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Author note: this is another of my old stories written around 1999. It is set in the year 1999.

 The Four Goddesses of the Apocalypse Prologue

        

They appeared out of nowhere, four goddess, each a mile tall. One of them stepped forward. She was a blue eye blond and was wearing sinning armour.

 "I am conquest." She said. She then proceeds to conquer Humanity. People tried to resist but they were no match for her.

 A second goddess then stepped forward. She had brown hair, her armour was blood stained.

"I am slaughter. " She said. She then followed in conquest wake. Slaughtering everyone she came across.

 The third goddess stepped forward. She had stringy dark hair and brown skin. She looked thin.

 "I am famine." She cried. She then proceeds to the farms of Humanity and ate all the crops and livestock. When farmers objected to her presence, she ate them and made their farms a wasteland.

 The last goddess then stepped forward. She had a skull like face and very pale skin.

 "I am death." She said. People who managed to survive encounters with the other goddess, did not survive death. Only corpses were left in her wake.

 

         A voice then came out of heaven.

         "If Humanity does not mend it’s ways, these four goddess will bring the apocalypse upon your

         world. Prepare for the end times."

 

         Father Orson eyes flew open. He realised he just received a vision and a warning. A warning

         he felt Humanity would probably ignore.

         Chapter one  

         "The bible says we must be prepared for the Second Coming of Christ of all times. But the

         World is ignoring the ways of the lord. If you were judged today, would you be along the

         saved?"

         "Who cares?" Tom Green thought to himself. For the last several weeks, Father Orson had

         been on this judgement day kick. Tom and the rest of the congregation were getting sick of it.

         After mass was over, Tom went to father Orson and said;

         "You really should get off this judgement day kick. We are getting sick of hearing about it. Besides

         to be honest with you father. I commit so many sins when I'm on the Internet. There's no hope for

         me."

         "You know what the bible says; "if your hand causes you to sin, cut it off."(Mark 9:42) "

         "I rather die than go without my Internet fix. Besides you make it sound judgement day is right

         around the corner."

         "Three weeks ago, I received a vision. If Humanity doesn't change it ways, four women, each

         one a mile high will bring the apocalypse upon the world."

         Tom couldn't believe his ears, could father Orson be a giantess fan?

         "Well father, I for one would welcome the arrival of mega giantesses."

         "You're mad. They're coming to destroy us."

         "You had a vision, and you're calling me mad?  Good bye father."

         "Forgive him Lord. He does not know what he doing."

 

         Gabriel looked at the world below him with pity. But he had his orders. He got out his trumpet.

         His trumpet blast was heard around the world. People tried to identify the source of the sound,

         but with no luck. Little did they realise that judgement had been passed on humanity. And that

         the angel Gabriel was announcing the start of the end times.

 

         Tom was on the net, when he heard the trumpet blast. He was visiting his favourite GTS board.

         He loved reading about mega giantess/goddess and looking at the collages which always

         featured beautiful woman.

         "Too bad, mega goddesses don't exist." Tom though to himself as signed off for the night.

 

         Tom Green was in the middle of a typical Monday mourning commute to work. When a flash of

         light appeared a few miles ahead of him. When the flash disappeared a towering figure, was

         left in its place. She was a beautiful blue eye blond, wearing sinning armour. What really

         caught Tom's and everyone else attention was her height. He had never seen a mile tall

         woman in real life before.

 

         Tom pulled off to the side of the road. He figured he was dreaming and besides his eyes kept

         drifting to that goddess.

 

         After looking around, the gigantic blond began to speak.

         "I am Conquest. I am here to conquer your world. You will obey me."

         The people at her feet were in a fowl mood. Not only was this so called goddess making them

         late for work, by blocking several roads. She was asking for their obedience as well. A crowd

         of frustrated commuters got out of their cars. They started to yell insults at Conquest,

         demanding she go away. Police started to arrive on the scene, to try to get people away from

         Conquest but it was too late. For the goddess had heard the commuters, and she didn't like

         what she heard.

         "You dare to insult me! You need a lesson in manners."

         She then began to pick up crowds of people in her hand. They tried to resist, but it was no use.

         She lifted her hands to her face. They were filled with terrified people.

         "I could crush you to death. But I prefer live subjects. You have a choice, serve me or face my

         wrath."

         Most of the people in her hands pledged the loyalty to her. The few that didn't were crushed

         out of existence.

 

         While this was going on an army of cops came on the scene. They tried to talk to conquest,

         they explained they wanted law and order. Maybe they could work something out. Her

         response was to laugh at them.

         "You just don't get it. I and my fellow goddess are law and order."

 

         Mayor Walter Roman was having a bad mourning. He was getting much of the blame over the

         latest cuts to services, in the last budget. Then came the phone call, from the police.

         "Who's causing a disturbance? All right, I'm coming, it gives me an excuse to get out of the

         office."

 

         Conquest stood where the Halifax Shopping centre used to be. She was trying to decide,

         wither or not to head for the down town or go conquer the local military bases.

 

         Walter couldn't believe his eyes. A beautiful blond mega giantess was in his city. He would

         have to do something about that.

         "What are you going to do about her?"

         Walter turned around to see who had spoken. The premier of Nova Scotia had arrived.

         "I don't know sir. Ask to leave I guess."

         "It's worth a shot."

 

         Walter then picked up the megaphone.

         "Can we have a word with you?" he asked.

         Conquest looked at the people at her feet.

         "Are who, are you?"

         "I am Walter Roman, mayor of the Halifax Regional Municipality."

         "And I'm Tom Bonehead, premier of Nova Scotia. You're causing loss of life and property

         damage by going through this fine city. Would you mind going to an uninhabited area?"

         "I gave Halifax the honour of being the first city to be conquered by me and you’re complaining?"

 

         "No body conquers my city while I'm mayor." Walter vowed.

         Conquest response to this was to crush Walter and Tom out of existence.

