The Angel of Death Part 1: The Angel of Death, #1

By J. C. Jones

         A Chicago native, a kind and gentle man living in Chicago, on his way home from work one late Friday night on a subway train, got robbed, and killed. He wakes up to find himself in heaven where he meets Michael, the Archangel of war. Michael asked him to go back to earth as an angel in his army of angels, sent around the world to wage a war on humanity and crime. Man’s dirty wars, that bring human indignity, human injustices, and death around the world to the innocent humans caught in the crossfires of other evil humans. John Griswall is his name, and this is his story, true to fact as I know it. John becomes an angel of death in Michael’s army. He wants to do his part in saving the world from themselves. Save his beloved family he left behind from God’s wrath of Armageddon, if the angels fail to make a difference. John goes back to Chicago and fights crime, and the injustices done to humans, by other humans. He goes around the city of Chicago killing criminals, sending their souls to hell.          The police think there is a vigilante killer loose in the city doing the killing. He does not discriminate in picking his criminal victims, picking from a range of petty thieves, murders, Child molesters, rapists, mob bosses, politicians, and dirty cops. The dragnet is on for a deadly serial killer. Wherever he goes, and whoever he kills, he leaves his calling card. A death card found on the body only he can leave, sending out the word it was him, and only him, bringing death to all criminals who cross his path. A team of hard-nosed veteran detectives, try to find and stop this vigilante only to find out he is a real angel. What are you going to do to a real angel sent from heaven? You cannot kill or imprison a real angel. Man’s laws do not apply to non-humans or holy figures such as angels. Chicago is forced to come to terms with this new lawman, or should I say, "Law angel", in town, and learn to live with him, and a new Chicago because he is here to stay. Detective Sargent, Christy Evans who leads her team of homicide detectives are hot on his trail chasing a vigilante killer.

     

• Language: English
• Publisher: J. C. Jones
• Release date: Oct 17, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386829720

J. C. Jones

       Hello everyone, my name is J.C. Jones. I was born and raised in Indianapolis Indiana. My nationality is Caucasian/Cherokee Native American since my father was white and my mother was a full blood Cherokee from the Reservation of Cherokee North Carolina. I always loved to read as a kid being raised, in a poor neighborhood, that would take me away from the hardships of being from a poor family. I especially love true crime stories. I love a mystery, who done it, story. My favorites are ghost or horror stories. As a kid growing up, I always wanted to be a writer, having something to say and getting people to listen to my thoughts. I now, love to write a good horror or mystery novel. I spent 14 years in the military, traveling around the world, visiting every place of history that I could find, learning about the world and the people that make us all different in some small way, but all the same at the same time. I went to the university of Phoenix and studied Criminal Justice, Criminal Psychology, and Journalism. I am about to retire from the State of Indiana after 20 years, working in the prison system, Indiana Dept. of Corrections. I have plenty of material to work with, living around the world, and working with Criminals most of my entire life, so I plan to write full time once I retire. "My first book is, "The Angel of Death" by J.C. Jones. It was a learning experience publishing it for the first time. Now that I think I have all the bugs worked out in publishing, I am now working on the sequel to the, The Angel of Death. I also have other short story, ghost books. One coming out very soon called "Tales of the Dead", which has a few good ghost stories in it which I think the reader will like. Peace to all on earth, love you, J.C. Jones

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The Angel of Death

Introduction

A CHICAGO NATIVE, A kind and gentle man living in Chicago, on his way home from work one late Friday night on a subway train, got robbed, and killed. He wakes up to find himself in heaven where he meets Michael, the Archangel of war. Michael asked him to go back to earth as an angel in his army of angels, sent around the world to wage a war on humanity and crime. Man’s dirty war’s, that bring human indignity, human injustices, and death around the world to the innocent humans caught in the crossfires of other evil humans. John Griswall is his name, and this is his story, true to fact as I know it. John becomes an angel of death in Michael’s army. He wants to do his part in saving the world from themselves. Save his beloved family he left behind from God’s wrath of Armageddon, if the angels do not make a difference. John goes back to Chicago and fights crime, and the injustices done to humans, by other humans. He goes around the city of Chicago killing criminals, sending their souls to hell. The police think there is a vigilante killer loose in the city doing the killing. He does not discriminate in picking his criminal victims.

