Quick Clip of the Week:

In what promises to be the archeological revelation of this millenium, Ambassador Dubois plans to unveil what he has nicknamed "The Archangel Michael", here in the hills of Judea today at 11 a.m. local time.

When questioned about the artifact, all Ambassador Dubois would reveal was that it was found a half mile underground just north of the confluence of the Tigris and Euphrates Rivers south of Bagdad. With Red and Blue forces still trying to quell violence in the area around the dig, the decision was made to move the find to Israel.

"The logistics of moving an object of this size presented challenges for our engineers," project manager David Spencer. "The need for absolute secrecy made it especially tricky, but it will all be worth it. Believe me. The world will never be the same."

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The Son of Man

My first memory is of a crowd larger than a million people. There are no records of that day. No video survived. People survived, but no one bothered to count how many where there before or after.

I say over a million because even a flat horizon on a clear day can only reveal so much. I tried to calculate it once. I took the square miles of the location and multiplied that by 1762 then multiplied that by how many people I thought could fit in a square yard. The number was over a million.

I could tell you about the hot sun and the variety of folks and styles of dress and the multitude of dialects, but what I really remember was the loudspeaker, the Head of Michael and the gunfire.

There were no superheroes back then. There was Red and Blue and there was Harmless and his group. Everyone fell on one side or the other. I think I was the first. I was maybe a year and a half old, but I was four feet tall, articulate and athletic.

The world has to be the way it is today. A an like me in the old world would have been a tyrant. Rick Dubois, for example. Too much seperation from the norm can be bad for all. Evolution leveled the playing field.

I remember being shot many times with a machine gun after Harmless grabbed Dubois and jumped into the mouth of the Head. The flaming swords of its eyes blazed and then people fought with guns, hands, claws, dynamyte. Fire erupted from the Mouth of the Head. The ground shook and four stars fell from the sky.

Then I was shot and I was falling into my mother's arms. She fled with me and we hid in a cave. When I was well enough to come out, the worst had past.

Issue One:Chapter One