 

         Tom wasn't sure, what to make of the Mornings events. It was either a dream come true or a

         nightmare. He watched her pick up crowds like they were toys. He thought about making his

         presence known to her, but was too shy. Instead he decided to head for the nearest Tim

         Horton to get coffee. He wasn't a 100 percent sure he was awake yet.

 

         Tom arrived late for work at Infoplus. Larry Stone, his boss, had a hard trouble believing his

         excuse. Although he was far from the only one to use Conquest arrival as an excuse to be late.

 

         "Do you really expect me to believe, there a mile tall woman, running around? I should fire you

         all. But I don't have time to hire new staff. Get on those phones now."

         Tom got on the phone. His job was to call up companies or private homes and ask them to do

         surveys.

 

         About an hour into the sift the power went out. Since the numbers he was calling were on a

         computer screen, work came to a halt. For the first time, people in the call centre heard the

         sound of battle. Rushing to the window overlooking the harbour they saw Conquest fighting

         three navy destroyers. The navy was pounding Conquest with everything they had. But nothing

         seemed to penetrate her armour. In a rage Conquest when after the ships and destroyed them

         one by one. Then she destroyed the HMC Dockyard. Then she turned toward downtown

         Halifax, and said;

         "I should destroy you, Halifax for attacking me. But I'll let my fellow goddess Slaughter take

         care of you."

         She then eyed her next target, CFB Shearwater across the harbour.

 

         "Who the heck is Slaughter?" Tina asked. Tina was a fellow employee at Infoplus, and a nice

         looking brunette.

         "I'm not sure but I'm not going to hang around to find out." Tom replied.

         "If you leave, you're fired." Larry Stone said in a firm voice.

         "With all due respect Mr. Stone, this job isn't worth dying for."

         "He has a point sir. People aren't going to be interested in doing surveys when the world

         getting destroyed around them."

         "Do you want to get fired too, Tina?"

         "I'll save you the trouble, I quit."

         "Get out of my sight, both of you."

 

         After leaving the still blacked out building, Tom turned to Tina and said,

         "Thanks for sticking up for me."

         "You're welcome Tom. I've felt Mr. Stone been a jerk for a while. But what are we going to do now?"

         "We?"

         "You don't want me around?"

         Tom blushed. He liked Tina, but since he was 5'8'' and she was 5'10'' he didn't think she was

         interested in shorter guys. Still, this was too great an opportunity to miss.

         "Well I'm used to being a loner. But I could use the company. We need to get away from the

         city. But I need to talk to father Orson first."

         "You want to make your peace with God?"

         "For the last several weeks, he been going on about the end times, and yesterday he

         mentioned something about four giantesses destroying the world. I think he knows what's

         happening."

         "Let me tie up some louse ends. And I'll meet you at father Orson place around seven."

         Tom told her how to get to father Orson place, then they went their separate ways.

 to be contiuned 

Chapter two

 

This is CBC six clock news with your host Tod Loud.

“Good Evening, a great disaster of massive proportions has struck the Halifax area. At least 300 people are known to be dead, with over a thousand missing. There are unconfirmed reports that the premier of Nova Scotia is among the dead. Witnesses have reported seeing a gigantic woman in armour thousands of feet tall. Authorities refuse to comment on these reports except to tell us, that all of mainland Nova Scotia is under a state of an emergency. Just over two hours ago, the Prime Minister and his cabinet, started a close door emergency meeting. They promise an announcement shortly.

 

This just in. The state of an emergency has been extended to southern New Brunswick. We are getting some frantic reports from CBC Saint John. Let’s go there live.”

Television viewers across the country could not believe their eyes. A beautiful blond woman in armour, was walking across the bay of Fundy. She was heading straight for the city of Saint John.

“These are live pictures. Judging from what, she did to Nova Scotia. Were assuming this is an attack?”

Closer and closer, Conquest came to the camera. It soon became obvious just how big she was. When she reached the harbour, only her bottom half was within the camera field of view. Without a care in the world, she began crushing everything within reach.

“This is Bob Frank, of CBC Saint John. As you can see from our camera on the roof she is not bothering to look where she stepping. Oh no, she going to step on us.”

A huge foot covered the TV screen.  Then there was nothing but static.

 

“We have lost contact, with our dear friends in Saint John New Brunswick. I fear they are probability dead. Stay tuned to this station for more giantess coverage. 

Tom waited outside Father Orson home. It was a few minutes to seven. He had spent most of the afternoon packing. He had a feeling he would be on the road a while. So he packed as many things as he could in his car.  He had called his parents during the afternoon. They were relieved he was all right. He promised to try to keep in touch with them.

 

Right at seven, Rita showed up driving her sports car. Like Tom she had also stuffed her car with essential items.

“Let’s get this over with.”

They knocked on the door. 

Father Orson was in mid prayer when he heard the knock on the door.

“Who could that be?” he wondered. He got up and opened the door.

“Oh, It’s you, Tom. Who’s your Friend?”

“Father Orson, this is Tina Blair.  We came here asking for your help.”

“How can I help you?”

“You mentioned to me yesterday that four giantesses were going to destroy the world. We need you to tell us everything you know about them.”

“Please come in, It’s best we talk about this sitting down.”

 

Once they were seated around the Kitchen table, father Orson began to speak,

“The world is being punished for its sins. The almighty has sent four goddesses to accomplish this task. Personally I feel the term Goddesses is blasphemy. But that what my visions calls them.  Conquest has already arrived, Slaughter will arrive Tomorrow, Famine the day after that, and finally Death will arrive three days from now. Each of these goddesses will arrive in Nova Scotia, then move elsewhere.”

“Do you know where there going?” Tina asked.

AI get the impression that conquest and Slaughter will fallow major highways and visit major cities. The Trans-Canada and interstate 95 come to mind for some reason. Famine will definitely visit farming areas. I don’t know what path Death will take.”