He picked from a range of petty thieves, murders, Child molesters, rapists, mob bosses, politicians, and dirty cops. The dragnet is on for a deadly serial killer. Wherever he goes, and whoever he kills, he leaves his calling card. A death card found on the body only he can leave, sending out the word it was him, and only him, bringing death to all criminals who cross his path. A team of hard-nosed veteran detectives, try to find and stop this vigilante only to find out he is a real angel. What are you going to do to a real angel sent from heaven? You cannot kill or imprison a real angel. Man’s laws do not apply to non-humans or holy figures such as angels. Chicago is forced to come to terms with this new lawman, or should I say, Law angel, in town, and learn to live with him, and a new Chicago because he is here to stay. Detective Sargent, Christy Evans who leads her team of homicide detectives are hot on his trail chasing a vigilante killer. They continued mopping up the carnage of dead bodies after each of the murders hoping to get one step closer to him and stopping this killer. After some very intense investigations, and a dozen murders later.

Detective Evans, and some police officers find out the true facts, and think this is a real angel that has come to earth and is doing all the killing. No human has the super human strength to do what this angel does in his methods of killing. Detective Evans is willing to follow him into the pits of hell if that is what it takes to catch him and ask him why? "Why now, and who is next, is the most important questions, Christy is willing to risk her own life to find out the answers. Detective Evans faces opposition and conflict, from those who do not believe in angels and demons, heaven, and hell. Some people believe in such things, and some do not, which causes her great turmoil in her own ranks. She must make believers out of the peers she must answer to. Some people must be convinced the hard way by this one sole detective, this is a real angel, and heaven does exist.

They find out he is here to stay, and not to mess with him, or get in his way or else. Others refuse to believe until it is too late for them to repent, and the only other choice is death. What do you do with a real angel from heaven killing criminals, and finding bodies by the dozens? He does not fall under man’s written laws. God has invoked a set of new laws for man to follow, and John only answers to God and heaven. For hundreds of thousands of years, this world was Satan’s or Lucifer’s playground of pleasure, sin, and despair. The war of good and evil is on, and he is not going to give up this planet without a fight. He sends his own angels and demons around the world to fight heaven’s angels for all the souls of humanity. The stakes have never been higher in the history of humankind, for the grand prize of human souls and earth. Humans around the world not even aware of this war taking place, fall easy prey to the pleasures of Satan.

People soon find out around the world as well, angels are very real. With an army of Michael’s angels around the world, humans see the subtle changes for the good of humankind taking place. They realize they are here and humans need to change or die. Happening before their very eyes, they see wars end, Dictators die, and people are freed from bondage and slavery, to live their new lives, and make their own choices in life. The events they see take place make believers out of people all over the world. Others reject their message and carry on with their evil ways, fighting the changes of humanity. Lucifer sends his angels and demons to Chicago to stop this one lone angel from victory. As John does his duty and the body count starts climbing, humans are forced to face the hard truths about themselves, and this one lone vigilante angel loose in the city. They are forced to praise him or hate him.

Learn to live with him or face what is coming if they do not. Join him or die, you are given a choice to make, to repent or burn in the fiery pits of hell condemning your soul forever. Criminals have had a foothold in Chicago since Chicago was born and not willing to give up their city without a fight. Criminals living by their own set of rules and thumbing their noses up at the law. They are willing to gamble for the city or die by his hands. Even Chicago’s finest, the protectors of the people. As in the politicians, state and federal both, with the Chicago police departments, and the FBI, are forced to change their ways of doing business or face John’s wrath.

These humans learning what the outcome is, and their fate if they do not change, all will be judged the same in the end. The choice has finally come for humanity to face. What will it be, change the world as they know it or face the damnation of Armageddon? Chicago is forced to come to terms with new laws, and this angel here to carry them out. They learn to live with him, and a new Chicago. The hard choices are theirs, as I tell John’s story about the day an Angel came to Chicago.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapters      Page

1.THE GATHERING  .

2.Wrong Turn to Heaven  .

