It was a beautiful Winter day in the City of the Birds.
A bird sang.
The snow looked so white and clean.
Then it came.
From the very pit of Hades.
Shooting fire.
Oozing fire.
A demon ,
A horrible demon.
Snow melted near it.
It started down the main street.
The flying beast tried to stop it.
Fire met fire.
The beast lost.
That which is but is not tried to stop it.
It failed.
The lady with the firestick tried and failed.
Together they failed.
Then it spoke in a horrible voice.
Words I should not understand.
But I knew the meaning.
" I can not be defeated"
" I will take what is mine".
" You have no power to stop me".
" No where on Earth is that power."
But ………