“Are there any safe areas we can go to?” Tom asked.

“I don’t know. It depends on God. Revelation, which talks about the end of the world, is not encouraging. “

“Well it’s clear, it’s risky to stay in Nova Scotia. But our funds are limited, where can we go?” Tina asked.

“I’ll think of something.” Tom Replied.

 

As Tom and Tina left Father Orson’s place, Conquest headed for Fredericton.  It was a short jog (for her) from Saint John. The military decided it was time to strike again.  A single f18 streaked toward Conquest.  Kevin Simpson then fired several air to air missiles at Conquest. He might as well throw pebbles at her.

Kevin Simpson seeing the air to air missiles were having no effect, decided it was time for more drastic measures. He aimed his f18 straight at Conquest’s face. Then he set a collision course, hoping that the impact his jet made, would hurt Conquest. Larger and larger Conquest appeared through the windshield. Then at the last moment Kevin ejected from his plane.  The plane hit Conquests right between the eyes, exploding in a fireball.

 

Conquest was taken by surprise, she stumbled and fell flat on her face. Cheers erupted from the city of Fredericton. (She was just a few kilometres of the city) These cheers turned to groans, when Conquest got up again, her face showing no sign of damage.

 

“I am not amused.” She said to the city of Fredericton.

“Will the premier of New Brunswick please show himself?”A When she got no response. She then said,

“If premier Bushman surrenders to me, I will spare the city of Fredericton.”

Moments later, a car carrying a white flag came up to Conquest’s feet. A man carrying a mega phone then got out of the car.

“This is Mike Bushman. Please spare my city.”

“Since you asked nicely. I will avoid going through the city. I return you must agree to become my prisoner.”

Mike Bushman hesitated. Being a prisoner to a goddess didn’t trill him. But if he could spare lives he would be a hero. Besides did he really have a choice?

“Very well. I agree to your terms.”

Conquest materialised a huge bag.

“Into the bag, Mr. Premier.”

With a heavy heart he walked into the bag. 

“I’ve got the premier in the bag.” Conquest cried.

 

Conquest then headed, toward the Trans-Canada.  When she got there, she headed west. Following the road, Her huge feet destroyed the highway in places. She then began to sing.

“Going down the road. Going down the road. You better get out of my way, for I’m going down the road. “

 

It was a driver worst nightmare. Conquest moved along at a thousand miles per hour.  Drivers had no time to get out of the way. Trucks, cars and buildings all got crushed under her feet. People tried to flee, but in many cases, Conquest arrived before they could do anything.

 

“This is Tod Loud, of CBC news. The prime Minister is about to make a statement. We now take you live to parliament Hill.”

The prime Minister of Canada stood in front of the assembled crowd of reporters.

“I want to thank you all for coming. This mourning a gigantic Woman of unknown origin appeared in Nova Scotia. This woman later moved to New Brunswick. She currently heading west on the Trans-Canada. We asked that anyone living with 12 kilometres of the affected highway to leave their homes. This order is in effect from Fredericton to Riviere-du-Loup. Let me assure you that were doing the best we can to deal with the situation. That is all I got to say.”

A dozen reporters tried to ask him questions. But he ignored them all.

 

When she reached Edmundston, she decided it was time to stop for the night. Making sure the bag was sealed tight. Conquest didn’t want her prisoner to get away.  She then made a pillow out of thin air.  Picking a spot on the edge of the town, she then lay down and went to sleep.

 

Mike Bushman did not like his ride with Conquest. The bag swung back and forth as she walked. Giving Mike motion sickness. When Mike realised, they had stopped. He tried to get out of the bag. But it was tied and the material was too firm for him to rip.

“Somehow I’ll get out of this bag.” He told himself.

 

When dawn came to Halifax, things were starting to get back to normal. People who pledged allegiance to Conquest began to feel foolish. There was even talk, of punishing them as traitors.  Then a flash was seen to the south of the city. A mile high woman quickly replaced this. She had brown hair and blood stained armour. Then she said the words that brought a chill to all who heard them.

“I am Slaughter. Prepare to die.”

 

To be continued

Chapter three 

Slaughter then began to slaughter, everyone in sight. The people of Herring Cove were her first victims. She crushed them in their car and homes.  There weren't very many people in Herring Cove so she quickly moved onto the city of Halifax.

 

Slaughter had several methods of killing people. Crushing people and buildings underfoot was her most common and effective method. Then there was the crowd grab, Slaughter would scoop up a crowd of fleeing people then crush them. Leaving an undefined  mess. In more playful moments she would pick buildings up and toss them great distances. As for her other methods, I talk about them later.

 

People who had pledged allegiance to Conquest began to panic. Slaughter was killing them as well. A group of them decided to approach Slaughter.

“Hey Slaughter. Your loyal subjects want to talk to you.”

“What about?”

“We pledged allegiance to Conquest. She said she prefers live subjects. Please let us live.”

“Wither you live or die, is decided by goddesses not mortal. Besides if you were true loyal goddess subjects you would willingly give your lives to me.”

“You bitch.” They cried.

Slaughter then crushed the whole group underfoot.

 

Larry Stone watched the cities get destroyed all around him. He had spent all his time and money over the past ten years building up Infoplus. He refused to let some overgrown bitch, chase him away. He was standing on the roof of the building when Slaughter arrived.

“Go no further. You’re not destroying Infoplus.” He cried.

Slaughter looked down at him. Then she looked at her long sharp finger nails.  She then sliced Larry in two with her finger nail.

“This is embarrassing.” Was Larry Stone last words, as his head and top part of his chest fell to ground.

 

While all this was going on, the federal government was in disarray. Calculations based on Conquest’s walking speed, showed she could reach the great lake’s region with a couple of hours. Or the north eastern US if she changed direction. Ottawa panicked when they realised a second giantess had showed up and Canadian soil. The Prime Minister begged the American President for help.

