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[center][b]Christopher Arthur III[/b][/center]

Chris beheld the newly transformed city, astonished at seeing the whole infrastructure change before his very eyes. However, even though he knew that the city was being restored, lives had been lost in the storm, or at least that what Christ thought. According to the Intel provided by S.T.R.I.K.E., apparently, only the “shady” parts of Little Ulster were extremely revamped and there were no traces of the occupants who lived in those areas. Did everyone whom this red angelic character considered a part of this group deserve to die? How many sons and daughters lost their parents that day? How many fathers and mothers lost their children? Are all these peopled destined to be damned for their decisions or for the decisions of others? One man in Little Ulster almost fell 80 feet to his death, had he not had the reflexes to steady himself.

[b] “You talk too much.”[/b] The Red angelic figure said. [b]“And you make no sense. I am bringing healing to the World. I stopped this storm and will now heal this city just as I healed this little one’s mother.”[/b]

“Talked too much?” Chris thought, “If she thought I was talking too much, she hasn’t seen anything yet! What do you want to hear? Homer? Hesiod? A little Plato?”

Then the child embraced the crimson angel and thanked her for saving her mother. This sentiment sickened Chris, since he knew that the angelic figure probably caused the weird weather in the first place. Chris deduced this because he knew that weather patterns, like the one that just happened, could never spring up out of nowhere. The storm had to develop and move into the area. What are the chances that a character who could almost ‘magically’ fix anything happens to appear in an area that was suffering from freak weather patterns? There have been hundreds of examples of this type of deceit in the literature, comics, and films: [i]Watchmen[/i], [i]The Incredibles[/i], heck, even the [i]Miser Brothers’ Christmas[/i] for crying out loud.

“How come the other neighboring cities, like New York City wasn’t affected?” Chris pondered.

However, before he could do anything, the crimson figure arose into the air, leaving behind a golden replicate of herself where she had stood. Her figure shielded a mother and child from harm’s way.

[b] “I am Mercy and I will not rest until this world is healed.” [/b] She called out as she departed from Newark, whose name now had a double meaning, as Newark was now [i]newly[/i] recreated.

“Some healer,” Chris thought, “She had to use a freak storm first in order to ‘heal’, if my assumptions are correct. She is a dangerous one, as absolute power corrupts absolutely, as the saying goes.”

Since the cause of the disturbance was gone, Chris was about ready to depart. However, the golden pedestal still did not sit well with him. While he was not by any means the most religious man in the world, he still had a regular Christian upbringing. The pedestal reminded him of a story in the Old Testament, in Exodus to be exact. While Moses was on Mount Sinai, where he received the Ten Commandments, the Israelites had forged a golden calf, which was a false idol. Therefore, God punished the Israelites. While he did not know if God would do anything about this statue, Chris did not want to find out what if God decided to do something.

Then an extremely rash thought entered Chris’ mind. Once the crowd had cleared away from the pedestal, Chris would have turned towards the statues and activated his energy pilum. Chris would have hurled the spear of pure energy towards the golden monument, shattering it into countless pieces. Everyone nearby would have thrown up their arms and complained about why would he do such a thing. The only answer Chris would have given them before he departed was “Bill me”.

However, doing such an action would not be wise, as vexing a metahuman who had almost god-like abilities would probably have dire consequences. Therefore, he just left, although he might have left scorch marks next to the pedestal.