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"Sensus Divinitatis"Written By: The Plotting Housewife Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai, Sotsu
and associated Parties. This work is written for pleasure not profit. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements,
Ghosts, Demons, Apocalypse, Major character death, blood, gore, violence Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x6 Summary: It begins with a prophecy and ends with
Judgement Day. What happens in between will determine the fate of
the human race. The murders of the Gundam Pilots was only the catalyst.
The beginning of the end. " Sensus Divinitatis" Chapter 11: June 23rd, AC 206, 12:23pmUne hung up with Sally after telling her to stay at the hospital. She'd sounded spooked when Dr. Bensen's name came up. Sally wasn't easily spooked and that set Une on edge. Something strange was going on and she was chomping at the bit to find out what. Too much was happening all at once and Une felt powerless, out of control. She despised that feeling. She had no clue what Cambridge meant when he'd said there was an attack. There was so much chaos when he'd called her, on both ends, and Cambridge hurriedly disconnected the call before Une could learn anything useful. There'd been no communication since. Now, there was the press to deal with. Sillian, that shit, had done exactly what Une warned her not to do, and now the bitch didn't even have the decency to answer her calls. Granted, the press conference didn't happen when they'd planned, but Une was confident they would be able to get one out on rotation within the next couple of hours. And why was Cambridge going to the hospital? The VIP protocol when a security crisis was declared was to head to a remote location in the Swiss Alps. There, a fallout shelter, embedded deep within the mountains was where the leaders from the European nations met when a chemical, biological, or nuclear threat occurred. Its coordinates were highly classifed and only reachable by hovercraft. A holographic projection of a snow-capped mountain top concealed the helicopter landing site. Its electrical system ran solely on renewable energy sources like solar, wind, and water. It had its own contained wireless server, virtually unhackable from the outside. So why the hell wasn't Cambridge on the first aircraft heading over there? Why was everyone acting so weird? Had the world gone completely mad? Une spun in her chair and kicked the metal filing cabinet next to her desk. It tipped briefly onto its side, then righted itself. "Billings!" Une bellowed. The woman scurried in, looking flushed and stressed. "Yes, Sir?" "Have you reached Sillian yet?" "No, Sir." Une cursed. "Keep trying. I don't give two shits in a barrel how busy she is." "Yes, Sir." Une turned her chair in a full circle. Cambridge should have reached the hospital by now. With any luck, he'd be call - Her vid phone beeped and Une leaned forward to flip the switch. "Prime Minister?" "General. I'm here at the hospital. What's happened? I just spoke with Dr. Po. She said the media just reported on the Gundam murders?" "Yes. I'm trying to contact ESMO as we speak. Ms. Sillian has yet to respond." "Alright, let me deal with her." "What's this attack you were talking about? Who attacked? What's going on?" Cambridge looked uneasy. "It's difficult to explain." "Can you at least try?" Une asked, exasperated. "General...there's things happening right now that aren't easy to verbalize without sounding ludicrous." Une waited. Cambridge threw up his hands when he realized Une wasn't letting him off easy. "There are...forces at play here..." "Forces." "Yes. Forces meaning, something we aren't accustomed to dealing with." "Who isn't accustomed to dealing with what?" "People, General. Human beings." "Are you insulting my intelligence, Prime Minister?" "No! No, I'm -" Cambridge stopped, grasping for the right words. "Is this channel secure?" Une rolled her eyes. "Of course it is!" Cambridge sighed. "Okay, look..." He leaned forward. "There are forces at play, of a...supernatural nature." Une stared at him. "Is this some sort of joke?" "General, I wish it was, but I'm afraid not." "So, you're telling me that you were attacked by ghosts?" She made a helpless gesture with her hands. "No, not ghosts. At least I don't think so." Une raised an eyebrow. "Okay...?" "More like demons." "Okay, Prime Minister. I think we're done here. Call me back when you're ready to discuss serious issues." "Wait, General." Une's hand paused over the switch. "Please, I know it sounds ridiculous and I know you think I'm nuts, but I assure you, this is serious. This is really happening and quiet honestly, I'm terrified of what's to come." "Prime Minister, with all due respect, I don't know how you can honestly expect me to believe Earth Sphere Unified Nations was attacked by demons. What am I supposed to do with this information? Call an exorcist?" "I only wish that were possible." "Goodbye, Prime Minister. I'll talk to you soon." "Une." She paused again. "What?" "Please be careful. I know you don't believe me now, but soon you will. Review ESUN's security footage of the attack. You will see there is