3. Back Home Again  .

4. A Time to Pay Up!  .

5. Death of a Pedophile  .

6. On the Hunt  .

7. Come into My Parlor Said the Spider to the Fly!  .

8. Making You Believe    .

9. The Barbeque in the Subway    .

10. The Lamotto Press Conference    .

11. Father Burton  .

12. A Meeting of Criminal Minds    .

13. All Eyes on Chicago    .

14. Find This Angel    .

15. A New Day in Chicago    .

16. Closer to The Truth  .

17. Christy Getting Her Wish  .

18. Christy Meets John at Last  .

Chapter One

The Gathering

HELLO, MY NAME IS JOHN Griswall. It seems to me that most of the liberal people in this liberal world they have created for themselves believes there is nothing after death, the end. Man, are they in for a rude awakening. Again, my name is John Griswall, and I’m an Angel of Death. This is my story to man, so unbelievably, God or sometimes I call him, The big guy, is watching very closely to what I do to save humans from themselves and their world of sin. As life went on in Heaven, or the other side some people call it. When they cross over, they find out the truth about heaven and hell, and too many humans were ending up in hell. Moses and the profits were really troubled about the whole human affair, and what they thought God was preparing to do about it. They have been troubled for hundreds of thousands of years over the way humans have turned out and turned their backs on God. Michael, the Archangel of War, appeared before Moses to speak to him about this issue. Angels can appear and disappear by a thought. Michael, began Moses, Our Lord and Jesus wants to talk to us about the humans, and their last chance at saving humanity".

Time does not exist in Heaven, but God had warned that the moment was drawing near. Repent or parish in hell, God had said many times to newcomers who have crossed over, Michael had told Moses. Suddenly, God and Jesus appeared. Moses, Michael, God’s voice rang clearly as he addressed them and simply declared, What a Heavenly day! Yes, it is my lord said Michael and Moses at the same time. I have an idea to try out, said God, A new idea and Jesus thinks it’s a good one. Father, you never had a bad idea, said Jesus. Well, that’s debatable, my son, said God. I flooded the world once and things changed for a few thousand years, but, it still didn’t change man and his evil ways. I haven’t been hard enough on man, I should have intervened from time to time just to let them know I’m still here and watching them, said God. Short of flooding the world again, I cannot stand by and watch man destroy what world I’ve built for them any longer, said God. I now have to step in and intervene once again. Humans have to be punished".

Man has gotten extremely proficient in killing and destroying everything he touches. You know humans make a sport out of killing anything that is moving and breathing, said God. You know men are now marrying other men? Women are marrying other women? asked God. I believe in love among souls and the body is just a shell to carry the soul, but this new love among men and women’s souls is all new to me. I can’t destroy a human for loving another soul. The earthly human world has evolved and changed to the point of being lost, and the world belongs to Satan now, said God. I am sad to say if we don’t do something now, all is lost to evil. We have to act now! Shouted God getting angrier by the minute speaking of it as you heard the heavens start to rumble with thunder. Father please, we will prevail, said Jesus. What would you have me do my Lord? asked Michael bowing his head. Michael, my faithful Angel".

Fly around the world and call upon all the Angels of Death. Build your army of the angels of death. For it is time that all the murderers, looters, robbers, rapists, and child molesters too. All the deviant conduct human beings have done, or currently doing, must pay for the vicious sinful acts with the price of their souls, and send them all to hell, said God. Let the Angels of Death collect their souls, and send them to Hell, said God. Don’t forget the delinquent children who show no mercy in their murdering and robbing as well. Even children are doing these unspeakable acts. Show no mercy to no one, said God. Boy or girl, man or women, show no leniency in sending them to all to Hell. They all deserve punishment, said God. The Angels of Death must show the wrath of God against all the evil transgressions of the human race, that break God’s laws, said Jesus.

