Adolescent Adam - Volume 4 - Chapter 5
Adolescent Adam 4: Chapter 5 - Clash of Heaven, Earth, and Hell
FeTUS headquarters, a facility containing modern man's greatest technology, was located two thousand meters below Megutono Academy's hill.
It was defended by the Witches, heirs of all the knowledge passed down through the centuries.
Currently, Miss A, C, D, and E were gathered there.
After returning to the headquarters, Machina, aka Miss E, succinctly passed on her information while running to the core room located at the deepest part of FeTUS headquarters.
It was a large hall-like space filled with darkness. It was too large to see the walls or ceiling.
She could just barely see the giant rabbit doll sitting in the center.
A young girl sat on the large clock it held. Standing next to it was Miss C, aka Schwarze, aka Katsue Subaru, and Miss D, the school's PE teacher named Daima Makoto.
’’Miss E, is what you said true? The fairy tales about Metatron were true?’’
Miss C walked impatiently over.
Machina silently nodded and looked to the girl sitting on the large clock.
The adorable girl appeared to be about six and her long blonde hair was tied to the left and right.
She wore an elegant deep red dress and a hat sat on her head. She looked like a perfectly normal little girl with somewhat classical tastes. However...
’’This information comes from Jiyuuni Ange. Given her personality, the odds of it being a bluff are low. I believe Metatron will target this place within twenty-six minutes.’’
Machina and the other two looked up to the little girl for instructions.
’’So we are not permitted to defy heaven, are we?’’
The girl, FeTUS Witches Miss A, sighed with the exhaustion of six hundred years filling her young face.
’’We must use our full power. Use all FeTUS equipment. Prepare all Springloaded for activation. We will utilize all of the knowledge available to us to defend this place from the coming judgment.’’
The three witches received their command and turned around.
Their student uniform or teacher's suit transformed into a black liquid and changed form. Miss C's removed all waste to allow for easier movement. Miss D's became a stylish apron and frilly dress made from the mysterious black substance.
Machina's resembled Schwarze's as it became a skintight suit with even less waste in its design. It fully covered her from the tips of her toes to her shoulders and its provocative design revealed the ample curves of her body, including her slender legs, her plump butt, and her large breasts that jutted out in an egg shape. However, it was also specialized for functionality.
Each of their outfits was made of an ultra-light material with the greatest heat resistance and shock absorption capabilities mankind could create.
They allowed the FeTUS Witches to make the most of their combat abilities.
They left the dimly-lit hall and entered a hallway with red, blue, and green tiles covering the floor. It continued beyond the horizon and the walls were lined with countless doors.
As soon as they left, the door vanished into the darkness behind them.
’’I will take the vanguard. You two protect this place.’’
Machina made her calm suggestion and both Miss C and D nodded.
A single panel on the floor floated up to carry the girl to the school two thousand meters above.
On the first floor of the clock tower in the center of Megutono Academy, nineteen minutes remained until divine punishment would arrive according to Jiyuuni Ange's announcement.
That ultimate angelic weapon had destroyed many arrogant people during the history of mankind.
It was the destroying fire of Metatron.
The only records of its use were mere legends, so modern man had no way of knowing what exactly it was. They only knew it was probably something like a bomb with incredible heat.
Machina took a deep breath as she waited for that attack to arrive.
FeTUS had long searched for a countermeasure against the angels, so they did have means of opposing even that legendary ultimate weapon.
Seventy-eight layers of insulating devices were set up from here to the headquarters two thousand meters below and they could endure any explosion on the surface, even one from a hydrogen bomb that split the island nation in two.
Angels were meant to protect humans, so they would not make such an indiscriminate attack.
If they were going to do this...
After a slight sound, the top of the clock tower was vaporized.
Machina stood in the center of the first floor, but she had a clear view of the sky now that over half the tower was gone. Falling raindrops and the unpleasant odor of melting bricks surrounded her.
’’So you are here to greet us? Why thank you.’’
She had heard this male voice earlier.
She looked into the sky and saw the young man angel that Fujita Mutsuki had called Rapha as well as three female angels descending with cruel smiles on their lips.
This was it. The ultimate weapon would be detonated belowground, not on the surface. And a unit of angels would attack to carry it down there.
So if they could be kept out, their divine punishment would end in failure. This was the one method left to the humans of FeTUS who were puny beings when compared to angels and demons.
But something was odd. The girl frowned at this attack unit of only four.
She had thought at least one hundred of them would be coming. More importantly, she did not see the strongest angel who she had assumed would be at the center of the attack.