something beyond human capability going on here. And these attacks will spread and I'd imagine Preventers is high on the hit list as well. The quakes will continue, too. This has been in the making for a long time." Cambridge shook his head, looking down. "I'd hoped, wished, it would never come to pass, but the pieces are beginning to fall into place." He looked up, his eyes sad. "The murders of the Gundam Pilots and Ms. Khushrenada have created a domino effect and I'm afraid things are going to get much worse." "What the hell are you talking about?" Cambridge slammed his hand down on the table so hard, Une jumped back in surprise. He hissed into the camera. "I'm talking about Judgement Day, General. We are living in the end times and it's only a ma -" The connection cut and the phone screen went dark as the signal was lost. Une stared at the phone for a long time, utterly confused. "What the fuck did I just hear?" "Sir! Sir, I lost the signal to ESMO. I don't know what happened, but it went down. It was working, but now there's nothing coming out. I can't get through." Billings came rushing in, out of breath. "Ugh. Typical. Alright maybe it'll come back. Keep an eye on it. I want to speak with Sillian, asap." "Yes, Sir." Une woke her computer and located the surveillance footage for ESUN's Headquarters. She connected to the corresponding satellites and waited for the feed to load. After a few moments, a blip shot up the screen and then settled. It split, automatically separating the multiple signals into different camera angles. Une watched as hundreds of ESUN employees, both civilian and military, milled about. They strolled across hallways, in and out of offices and elevators, carried folders and files, talked on cell phones, shot the shit at each other's desks. The camera in the far left corner flashed, static scrolled up from the bottom, then it flashed again. It was the camera pointed at the main entrance. Une peered closely at the screen as the automatic doors swished open and Heimlich Bensen walked in. He stopped just inside the entry and stood unmoving for several minutes. Then, his head turned to the side and his chin lifted, staring right into the camera. Une shivered as she got the feeling he could actually see her, even though she knew this moment had already occurred. She glanced at the camera's recorded time. It read 10:23am, just over two hours ago. Thirteen minutes before she was supposed to call Cambridge back to tell him she was leaving. Cambridge had called her around 10:29am and informed her they were under attack. She'd been unable to get a line though to the complex since then. She watched Bensen closely as he stared into the camera, though every nerve in her body was screaming at her to turn the monitor off. The man's lips turned up at the corners. Dark, shadowy shapes materialized on either side of him. Four of them, to be exact. Two on each side. They flanked him like loyal guards and made no move to advance further into the building. It was almost as if they were waiting for an order. Une squinted and strained her eyes, trying to decipher any details, faces, features, but there were none. Only vague humanoid shapes. She could see right through the partially translucent forms to the walls and door behind, distorted, even though they appeared two dimensional. People walked right through them, unseen. They didn't even seem to notice Bensen standing there, still staring into the security camera. A second later, Bensen's arm rose, his index finger pointed forward, the other fingers curling into his palm. His mouth opened, wider than any human could possibly do without unhinging their jaw. It transitioned into a black, gaping maw, unleashing what looked like a dreadfully ear-curdling scream. Une was absurdly thankful the security cameras didn't have mics. With that gesture, the shadows moved, into the crowds of people. The workers began dropping like flies, swiftly cut down by unseen figures. Torsos were slashed open, throats cut, necks broken. Within a few seconds, the lobby was empty but for the dozens of bodies left behind. The camera winked out and Une's eyes shifted to the one beside it, watching the same ghastly scene play out in the waiting area. When that screen darkened, it repeated on the next screen, then the next, until every single camera had recorded the grisly slaughter of every person unfortunate enough to cross the path of those - those creatures. The last video feed went dark and Une sat, paralyzed with terror. She raised a fist to her lips and pressed, not knowing what the next course of action was. She nudged her computer monitor back on, rewound the footage, and watched it again, her mind desperately trying to find a rational explanation. The second time only unnerved her more. Une turned her head to her open office door. "Billings?" Her voice wavered with uncertainty and fear for the first time since this all began. Billings stepped in the office, looking alarmed at her boss' sudden change in demeanor. Une finally raised her eyes from the darkened monitor and spoke in a shaky, raspy whisper. "Get everyone in my office for weapons' detail. Now."
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