Michael, drive the Dark Angels from this human world. Lucifer will soon see Hell is becoming quite over crowded. His demons, and his army of dark angels will soon tell him I'm taking the world I created back into the light of goodness said God. We have to step in and protect the human world from itself, said Jesus. Humans can no longer be trusted to govern themselves, said God. Use good judgment on petty thieves, adulterers, and prostitutes, said Jesus. I think they can still be saved, said God. If this does not work to wake humans up, I might as well start Armageddon, destroy this one, and start a new world, said God. We will do everything you ask of us my Lord, said Moses. Michael, watch for Lucifer to send his Dark agents to stop you, and you’re Angels. We destroyed his army once before, and he never recovered from that until now, said God. Yes, my Lord, said Michael.

Lucifer wants the Earth as his, as well as Hell, said God. Yes, my Lord, said Michael, and disappeared. Come my son, let us visit the new children that have arrived in Heaven, as they disappeared. Yes, father let us go and visit the wonderful children". As God and Jesus disappeared, the human race was in for a rude awaking. The time has come to face their fate. This, that would open their eyes forever, as the changing of the world starts to take place. Would they except the truth and the predicament they placed themselves in, only time would tell? Humanity was in deep, deep, trouble. Michael had hundreds of millions of angles to pick from, and he was only going to pick from the best, not that one angel is any better than any other angel.

Everybody has a job in heaven to pick from. Like taking care of the thousands of flower gardens, and forest. Spreading the love in our souls, to taking care the many thousands of children, and many thousands of Gods animals. Cleaning the oceans for the fish, I am really not sure how or why you would clean an ocean in heaven. Music is my favorite pastime, and they are all here like blues to rock to country singers and so on. Jerry an old hippy friend left over from the 60’s and 70’s jumped in and started telling John’s story now. Jimi Hendrix is going to teach me a little guitar man, and Janis Joplin is going to sing; can you dig it man? John Griswall is about to arrive here man, and man does he have a story to tell you man.

My name is Jerry, an old hippy friend of his man. Were real cool friends man. I’m already here man behind you silly. Jerry turned around and jumped back a little surprised. John my man, said Jerry smiling from ear to ear. Lay a little skin on me man, holding out his hand, palm up. John slapped his hand, palm to palm. Groovy man, I was just talking about you man, can you dig it man, like you’re a far out, man? Jerry, I love you my old hippy brother but let me tell them the rest of my story. Hey, I can dig it man, I have to go anyway man, Jimi is waiting on me man. Please give Jimi my love and tell him I hope to see him soon. Hey, I can dig it man, I’ll tell him man, and Jerry disappeared. That was my old college friend, my best friend, that died in a car wreck".

Chapter Two

Wrong Turn to Heaven

AGAIN, MY NAME IS JOHN Griswall and I just arrived in Heaven. I don’t know how or when I got here, or what day, or what time it is because time has no meaning in this place. I do remember that I was killed on a late Friday night, on the subway trying to get home. All I know now, is that I am here, in this place called Heaven. After I died, I thought I would not remember my name or my past life, or how I got here, but I do. I remember everything, and I wish my mind had been wiped clean of what used to be me, but it was not. The last thing I remember is taking the 12:45 home for the weekend. I thought I was the only one on the subway train that late at night, but there is one other person in the train car with me. Looking over at him, I thought he was asleep. I was so tired from working all week at my job. I was a Chicago Stock Broker, and I just wanted to get home for the weekend. Closing my eyes for a moment, I just sat there, and let the movement of the train rock me into restful bliss. I lived an hour and a half away in suburbia, a place where there is no crime. I glanced down the train car and spotted one other person as he sat at the other end of the car".

He appeared to be asleep, as well with his head nodding on his chest. His hood from his jacket was pulled up over his face, and off in dreamland. I was not yet quite asleep, just sitting with my eyes closed resting. I could still hear my surroundings, and the last thing I remember was hearing a big bang. I remember floating above my body looking down upon myself like a dream. I saw myself slumped over the next seat with blood dripping from my head. Suddenly blackness filled my vision and conscious state, and now here I am. Dam, dam, dam him to hell. No more job, my kids, my loving wife, it’s all gone. Now I can look back and see that I was shot in the head. I saw who shot me looking at a boy stooped over my dead body from above. No more than fifteen or sixteen years old, taking my wallet and running off the train as soon as it stopped at the next station. He killed me for my wallet and smiled about it running away. I see myself laying in my own blood as my life slowly slipped away. I watched myself leave my body".