PM : “Our military is no match for Conquest. And now a second giantess called Slaughter has shown up we need help.”

President: “I can sympathise. But what makes you think our weapons can do a better job?”

PM: “You got a lot more firepower than we do. Besides, you got nukes.”

President: “Which isn’t an option at the present time. I’m assembling an attack force. When and where it will strike has yet to be worked out.”

 

It was 9 O’clock in the mourning, Atlantic Time, before Conquest stirred. She quickly got up and hit the road resuming her westward trek.  She noticed that the town of Edmundston and communities along the trans-Canada were now abandoned.  Then a few kilometres into Quebec she ran into a roadblock. Manned by most of the PQ government.  The primer of Quebec Lebeck Blockhead, picked up a megaphone.

“Let’s make a deal.” He said.

“What kind of deal?”

“We are willing to become your allies. If you’re willing to free Quebec from the prison of the confederation.”

Conquest frowned. Then she said,

“You want a free, and independent Quebec. If I free Quebec from Canada it will come under my rule, not yours. Besides it sounds like you’re trying to bribe me. I don’t like that.”

“In that case can you please turn around and avoid going through Quebec.”

“I can’t do that Mr. Blockhead. But I’ll tell you what I’ll do. I’ll take you with me.”

 

Mr. Blockhead tried to get away. But he could not out run Conquest. She picked him up and dumped him in the bag, right on top of Mike Bushman head.

 

The rest of the PQ delegation decided it was time to head back to Quebec City. They didn’t want to hang around. Neither did Conquest, she resumed her westward trek. Until she reached Rivere-du-Loup, then she fallowed the 20 (still the trans-Canada) south.

 

After some debate, Tom and Tina decided to go to Prince Edward Island. Tom argued that it probably  won’t attract the notice of the goddess. Besides, he always wanted to see Confederation Bridge. Mourning found them in New Glasgow PEI.

 

Tom listened to CFOX Charlottetown for the latest on the goddess. What he heard didn’t encourage him. Slaughter had already killed thousands in the Halifax area, and was showing no signs of stopping. Conquest was reported entering Quebec. Her intention’s uncertain.

 

“What’s up Tom? “Tina asked.

“Just listening to the news. Slaughter wiping out Halifax, we got out just in time. I feel like I’m living in a giantess story.”

“Excuse me?”

“I usually don’t admit this but I have a giantess Fetish. I used to go on the net on a daily basis, to look at the mega giantess board, and to visit some of the web sites.”

“I knew the net attracted weirdo’s. But it’s the first time I heard of giantess web sites. What are they like?”

 

“Depends on the site. Some feature gentle giantess other sites feature evil bitches. Some feature shrinking men, other sites show gigantic women. In short just about everything imaginable. Come to think of it. I bet some of my fellow giantess fans will put out the welcome mat for Conquest and Slaughter.”

“You can’t be serious Tom. I can’t imagine anyone being happy about have a mile high goddess going through their town.”

“Tina, my friend, there is plenty of people, who like goddesses. The question is, will they be brave enough to show it.”

 

This Canada Am with your host, Sally Cummings.

“Hi I’m Sally Cummings. Today on Canada Am we’ll talk about giantesses. My guest this mourning is Dr. Howard Boland. Welcome to the show  Dr. Boland.”

“Thank you, Sally. I like this show. The existence of Conquest defines the laws of physics as we know them. A

“What do you mean?”

“She should collapse under her own weight. She must weight millions of tons. Yet she has no trouble moving around.  Also, such a large body must need tons of food. But she has yet to eat. Also the larger, the creature the less body heat, it loses, she should be frying. She’s a one of a kind freak.”

“Actually Doctor. A second goddess was reported in Halifax this mourning. Slaughter the same size as Conquest.”

“Akk. These goddesses are going to put, us scientists out of work.”

By eleven a.m.. Slaughter had killed everyone she could find in the greater Halifax area. She then fallowed the 102 highway north. Slaughter visited all the villages and towns along the way. Killing everyone in sight. Just before Truro she brought out a laptop. The screen said;

Person’s Slaughtered

Day one: 280,937

 

“Not bad but I got a long way to go.” Slaughter then put the lap top away.

Turning west at Truro, she started following the trans-Canada. Slaughter started to get thirsty.  She got out a huge highway map. After looking it over a moment, she then picked up her pace. Bypassing the towns along the way much to relief of the inhabitants.

 

The city of Moncton, hoped Slaughter would pass them by. Their hopes were dashed when she stopped, just south of the city. Then she materialized, what appeared to be a huge juicer. Then Slaughter started grabbing people and putting them in the juicer. Their bodies were soon drained of blood. Blood gathered at the bottom of the juicer. Slaughter strategy become obvious, she was draining people of their blood. After processing (for lack of a better word) 30,000 people. Slaughter then brought the blood to her lips and drank it, spilling some of the blood on her armour.

Noticing how late it was getting, Slaughter hit the road, following the trans-Canada westward.

 

Conquest was also on the road. She wasn’t as mean as Slaughter. Don’t get me wrong, if you got in her way, you were stepped on. But her goals were different. Take Conquest Visit to Quebec city for instance. She could have wiped the whole city off the map. Instead she was content to destroy the legislature buildings and most of the downtown sparing most of the residential areas.

 

By noon time, Conquest had reached Montreal. All mourning, people have been trying to leave the city. (They rightly feared it would catch Conquest attention)But it takes time to evacuate a city of a million people ( not counting the two million people in the surrounding area) Most people were still stuck in the traffic jams, when she arrived.

“You’re not glad to see me? I’m insulted. Where the mayor? I want to talk to him. This city needs a lesson in manners.”

The mayor refused to see her. He didn’t want to suffer the same fate, as the other politicians who had meet Conquest. Instead he stunk out of the city by helicopter.

