"Blood Moon"~ part four
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section7mfulink to part 1: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/582662.html
link to part 2: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/589643.html
link to part 3: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/593353.html
Illya Kuryakin sat alone in the office he shared with his partner. It had become living quarters as well, as guest quarters upstairs had become quite overcrowded, leaving little to no privacy for those now staying at headquarters full time.
He stared at his desk calendar, taking note it was almost October 8th and the second blood moon of the tetrad would be occurring tonight.
Illya’s thoughts drifted to another ominous prophecy, one associated with the astronomical event besides the end of the world...the story of the four horsemen of the apocalypse.
He’d taken more to reading such things, delving into the bible not for religious reasons but to find bits of facts relating to this ‘end of days’ scenario.’
One such discovery was that the riders were the heralds of the blood moons, and would arrive in a particular order, the White Rider, the Red Rider, the Black Rider and finally the Pale Rider.
The illustrations he’d seen for them were rather grisly, and conjured images of doom and gloom. Such images he’d put aside long ago and had not given them any thought since he was a small boy attending services with his family in St. Andrews Church in Kyiv, where fire and brimstone were preached from the pulpit. Everyone was evil and not worthy of God’s Love...
He’d not given credence to God or religion since the day his mother and twin brothers were murdered right in front of his eyes by the Nazis, and though his babushka urged him to pray that night, he refused. He could not believe in a God who could take his mama, as well as his baby brothers Sasha and Misha from this world in such a cruel way. *
Was it mere coincidence this drug destroying everyone’s lives was called White Rider, the name of the first of the four? He was the bringer of plague and pestilence. That was what surely was happening, as Waverly had called the drug a plague.
Illya ran his fingers through his unkempt hair that had gotten quite long, enough for him to tie it back in a short ponytail.
Though busy with the terrible situation that confronted them, Waverly still found time to warn his Russian about getting a haircut and maintaining proper dress code and grooming within the Command.
Illya half listened as he had been lectured about standards before and supposed one of the Secretaries could take care of it for him...those who were still here.
Many had chosen to seek refuge with their families outside the city where things hadn’t become as bad.
Instead taking care of his haircut, the Russian was racking his brain to come up with reasonable answers to the problem they all faced.
His frustration, along with physical and mental exhaustion were making him revisit these ridiculous myths about blood moons and horsemen again and again.
Still once the next blood moon arrived, he would see if it were his imagination or not; though he he hoped he was wrong.
Illya reached into the bottom right drawer of his desk, pulling out a leather bound black book...it was a copy of the bible and he searched through the pages he’d bookmarked. Napoleon wasn’t around, so there would be no dealing with the questions and comments his partner would most likely throw at him for having a religious text in his possession.
Illya read aloud from Revelations regarding the White Rider.
“Then I saw when the Lamb broke one of the seven seals, and I heard one of the four living creatures saying as with a voice of thunder, “Come.” I looked, and behold, a white horse, and he who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer. “ His name was Pestilence.
The next rider, the red one should make his appearance in some shape or form with the next lunar eclipse.
That at least was his theory, though he wasn’t sure of it...Illya wasn’t sure of anything at the moment.
In his mind it was mere folklore, even though such things generally had their basis in fact. He had nothing else to hold on to at the moment.
Napoleon chose that exact moment to walk into the office he shared with Kuryakin, and caught his partner suddenly hiding something, hurriedly shoving whatever it was into his desk drawer and slamming it closed.
“What was that all about, “ Solo asked, not missing a trick.
“Nothing. You are back early; how did it go?”
It was obvious the Russian was dodging his question. Knowing Illya, a pair of horses couldn’t drag an answer out of him.
Napoleon sat down at his desk, his face drawn with concern.
“We lost two more agents today. Things are just out of control. The world has gone insane,” he sighed. “What I wouldn’t give to be dealing with T.H.R.U.S.H. and their schemes of global conquest right now; that would be a cakewalk compared to what’s happening out there.”
Illya hesitated, but finally took the bible from the desk again.
“Napoleon may I share something with you?”
“I’m all ears chum.”
“You were raised Catholic and are familiar with the bible are you not?”
“Ugh, yeah….tell me that’s what you were hiding from me?” Napoleon asked, spying the book.” Did you suddenly find religion?”
“Please Napoleon do not insult me and exactly the reason why I hesitated to broach this with you.”
“Sorry, please continue.”
“ I have found some strange correlations between this White Rider drug, the four horsemen of the apocalypse, and the blood moons.” He withheld mentioning Rasputin as there was no proof of that yet.