I floated to the top of the car looking down as everything went black. I will never forget his face, he smiled as he departed. Then was nothing but blackness, until I opened my eyes here in this place. Dam him to hell I miss my family, but somehow, I’m at peace. I don’t have to eat or drink, feel sick or pay bills, and everyone here has a job doing something until they are reborn and go back as reborn babies, so I’ve been told. Suddenly the Archangel Michael appeared before John. Stepping a couple of feet back, Hello, said John a little startled. Do you know who I am? asked Michael. I believe you’re an angel, said John. Yes, I am Michael, the Archangel of War. John Griswall, shaking Michaels hand. You just arrived here, said Michael. Our Lord sent me to call you into service for God. What could I do for God? asked John. Heaven has declared war on all of the bad souls on Earth, said Michael.

What can I do for you and God, Michael? asked John. We need you to join our vast army, Angels of Death, to keep your area clean of filth and scum. Send the bad souls to Hell in the name of the Lord, said Michael. How do I do that? asked John puzzled. I will make you an angel with unimaginable great powers I can grant you, to act in the name of the Lord, said Michael. This is a rare chance to have the vast powers to enact the rage of the Lord upon these bad humans who haven’t come to the light of God, choosing instead to follow Lucifer. What happened to forgiveness, redemption, and the Lord’s mercy? asked John. The time is up to show mercy to anyone, said Michael. The Lord ordered there would be no more forgiveness, and mercy for evil souls who bath and wallow in darkness. They will become spawns of Hell, explained Michael.

How will I know who is evil, and who is good? asked John. You are an Angel of Death. Look into their minds, and witness their past, their present, and their future, said Michael. Well, I don’t know, John hesitated to say. You will know! interrupted Michael angrily speaking, cutting John off. I guess that young boy who sent you to us was a good soul! reminding John of his death. Yes, I do know, replied John, lowering his head as it filled with painful memories. John continued, raising his head to speak, I will do this for our Lord, without hesitation or remorse. Something has to be done because I was struck down too soon by a kid. I have never done any harm to anyone, or killed a soul in my entire life, and struck down for a few dollars in my wallet. Do I get my wings?, asked John smiling. Wings are overrated John, Michael responded. You really don’t need wings on earth.

Maybe after you return to Heaven, but first you must try to look human, and try not to be detected. How do I move around, get money, and live on Earth like a human? questioned John. You do it with your thought powers. In order for you to move around a city or get some money. Simply close your eyes, and think of that need, and it will be yours, explained Michael. I will have to learn to use a powerful tool like that, said John. Yes, you will, and you must be sure not to abuse your powers. God will be watching, as I will be doing the same, warned Michael. How do I send these wretched souls to Hell? asked John. Your power is great, use your thoughts and imagination, said Michael. Remember, bad and evil souls only.

I will send all evil souls to Hell, John promised. But can I show bad souls how to repent and be saved? asked John. That is walking a fine line with the Lord, said Michael. Use plenty of thought and good judgment, for I will be watching you closely, and guiding you from time to time. Do not fail your Lord or all is lost in this human world of sin and despair. They will face the full wrath of the lord if we fail, said Michael. After a while on earth everyone will know your true identity, and that’s ok. Yes, I understand, said John, looking grim and happy at the same time going back to earth. Just as quickly Michael had appeared, he vanished. When and where do I go? John asked aloud. From out of the air came Michael’s voice, Leave now, and go where you want to go.

Use your powers, use your thoughts. John smiled, looking down at his shoes to see if they were red. He spoke to the emptiness. I feel like Dorothy now going back to Oz. Oh, how I would love to meet Judy Garland up here. I know she is here somewhere, said John. Michael’s voice came out of the air again, Judy’s busy with the children. You can meet her when you come back, now get going. Yes sir, responded John. Close your eyes and think, repeated John to himself. John did just that. He closed his eyes and thought, back home to Chicago, concentrate, thought John. Home, Chicago, now. John went back to Chicago to find his killer, and get some justice for himself, and his family but never found his killer. He had other, more pressing matters to a tend to.

Chapter three

Back Home Again