Alex seemed to be immune to the cries of these women and continued to hold them hostage without so much as batting an eye.

"You motherfucking sons of bitches... All of you better get the fuck out of my place right now unless you want these sluts to put a new coat of paint on my walls...!"

Joanne smiled beautifully, as if she were waiting for this moment ever since she'd arrived. "Perfect. I was so desperately wishing that you would not come quietly."

"You cun-"

Huge white wings burst from Joanne's back and she brought her fist against his jaw before he even realized what hit him.

As the woman blessed by the archangel of speed himself, there was not a mortal who breathed who was faster than her. Alex flew out of the empty window like a kite with it's strings cut, and the women floating above the bed dropped down harmlessly. "Two of you secure the hostages, the rest of you come with me to apprehend the perp. Weapons are cleared hot."

Joanne leapt out of the window mere seconds after giving her orders, and she was followed by fifty eight of her men. While most were not able to fly, their riot gear was equipped with jetpacks that carried them out of the window and into the night. Alex Heller lived in a lavish penthouse located in the heart of downtown Georgia. The entire downtown area had been closed of by the dark angles, and a perimeter had been set up to keep civilians away.

Joanne was prepared for him to be rather noisy, so the safer she made things the better. Alex had landed right smack on top of a car that was parked on the side of the street. But instead of looking like he'd suffered damage, he was blankly staring up into the sky, like he was lost in his own mind. 'Why is this happening...? I'm your chosen one, right? Then why don't these insects know their place yet?'

Above his head, a swarm of over fifty men hovered in the sky, led by the very woman who he'd once had whimpering underneath him like a rodent. It was a detestable sight. "Light him up."

At Joanne's command, the dark angels fired their weapons without an ounce of restraint, and bright blue beams of energy rained down on Alex without any sort of end in sight. Each blast felt like a million charges of a stun gun rolled into one, and Alex's perfect body was showing clear signs of second degree burns. The pain was utterly horrible, but through it he was able to reach enlightenment and gained a true understanding of his purpose. 'I see... I've been hiding my superiority... that was my mistake.'

'Instead of trying to be the hero of these apes, I should have established myself as their overlord.'

'I'll correct this... starting with every single one of you.'

Suddenly, Alex's eyes glowed a blinding cobalt blue, and the clouds overhead swirled and darkened. Joanne looked up, and her face darkened as a F4 class tornado formed out of thin air.