The Knight ( Chapter 7 )

Metals of silver I yearn for
To prance in daylight is my all
Smokes of shadows is my lore
For them I may give in to my deepest core

The air stood silent. The cicadas and bugs stopped screeching. The grass stopped waving, the earth stood cold and dead.

Everything was motionless.

And then, the moon started to tremble. It shaked, progressing in its state of shiver to a massive quake. The purple clouds in the night air seemed so still and motionless as the moon continued its rage. It was angry. The Goddess Csilex, God of the Moon planet, was angry. Its spirit spat waves of energy around it, causing it to dart about the moon at a tremendous pace. Dashing to the surface of the moon, its powers was too overwhelming and it affected the tide on Earth. Flood was everywhere to be seen and it was a disatrous scene on Earth.

"Klmbhk jky ght jtqr!"

On the moon, there was no language for human beings to comprehend. But even there was something to be understood, it was just for one line. All Csilex had to say was "Klmbhk jky ght jtqr", and the ghost troops will gather and form brain waves to perform troop acts.

The shadows on the Earth was a bug to the living moon. With an Earth as dead, Csilex could not carry out his duties to the planets well. She had to communicate with other planets such as Mars, to keep the revolution of planets in order. It was only for her, that there was no collision between planets.

She knew that Lucifer, was in power.

She had to stop him.

Ben Harten looked up into the moon, figuring what had happened to it. The chaos and all, he was not prepared for any scientific explanation. He wondered by the window, sitting on his bed with a cup of coffee. He looked down at his bed for a moment, eyes to sore from the long straing and the low lit condition. He blinked for a while, and looked up again. This time, the moon changed a slight hue. It could be his own defect in vision. He rubbed his eyes, and looked again, straining more and more each time. He noticed that the whitish moon had turned a tad purple. With utmost concentration, he observed the moon. The more he starred at it, the more purplish it turned. Cselix was in a hurricane on the moon and was out of control. She knew that something was happening. Something devastating.

Ben starred, unblinked.
And when he continued starring, a metal apear from a knight's armour came flying through his window, crashing it and straiked directly at his right eye.
He cried out loud, giving a high shrill, screaming away. He was uncontrallable. He was frightened, and was in agony. Terrible pain. He screamed and screamed but his voice did not seem to come out from his throat. He could not feel himself. Moments later, because of a great deal of blood loss and for him too much a pain to endure, Ben died.

Ben died.

And resurrected.

Instantly.

This time, he was filled with powers. He looked at the moon with confidence.

He was diabolic.