 

Feeling a little frustrated, Conquests proceed to destroy all the bridges and tunnels connecting the island of Montreal to the mainland and to the island of Laval. Then she destroyed the bridges connecting Lavel to the mainland. Now the only way in or out of Montreal was by boat or air.

 

Leaving thousands of crushed commuters behind, Conquest moved on. Ottawa being her next stop.

 

The American president and his top generals debated where to launch their attacks. So far all they agreed on, were that they should attack each goddess. But both goddesses were on the move. They had to predict where they would be next. While Ottawa, was the most likely target for Conquest, what about Slaughter?

 

General Goldwater looked at the map. Slaughter was currently in the Fredericton area. He looked at where she had been, and tried to imagine, where she go next. Then Goldwater had a hunch.

“Mr. President, I think I know where Slaughter going next.”

 

To be continued

Chapter four

 

Slaughter followed the trans-Canada westwards until she reached exit 191, the exit that lead to highway 95.  She then followed the 95 to the Canada/United States border. The border guards watched in terror as Slaughter got closer and closer. They had barely enough time to alert, Washington that Slaughter was invading the US, before Slaughter kicked the border posts in oblivion.

 

In nearby Houlton, Maine. Terry Burns watched Slaughter approach. Terry was a giantess fan, who didn’t like his fellow towns people very much. For years he had dreams where his hometown got wiped off the face of the Earth by a giantess.  Wanting to take advantage of the situation, he grabbed a megaphone, and headed for the roof of the nearby high school.

 

Slaughter was walking down interstate 95, when Terry shouted,

“GO, baby go.”

Interested, Slaughter changed direction, and headed for the town of Houlton. The townspeople were out raged. How dares one of their own encourage a mass murderess. 

“Come on baby, Wipe this town . . . “

Before Terry could finish the sentence, a sharp shooter had shot him dead. But it was too late. Slaughter had already noticed the town. She was being in a good mood.

“You shot one of my fans. I have very few fans. You’re dead meat.” The people of Houlton tried to get away, but Slaughter killed every man, woman and child in town.

 

The Prime Minister of Canada stood in front of the House of Commons. Against the advice of his advisors, he decided to face Conquest in person. As he expected, she headed straight for the Parliament buildings.

“I been expecting you.”

“So the prime minister of Canada is brave enough to face me.”

“I figured we could work something out.”

“You sound like Mr. Blockhead. I ended up bagging him. Why should you be any different?”

The Prime Minister frowned. This was not going to plan.

“We will stop you in the end.”

Conquest laughed.

“You don’t have the means. Do you know what I think about Humans?”

“No. But I have a feeling you’re going to tell me.”

“Humanity, never has there been a species so proud, so arrogant, with so little reason to be. Your accomplishments are so little, yet you think highly of them.”

“I won two back to back majority governments.”

“I was talking about Humanity as a whole insignificant fool.”

“We will nuke you if necessary.”

“It won’t work. Goddesses are invulnerable to A-bombs, H-bombs. Even the Morphers anti-matter bombs are incapable of destroying me.”

“The who?”

“That’s just another example of your ignorance, your world has no awareness of other universes. Or of races greater than your own. But I don’t have the time to teach you.”

“God will stop you.”

“You fool. You just don’t get it. God sent me and my fellow goddesses to this world. I was going to add you to my collection. But you’re too dumb and vain for my taste.”

Conquest then crushed the Prime Minister out of existence.

 

While this was going on people in Washington were planning their attack.

“Its looks like you could be right Goldwater. She is following interstate 95. I just wish you’re wrong about her destination.”

“Her goal seems to be to slaughter as many people as possible. It makes sense for her to head for New York via the New England States. Sir, do you think it’s possible to evacuate people within the danger zone?”

“Entire states are within the danger zone. There just too many millions of people to move. We need to wipe her out now. Here is where we’ll wipe her out.”

The president pointed to a spot on the map, not far from Bangor. 

 

An aide then burst into the room.

“We just word that Conquest has killed the Prime Minister of Canada. And is currently demolishing the Parliament buildings.”

“Tell our forcing to destroy Conquest, the instant she out of Ottawa.”

“Wills do sir.”

 

 After Conquest levelled the Parliament buildings, she then destroyed downtown Ottawa. While she was doing this, she noticed the fighter plans.

“Those fools.  Think they can destroy me. I’ll show them.”

Conquest then went out to meet them.

 

Twenty fighter planes and 30 tanks went out to meet Conquest. The planes fired missile after missile at her, but with little effect. All they seemed to do was blind her at times. The tanks were having even worst luck. Not only were the shells, bouncing off her armour. The tanks were getting crushed underfoot.  Within an hour, only the fighter planes were left.

 

The force sent against Slaughter didn’t do much better. It consisted of 80 planes, 10 attack helicopters and 60 tanks. Wave after wave of planes shot their missiles at Slaughter. Slaughter would then strike back at the planes destroying the ones that came too, close. She did the same to the helicopters which hovered around her like mosquitoes. This slowed her southward march, enough that the first of the tanks met her at Old Town, Maine.  The tank crews did their best, but it was no use. Slaughter crushed them one by one. By the time she reached Bangor, the tanks were in full retreat and the planes, rapidity running out of ammo.

 

This is CBC six clock news with your host Tod Loud.

“Good evening. The military currently engaged in battles with Conquest and Slaughter. Reports are sketchy, but early indications are that were lousing both battles. Conquest is currently fighting the military south of Ottawa while the battle of Maine is taking place in the Bangor area.

 

There is speculation that Slaughter’s goal, is the density populated areas of New England and possibly New York City. There are reports of panic, in the states of NH, Mass, RI and New York City. Officials refuse to comment except to plead for people to keep calm. Southern Ontario residents are also concerned except their threat is Conquest.”