Napoleon shook his head. “Okay, I know about the drug and you’ve already explained the eclipses to me, but tell me how the four horsemen tie into all this?”
“I assumed with your Catholic upbringing that you would have been familiar with the prophecy of the four horsemen tied in with the tetrad of the blood moons.”
“Well, yes. You’re talking about the end of days...the rapture. The horsemen appear only after ummm, certain seals have been broken within heaven, basically releasing them.”
“Yes precisely.”
“Illya you’re telling me the end of the world is nigh? Have you been hitting the vodka again?
“Please I am serious, however, I am not speaking of the spiritual end of days,” he let out a long sigh of exasperation. “I think Rasputin is still alive and is the source of the White Rider drug. He is somehow tying it in with the end of days prophecy...why I do not know as of yet, but I suspect with the next blood moon, we will get more answers.”
“I’m not sure where you’re going with this tovarisch, but you've got my attention.”
“ The second rider is taken to represent War, pictured holding a sword upwards as if he were preparing for mass slaughter. The horse he is astride is a fiery red one and it has been suggested in commentaries that he might represent civil war.”
Illya pointed to the bible, uttering another quote from Revelations.
“When He broke the second seal, I heard the second living creature saying, “Come.” And another, a red horse, went out; and to him who sat on it, it was granted to take peace from the earth, and that men would slay one another; and a great sword was given to him.”
“Illya have you spoken to the Old Man about this?”
“Not yet, as unfortunately we must wait for the next blood moon to pass before we can see if I am right.”
“Let’s say you’re right about Rasputin being alive and tying his drug scheme into all this religious fanaticism. It begs the question, why?”
Illya bit his lower lip. “That is the million dollar question my friend.”
“I think we need to tell Waverly anyway,” Solo rose from his desk, beckoning for his partner to follow.
“No time like the present partner mine.”
As the pneumatic door opened with a quiet whoosh, Napoleon waited there for Kuryakin to join him.* ref "Beginnings" https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6767104/1/B
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Date: 2014-04-28 01:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-28 01:15 pm (UTC)PS did you receive a notice of this chapter posting here on DW...or did you just stop in for a visit? Trying to straighten out some notification issues with the site.
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Date: 2014-04-28 01:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-28 01:54 pm (UTC)Hope your LJ issues clear up soon. Luckily I had no problems posting the Picfic prompt or chapter 4 on LJ today. Tomorrow, however, is another day. OK off to PT.
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Date: 2014-04-28 06:31 pm (UTC)You've caught me with a WIP, you perisher. :-) It's a good job I trust you to finish the story. And if you don't, there will be trouble.
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Date: 2014-04-28 07:13 pm (UTC)I'm grinning right now. I guarantee the story will be finished. Looks like there will be quite a few chapters and will try to post at least 2 or more between this week and next. Won't leave you hanging, so no need for threats now...hahahha!
You're the second person who's said they're having trouble getting on LJ today and am wondering if the anticipated government interference is starting in and mucking up the gears? Hopefully not?
Thanks for the comment on the story. I will post chapter 5 on Thursday or Friday. :D
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Date: 2014-04-28 07:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-28 08:27 pm (UTC)Ahh, so you'll have some reading to come back to! :D I should be posting next Monday as well...chapter 6.
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Date: 2014-04-28 08:34 pm (UTC)I, too, am still having loads of difficulty with LJ. I could get on to section vii, but haven't been able to access many sites or read others' comments. The site's maintenance is not up to snuff! I am glad I didn't have a paid account. Maybe that's the difference between those who can get on and those who can't.
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Date: 2014-04-28 08:47 pm (UTC)Ask and ye shall receive! Honestly, this is going in a completely different direction from what I first imagined. Trust me it's going to be really different...at least for the way I usually write.
I don't have a paid account and am glad I've never bothered.Personallty I think LJ is going to start having more issues, as the political situation becomes more heightened. Surprisingly I had no issues with LJ today...
Really glad you're enjoying the story! Lots more to come, I promise! I think I could even expand it more...but well, don't want to go overboard. Though this piece could easily morph into a short story. I don't think I want to make it that complicated though...don't think I'm up to that kind of story. Writing long fics seem to take a lot more out of me than they used to since I had my stroke last year. sigh...
Thanks for commenting here on DW...now aren't you glad we have it to retreat to?
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Date: 2014-04-28 08:50 pm (UTC)Yes, indeed, I’m glad we have an alternative site. I joined a year ago but never did anything with it.
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Date: 2014-04-28 08:57 pm (UTC)Neither did I. I have a lot of problems with the cut, and I sort of stopped posting here because of it..but now given our potential loss of LJ...well back to the drawing board on DW.