The Hallowed One

Wrapped in the authority of the Almighty God, Emunah stood gallantly atop the mountain and surveyed the city below.
Humans...busy fretting about their jobs and responsibilities. He watched as their irritations and mounting frustrations summoned the activities of the evil principalities. He watched as Their negativity beckoned invocations for the dark rulers to bind and blind them along life's way. Emunah furrowed his brow. Oh how he wished they had the knowledge of sight and the secrets of discernment, however that knowledge had long been dissolved over the centuries due to the strongholds of their own unbelief. Still, it was his wish for the peoples and it was by that very compassion FOR them that he waged war to fight so valiantly to free them.
He straightened and girded his heavenly powers to achieve the task he had been given. His "assignment" was now driving northbound on the 15 in her little silver sportscar. Kelly. Her name translated means, "Warrior". He smiled recalling the day of her human birth on this earthly plane. Born on Sunday, child of bliss. He closed his eyes to savor the preciousness of the moment. Her delicate little fingers, her bold lioness spirit, how he loved her so.
Suddenly, a flash interrupted his reverie. The familiar plumes of black and grey smoke streaked the morning sky, leaving an oily residue in it's wake. It then plummeted downward with a fierce trajectory towards the sportscar. The angel stiffened with recognition. It was Ashenrath, the demon of the 333rd, of whom he remembered well from battles past. This particular
emissary of the underworld, gains it's access through portals made by the frequencies of specifically plagued musical chords. Dissonance . Humans call it Tritones. It became clear to Emunah that these exact discords were being played in the moving vehicle, which was now the prime target by unseen evil forces.
From the pinnacle of the mountain top, the heavens declared a brilliant light which was invisible to the 3rd dimensional earth bound creatures . Emunah spread out his massive wings for flight. His gleaming sword which glowed like burnished bronze was thrust forward in a golden blaze of holy light. He soared forth with righteous vengeance, to sever the power of the adversary and to protect his precious assignment. The word, "Faithful" was seen emblazoned upon Emunah's forehead and grew brighter and brighter , spewing forth shards of fire as he drew near the vehicle.
Ashenrath had succeeded in attaching his smouldering talons into the base of Kelly's spinal cord and was preparing her body for an uncontrollable jerk of the steering wheel. He had been waiting for this moment with extreme anticipation and he couldn't wait to see her car flip and burst into flames. His seething hatred of her empowered his own clutches, as he dug deeper still with an even mightier grip. He would be well rewarded for this, because she was one of the Elect marked with The Seal . He paused to sneer at her utter stupidity. She unknowingly ushered him in, SHE did it and it was now contractually sound within the spiritual domains. Oh, It was a delicious moment. He flicked his tongue to lick the pus from his jagged teeth and paused to imagine the ceremonial proceedings in which he would receive the honor from the Prince of the Abyss himself. He imagined walking slowly in procession to receive the gift of expanded new territories in which he would govern and no longer be enslaved to such a small city, such a tiny prison. ALL would see and be filled with envy. He began drooling,
"I accept this honor o my dark lord and I...........I........." ...without warning, his huge yellow eyes were now burning like acid. He screeched a shrill multi-voiced chord which could be heard as far as the ends of the earth. He recoiled and unhinged his claws to cover his own head now gaping open and writhed with agonized pain.
The last thing Asheroth the 333rd heard was a voice of thunder speaking his name and commanding him with holy authority to be sentenced to the burning pit for judgement.

A powerful, sulphuric odor suddenly filled her entire car. Kelly grimaced and immediately switched the rounded knob for air conditioning. She fanned her nose to dissipate the sudden stench, laughing a little about it's intensity. She reached over again and rotated the knob to high. Unyielded, she continued along happily singing to the popular tune on the radio and drumming her fingers to the hard hitting beat and... to the emitted Tritone frequency. She continued driving, completely unaware of the spiritual dangers from which she just emerged unscathed.
This time, at least.