 

It was evening, by the time slaughter finished fighting the US military. She continued her track, killing off, the people of Bangor, and the towns along the interstate 95. It was sunset, when she reached Waterville Maine. She was starting to get tried, and decided to spend the night here. But first she wanted to kill, a few more people. She did a belly flop on the town of Waterville, crushing the downtown, and serving shaking the remaining buildings. When the dust had settled, she got out her laptop. The screen said;

Person’s slaughtered

Day one: 602,756

 

“Less than what I was hoping for. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll slaughter over a million people.”

 

Meanwhile, Conquest was walking through southern Ontario, Heading toward Toronto. It was getting late, so Conquest decided to spend the night at Peterborough Ontario.

 

Gerald Graves couldn’t believe his luck. A mega goddess had come to his hometown. He always dreamt of making love to a mega giantess. Getting his gear ready he went into action.

 

Conquest was surprised to hear singing. She was even more surprised, when she realized the song was about her.

“Oh Blond beauty.

You tower over the countryside

My heart goes a flame, at the sight of your face

Oh great goddess

Can I be your lover?”

“I like the song. But I can’t be your lover. You might want to try it with some GTS-goddess sometime.”

“You mean GTS-Goddess really exist?” Gerald had read about them on the net.

“Yes, but I and my fellow goddesses of the apocalypse are superior to them. Good night Mr. Graves.”

 

“Mr. President. We have lost the battle. We have to make a decision. Should we try to evacuate, the people in the danger areas?”

“There no way, we can get them all out in time. And where can we put them?”

“Shouldn’t we at least try? If we start to evacuate now, we could save some lives.”

“Sigh. Give me a couple of moments. I’ll prepare an address to the nation.”

 

We interrupt our broadcast for a message from the president. We now take you live to the white house.

“My fellow Americans. I must bring you bad news. Earlier today our country was invaded by a mega giantess, one mile in height. Calling herself Slaughter. She is currently in Waterville, Maine. I wish to speak to you tonight, to assure you were working on stopping her. But as a precaution, were advising people to leave the fallowing areas.” He then went to a map behind him.

“In Maine, Kennebec, Sagadahoc, Androscoggin, Cumberland and York counties. In New Hampshire Rockingham and Stratford counties. In Massachusetts, the city of Boston as well as the counties of Essex, Middlesex, Worcester, Bristol, Plymouth and Norfolk.   The entire states of Rhode Island and Connecticut. We also feel that New York City and the surrounding area is also in danger. I know I’m asking a lot of the people of the people of these states, but I feel until Slaughter is stopped. It’s better safe than sorry. May God bless America.”

 

As one can imagine mass panic broke out in the areas named. Soon all the roads and airports were jammed with people trying to flee. Many of the rich people and some middle class people managed to leave the affected areas. While many of the poor were too poor to try to flee. Others didn’t bother running they felt there was no place beyond Slaughter or Conquest reach. Besides they didn’t want to leave their homes.

 

As the night went on, the fleeing people went to various places. Vermont and the more remote parts of New Hampshire proved to be popular along the middle class. Rich people tried to leave the continent altogether.

 

At the president mourning briefing,

“How is the evacuation going?”

“About 15-20% of the people in the evacuation zone have left. But roads leaving the area is jammed. Severely slowing the movement of people. Also, a large number of people are refusing to leave.”

“Are they nuts?”

“They don’t want to leave their homes, and feel no place is safe from the goddesses. At least in North America.”

“What Conquest and Slaughter Status?”

“Slaughter woke up, five minutes ago and is now heading south. Conquest is still sleeping, but could wake up any time.”

“This is just great. Another massacre is about to take place.”

“I’m afraid so Mr. President.”

“Well at least things can’t get any worst.”

Just then an aide burst into the room.

“Mr. President. A third giantess has just appeared in Nova Scotia.”

 

To be continued

 

Chapter five

 

Almost nobody expected her. Especially not the farmers of Digby County. Shortly after dawn she appeared. She was the same size of her fellow goddesses. Her hair was stringy and dark, her skin was brown. Unlike Conquest and Slaughter she wore no armour. Her thin body was plain to see.

“I am Famine, And I’m starving.”

 

Famine then goes on to the nearest farm. When she got there she, proceeded to eat all the livestock and crops. Then she moved onto the next farm. She moved eastward through the Annapolis valley.  Visiting every farm, she could find.

 

The McDonnalds watched Famine approach with dismay. Their fruit crop was far from being ready to harvest, and they didn’t want to louse it now.

“Go away. Our crop is not ripe. There is no food here.”

“I’m hungry.” Famine replied.

“Go elsewhere, you ugly bitch.”

Mr. McDonald just made a fatal mistake. Never, Never call a goddess ugly. Famine then grabbed McDonald and swallowed him whole. Mrs. McDonald ran into the house screaming. Still feeling pissed off, she picked up the house and ate it.

Famine didn’t like the taste of the house. She preferred to eat organic materials.  She continued her track east, until she reached a large belt of Dairy farms.

“Now this is more like it. I just love dairy products.” She began to feast.

 

There was a light drizzle falling in Waterville Maine. Slaughter barely noticed it, she was already heading south. Augusta Maine was her next stop. She was disappointed that the city was half empty. She destroyed the place anyway, and continued her southward trek.

 

Around nine in the mourning, Conquest woke up. She got up and stretched. Then she headed for Toronto.  People scrambled to get out of her way, for she made no attempt to avoid stepping on buildings or people.

 

When she reached Markham, she stopped. Toronto was within her sights, but to everyone surprise she wasn’t heading for the downtown. Instead she made a huge coffee cup appear out of mid air. It was 600 feet tall.

“Good mourning Toronto. I have a task for you. See this coffee cup. I want it filled with Tim Horton coffee. And I want it within an hour. If you fail to provide me coffee, I will level your city to the ground.”

 

Tom Sawbuck president of Tom Horton went to Markham to plead with Conquest. Saying an hour wasn’t enough time to fill her cup. And he pointed out that his employees would have a hard time getting the coffee in the cup in the first place. Conquest responded by adding ladders to the cup, and extending the deadline by two hours.