She did not see Jiyuuni Ange.
’’Do you think you can break through here with only that many?’’
Machina raised her hand.
A golden circle appeared in the palm. She was preparing the anti-angel tool that had instantly neutralized Ange, the most powerful angel, before.
Rapha blinked in surprise as the girl quietly showed unrestrained hostility.
’’Of course not. It is true I have been tasked with enacting the main plan, but I have no power to fight. Neither do these three.’’
He gave a servile smile and the three female angels giggled.
’’We angels are pacifists, so we have few combat units. We are nothing like you savage humans that are constantly inventing and using new tools of bloodshed.’’
He looked up into the sky where thick clouds spiraled.
’’I am judgment's guide. And these three are the holy chant unit who blow the war trumpets of god's voice. We merely guide the judgement. And the judgement...’’
Machina gasped as she too looked up.
’’...is carried by Metatron alone.’’
The three female angels released joyful vibrations from their throats. The entire area shook with an odd sound that was not quite laughter and not quite a shrill cry.
Their chant surrounded the location requiring judgement so that none might interfere.
The sound of rain had vanished.
A hole opened in the thick clouds covering the sky, like a film of oil being repelled.
The rain stopped and the reddish purple sky of a midsummer evening came into view.
A faint glow was visible in the center, like a twinkling star.
Machina's voice trembled as it slowly descended toward the annihilated clock tower.
She had not even tried to imagine what this legendary weapon looked like, but she had never thought it would be such a small and faint light.
She briefly wondered if they were going to detonate it on the surface, but that question vanished once she realized the glow was somehow familiar.
Her surprise became a tremor when she saw what had descended right next to Rapha.
Light surged out and a loathsome voice seemed to shake the depths of the earth.
The three angels sang even louder to drown out that bestial voice. That was likely their sole purpose. They were only meant to make this violent ’’judgment’’ appear graceful.
Metatron writhed about as if suffering from the very light it emitted.
It was clearly a living creature. Its long fur...no, red hair scattered about.
Rapha smiled coldly.
’’Allow me introduce you. This is our sword and flame that shall pass judgment upon you.’’
’’This is Metatron Ange.’’
As soon as the light noticed Machina, it rushed at her like a violent carnivore.
The girl frantically jumped back and opened an anti-angel magic circle in midair. But...
That heat-resistant tool could cut off flames of several thousand degrees, but the angel of light easily broke through it, grabbed Machina's throat, and slammed her to the ground.
The ground dented inward in a crater. As she was strangled, Machina looked up at the light sitting on top of her.
It was indeed a familiar form. She knew that red hair, that elegant face, and that short stature.
The main differences were the wings on her back, which were transforming into the bright flash of a detonating bomb, and her clear blue eyes, which had been burned gold.
It was all to transform her into that flame of destruction.
’’Everyone... I hate everyone.’’
Her elegant face now resembled a violent beast and was tense with rage.
’’Ange does!? Ange...has the bomb?’’
The rainclouds covering the city had been blown away, so the rain had suddenly stopped even in the park where Mutsuki had been left.
Mutsuki demanded an answer given the emergency and Lucia reluctantly opened his mouth.
’’No, she doesn't have it. She is it. Angels are created when a holy flame gives physical form to a human soul. Metatron is when that inward-burning matter is released outward, creating a flame that burns the candle of their life away.’’
’’But...then if it explodes, Ange will...?’’
’’She will be annihilated. Both her body and soul will be blown away.’’
Wasn't that self-destruction? Wasn't that suicide? The boy could barely think.
He looked up into the oddly clear sky and then looked back to Lucia while on the verge of tears.
’’That's awful. What do the angels think Ange is?’’
’’She agreed to this.’’
A sudden third voice reached them.
’’The Astral Cross can only manifest if she wishes for it herself. It can't be forced onto her. Ange became a bomb because she wants to be one.’’
’’Or to be more accurate, she originally became an angel in order to pass judgment on mankind like this.’’
He turned toward that familiar alto voice and found his brown-skinned roommate standing there.
’’The Fruit of Knowledge at her core is scarred from the hatred toward the human race that did not love her. She became an angel to take revenge on mankind like this, to hold the ultimate destruction inside and become Metatron.’’
Mutsuki was dumbfounded by the horribly cold and calm tone of the woman's voice.
’’I thought her desire to become Metatron might have gone away since she'd started to get along with you lately, but it looks like that didn't change anything after all.’’
His memories of Ange flashed through his dizzy mind.