Wudang: Legends Of Qi Earth 193 Vatican City I : Morgana And The City

[I honestly think religion is a waste of time, it makes us stupid, foolish, fanatic and incapable of seeing clearly. We can't judge objectively and correctly because we hold so strongly to our beliefs. However! I'll be too much of a hypocrite if I say religion is fully bad! Growth, prosperity, change, advancement of the human race had come about because of religion, because of belief.

Our attempt to understand and reach the G.o.ds have led to our growth and evolution. It has made us what we are today and what we will be tomorrow. Religion is good, it's inherently good even though sometimes it makes you want to pull your hair out and scream! It has given direction, it has given purpose, it has given faith! And it has given love. Just as I think it's a waste of time, I also think I'm strong today because I believe in someone or something bigger than myself and the world I live in.

So maybe he doesn't exist and I'm kidding myself in believing a G.o.d exists! However nothing changes that this life that doesn't make sense, seems more sensible when I blame everything that goes wrong on G.o.d and The Devil ??? but it also makes sense when I say thank you for all of the good things in my life. And thank you so much for the Angel I know (I believe) watches over me]

ANONE

"Before you anything young Master Alex, please tell me you've flown and Airs.h.i.+p before? Because I don't think we both would want a repeat of what happened last time." Louis asked, as he took his place on the co-pilot seat, whilst Devonte and Cross sat behind them, Khan was busy chasing the Wraiths all through the ma.s.sive s.h.i.+p.

Before this, normal Airs.h.i.+p were built in the same manner as sailing s.h.i.+p's, which is to say that you had to be standing to fly them, and they had wheels like Aircars or just normal cars. Morgana was different, truly the first of her kind, her controls were actually two handles with comfortable grips that floated in the air.

There were formations glowing on the handles themselves, enabling Alex to fly the airs.h.i.+p with a lot more ease that just using wheels. Though there was a bit of resistance, like the handles themselves had a gravitational field of their own.

Either way it was all a new experience for Alex, but as opposed to Louis who had no idea what he was doing the first time they all went for a joyride, Alex had actually read a few flight manuals in his spare time. But it wouldn't hurt to tease Louis a little.

"So you're saying my sailing is going to suck, and we're going to end up in a city that's about to be invaded by demons?" Louis had his eyes and mouth open, and then he closed them and then opened them again trying to figure out what to say to Alex.

"All of that except for the demon invasion.....did I just jinx us? d.a.m.n!"

Alex raised an eyebrow, and then shrugged, he was not in the mood to speculate or be superst.i.tious. But if truly Louis just Jinxed them, then fate was truly out of enemies from them to face and was probably experiencing writer's block.

Alex took a deep breath as his spirit energy sunk into the handles, his seat felt warm, and the controls of the s.h.i.+p out up brightly as the s.h.i.+p itself began to hum. Alex could feel every square inch of this baby, her primary engines lit up, diverting power to the numerous mini exhaust Chambers lining the s.h.i.+p. It slowly picked itself off the ground as a few dozen people watched below.

Then the main exhaust Chambers began to light up with a fiery orange glow and low pitched whine started picking up, until it was a soothing droning hum. And then the s.h.i.+p lurched forward, over the edge of the floating platform, and then just dropped to the ground.

"arghhhhhhh! What are you doing! What are you doing!" Louis's terrified voice could be heard, even through the soundproof s.h.i.+p. It was such a surprising turn of events that the people watching had no words to say, but Alex got the s.h.i.+p under control before they smashed into the ground and went up in a ball of flames.

The beautiful s.h.i.+p shot up into the sky, her midnight blue form flas.h.i.+ng last with a hint of gold as she rapidly became a dot in the distance, the sun hanging over head every made her seem like a precious gem that had developed wings and learnt how to fly, and fly it did, all the way up, until it was lost in the deepness of the horizon.

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"So the s.h.i.+p doesn't have a cloaking formation, looks like the one they had previously used was just temporary, now we're parking it in few view of everyone to admire and maybe scavenge, awesome." Louis spoke out sarcastically as he moved away from the Morgana.

"The Vatican city is a sovereign theocracy, everyone here is pretty religious and quite frankly no one in their right minds would come over and steal in broad daylight. Plus the Wraiths are on the s.h.i.+p! Master Alex said they'll keep it safe." Cross explained as they walked into an open plaza.

Devonte was keeping his eyes open, and so was Alex as he took in the sights of the city and everything in it. They needed a clue, his dad had said that there was a cathedral as the edge of the city, but he's not noticed it yet, besides he didn't really know much about the city.

In front of them was an obelisk, it looked a little out of place in the city, but it was quite a sight and seemed to be quite the tourist attraction. At first glance it seemed normal, but Alex felt weird vibes from it, but he just couldn't place his finger on it.

"I don't know if this is important Tower Master, but there used to be a necropolis near by. Last I heard a church was built on top of it, lots of people were buried there, plus the wors.h.i.+p of pagan G.o.ds was also carried out until it was excavated a few centuries ago." Cross explained as they came to a stop.

The living might not know much, but the dead could. Alex hadn't gotten to the point where y could properly talk to the spirits of the dead that had not moved in to the next life, or to a spirit world, but it was as a good a place to start. Besides, wasn't a cathedral a church, this might be the place they were actually looking for.

"Alright Cross, lead the way. Louis scout the city, see if there's anything more you can find. Khan go with him, Devonte you're with me. Stay safe and stay discreet."

After Alex gave his orders, they all separated as he and Cross made their way for the Cathedral that was built on the grounds of a former Necropolis. The Vatican city was a holy Land for Christians, though religion has been mostly left alone, it was still rampant with even some cultivators believing in it. The Albion empire was a devout Christian empire, the empire of heaven was aligned to Buddhism, but not everyone was all too willing to be religious, it was a choice.

But religious or not, it didn't matter much to Alex, the goal was to find out what this holy spirit was, and maybe find the source, to know it it's true that an angel had descended and was being held captive. Religion was a weird subject, the kingdoms of the middle East were not under any empires but they were Muslims, and last Alex heard they were quite capable Warriors. But religion didn't decided whether a person was strong or weak, but it had a lot of say, especially since Alex knew that Legendary religious figures might actually be Spirits right now.

"This place was a circus built by the Roman Emperor Caligula for his mother's gardens and completed by Nero. A lot of Christians lost their lives here, including the blessed Saint Peter. Of course the Roman empire didn't last long, it was the Albion Empire using native hands to improve and expand. Very much like Macao, the Vatican city is a sovereign state, they govern themselves away from the control of their respective empires, but unlike Macau that's a place of entertainment, the Vatican city is a place of wors.h.i.+p. So please be careful Tower Master, wrong words might set off people with small minds." Cross explained to him as they ended up in front of a church.

"It's Alright Minerva, I understand what you're trying to say. I'll keep my temper under control and watch what I say, but we....."

In that moment a man with flowing white beard, sunken bloodshot eyes and prominent cheekbones as a result of starvation, a thin frame, rage for clothes and holes in his hand, walked through Cross and stood in front of Alex. Obviously this man was very much dead, he was Spirit, or a ghost. But even with that he seemed very alert and aware of where he was and what he was doing.

"You're the new Spirit King aren't you? Good! I sense that your heart is pure and bright, there's great love in it. I am an Apostle of the Lord, the world today call me Saint Peter, but you can call me Simon Peter. I have been waiting for you Alexander, Son of Benjamin. I have a task and prophecy for you; will you lend me your ears an your heart, the darkness draws near."