 

An army of Tim Horton workers then went back and forth, between their restaurants and the enormous coffee cup. Police blocked all other traffic, so the coffee people would have an easier time of it. Tim Horton in the surrounding cities and towns also pitched in. Still, despite having thousands of people pour in thousands of gallons of coffee. It was slow work. For people had to climb the many ladders to get coffee into the cup.  They barely completed the task in time.

 

Conquest then took a ship of coffee.

“This is good. “ She then downed the rest of the cup within two minutes.

“Would you guys like to be my permanent coffee makers?”

Upon hearings these words, half the Tim Horton employees dropped dead of exhaustion.

“Sighs you just can’t get good help these days. See you later.”

Conquest then headed west, going through the cities of Markham and Richmond Hill.

 

Slaughter continued her march south. Portland Maine was the next city to feel her fury. It got wiped off the map in minutes. Wanting to kill as many people as possible she didn’t linger in the southern Maine towns. Instead she just walked through them, leaving foot prints of devastation. She paused at Portsmouth NH. To make sure she destroyed the whole city leaving almost no buildings standing.  Then she resumed her southward trek along interstate 95.

  

“Hello. I’m Tim Armstrong. Reporting to you live from somewhere in the danger zone. As you can see, people are still leaving. All the roads are jammed with cars. Let’s go up to one.”

Tim went up to a blue Chevrolet. It held a family of four.

“Hello, my name is Tim Armstrong. And you folks are?”

“Were the White family. Man I should have left earlier. Never dreamed the road would be this jammed.”

“Are we going to be on the news Daddy?”Tammy white asked.

“You’re already are, little lady.”

Then the ground began to shake. Everyone turned to the north. Slaughter was approaching fast destroying everything in sight.

“That does it. Everyone out of the car. We are going to run for it.”

Tim soon found himself in a flood of Humanity. For everyone was abandoning their cars.  He tried fallowing the Whites for he interested in their fate. But he soon lost them in the crowd. Tim then turned his attention to Slaughter. She was stamping her feet a lot. The image of a person stepping on ants came to mind. Except it was people and buildings she was crushing not ants.

 

“Now I know what an ant feels like.” Were the words that came to Ms. White mind as she and her family. Which consisted of her, her husband and two kids, Sue and Mike tried to get away.  Slaughter was a lot faster than them though. Slaughter feet came crashing down, in front of them crushing dozens of people. The Whites got scattered. Slaughter feet came down again, crushing Sue and her daddy. Ms. White and Mike ran for a while, until Mike fell into one of Slaughter footprints. The print was deep, and Mike ended up breaking his leg on the way down. Ms. White climbed in after her son.

 

For some reason Slaughter, noticed the White’s in one of her foot prints. She bends down for a closer look.

“Ah, isn’t that sweet. You’re trying to help your son.”

“Leave us alone. A Ms. White cried.

Slaughter response was to slam her fist down on poor Ms. White and her son Mike.

 

Slaughter had a plan for the greater Boston area. She was noticing that her prey was getting away. She wanted to trap as many people as possible in the Boston area. She dug a deep trench, around the urban blob that was Boston and its suburb. This trench roughly fallowed the Yankee Division Highway. It was hundreds of feet wide and hundreds deep. This greatly slowed the stream of people, leaving the greater Boston area. Slaughter then went in for the kill. She brought out her Juicer.

 

Tom and Tina were seeing the sights. When they felt, the ground began to shake. Looking to the south, they saw Famine. She was going from potato farm to potato farm, eating all the potatoes.

“So much for you theory. That PEI would be too small to attract a goddess attention.”

“So I was wrong. Sue me. Although we should move on. We’re standing less then a kilometre from a farm.”

Famine was getting closer and closer. She looked like a mountain towering over the farms. Tom and Tina got into their cars and drove off, but Prince Edward Islands roads are not built for speed.  They didn’t get very far, before Famine was upon them. While Famine was after crops not people, that stop her from crushing people.  Tim watched in horror as her body appeared in from of him. He slammed on the brakes but ended up crashing into her ankle wrecking the car. Fortunately Tom only got a few scrapes.

 

Tina seeing Tom was in trouble, turned around and went to help him.

“Forget, what you got in the car we need to get out of here.”

“But we need those supplies.”

“Come with me now. Or be left behind.”

Part of Tom wanted to stay and watch Famine at work. But he also liked Tina, so he got in her car. Tina then drove off has fast as she could while Famine continued her feeding frenzy.

 

By mid afternoon, it was hard to tell where Boston had been. Not one city block was intact. And hundreds of thousands lay dead. Slaughter first act, had been to put 60,000 people threw her juicer, and then drink their blood. Then she went on a rampage sparing nothing. World famous universities and collages like Harvard and the Mass inst. of tech were destroyed in minutes.  Historic sites became history under Slaughter. But not a tear did, she shed.  Quite the opposite the more people she killed, the happier she became. 

When Slaughter was finished with greater Boston, she then fallowed the 95 to Rhode Island. Once there she destroyed the city of Providence. Then she resumed fallowing interstate 95 getting ever closer to New York City.

 

After lingering in southern Ontario for a couple of hours Conquest decided to resume her cross Canada trek. She headed north west, and after going through lake Huron she ended up in Saulte Ste. Marie. From there she fallowed the Trans-Canada westwards.

 

While this going on, Canada was without a real leader. The deputy prime minister was now in charge of the county. But he was too chicken to confront Conquest. Instead all efforts were made to help people who survived Conquest passing.

 

In the states, the American president the cabinet and his generals, debated their next move.

President: Should we launch another attack on slaughter?

Cabinet: “With what? Our last attack barely slowed her.”

Generals: “We have yet to use chemical weapons. Or our nuclear weapons on her.”

President: “There no guarantee these weapons would work. Besides she is moving through highly populated areas. The civilian casualties would be great.”

Cabinet: “Speaking of Civilians. What if Slaughter not satisfied with New York City?  The city of Philadelphia is not that far from her. It could be at risk.”

Generals: “Her goal seems to be, kill as many people as possible. Every large city could be at risk.”

President: ”I’m I supposed to tell the American people to abandon their cities?  We already lost Boston to her, not to mention many other smaller cities.”

Cabinet: “Tell the people to consider leaving the cities in the mid Atlantic States. We hate to bring this up, but what about Conquest and Famine?”

President: “They’re not on American soil.”

Generals: “True at last report, Conquest was in Ontario. Famine in the Maritimes.”

President: “We’ll let the Canadians deal with them. For Slaughter the greater treat to us.”

 

Slaughter paused for a break in New Haven Connecticut. She got out her laptop.

People slaughtered

Day 2 1,820,567

 

“Yes, I broke the million marks. And I’ve yet to reach New York City.” Slaughter then got up and resumed her journey. It was already three in the afternoon and she wanted to level as much of New York as possible by nightfall.

 

Conquest fallowed the trans-Canada westward. She acted like she was a tourist, causing relatively little damage. Expect when she went through cities and towns. People in the Prairie Provinces were surprised to see her. They didn’t feel they would be a target. The primer of Manitoba was actually in Winnipeg, was she arrived.

“Spare my province. “ The primer begged.

“No can do.” Conquest replied. She then added the primer of Manitoba to her collection. Conquests then went on to level downtown Winnipeg. Then she moved onto Winnipeg international airports. Which became toast after a few good foot stomping. Satisfied she headed west.

 

To be continued

Chapter six 

Of the seven million people that lived in New York City. Only three million were left in town when Slaughter arrived. The rest had managed to flee. New Yorkers watched in dismay as Slaughter approached from the east. The city of Stamford, and the cities to the north of New York, were the first to get destroyed. Then she moved onto Manhattan.

 

Slaughter was delighted to discover that most of the skyscrapers, didn’t even come to her knees. Even the world trade and Center towers the tallest buildings in New York came up too just past her knees. She treated it no differently than the other skyscrapers she crushed it, with her bare hands. When she got to the United Nations headquarters. The diplomats tried to reason with her. The secretary general of United Nations himself, went out to reason with her.

“There no need for this slaughter. We can find a diplomatic solution.”

Slaughter burst out laughing.

“You poor fools. Don’t you realize there are times when, might is right?”

“We at the United Nations believe in peace.”

“Here what I think of peace.” Slaughter then took the United Nations headquarters, and crushed it like was a cigarette. Then she crushed the secretary general who was too stunned to resist.

 

After she had finished crushing every skyscraper in Manhattan she then when to the Statute of Liberty. To Slaughter the statue was a tiny figurine.

“Hello, Shorty. Your reign over this city is over.” She then lifted the whole statute of the ground. Then just like she was throwing a baseball, she threw the statue of liberty, far inland. Slaughter then went to Brooklyn to resume the destruction of New York City.

 

It was just another day, in Danville Pennsylvania. Philip Morris was enjoying an afternoon in the park. He figured Danville was too small to attract a goddess attention.  Then he noticed the statue of Liberty coming right at him.

“What the F***” he cried The statute then crashed down in the middle of the park. Breaking into a million pieces. Philip and the town got buried in rubble.

 

Conquest was disappointed to find people trying to flee Regina.

“Don’t you people know there no where to run?” Conquest tried to find to primer of Saskatchewan but he had already fled.  Disappointed she moved onto Alberta.

 

When she got to Alberta a messenger came to her.

“Oh a great goddess. Please come to Edmonton. Your loyal subjects await your arrival.”

“A city actually inviting me to come? I gladly accept the invitation.”

 

Steven Black mayor of Edmonton was outraged that an invitation was sent to Conquest. It was bad enough that his city was crawling with GTS lovers. But to invite the enemy?

“Call the police. Those GTS lovers have gone too far. They demonstrated there against the Human Race. I want them thrown in jail now.”

 

When Conquest arrived in Edmonton. She found the city engaged in battle. With the anti giantess forces lead by Mayor Black winning.

“What’s going on here? Why are my subjects fighting?”

The mayor noticing Conquest for the first time went up to her and said,

“The invitation sent to you was in error. Your supporters have been shot and jailed as we speak. There is nothing for you here.”

“That’s what you think bub.” She then sent her fist slamming down the mayor spilling his guts all over the place. Then she joined the battle on the GTS lovers side. Within 30 minutes the battle was over with Conquest winning.

 

“All hail Conquest.” The victorious GTS lovers cried. They then began to worship her. Conquest was very flattered. She decided to spend the rest of the day in Alberta.

 

Evening found Slaughter in Long Island. She had a busy afternoon. Brooklyn and Queens took time to destroy, Then there were the many Long Island cities and towns. She got out her day planner. She had a busy day planned for tomorrow for she had to be in Washington, D.C. by the next afternoon, and she planned to wreck the cities along the way. She then headed for Staten Island, which had so far been spared destruction. When she got there, she cleared herself a place to sleep.  Then she checked the death count for the day.

 

People Slaughtered

Day 2   4,290,780

 

“May all my days be as productive. A Slaughter said to herself as she went to sleep.

 

Tom and Tina spent the night in what used to be a farm. Not one farm in Prince Edward Island survived Famine passing. Still, hungry Famine moved onto New Brunswick.

 

They spent some time listening to the news on the radio, but it was not encouraging. Alberta had gone pro goddesses. New Brunswick lost most of its farms to Famine within hours. Boston and New York City fell without the military firing a single shot. Not that it would have mattered, but Tom and Tina were started to feel that Humanity had given up hope, at least in North America. Then they began to discuss their own situation.

 

“What are we going to do now? Our food supplies are not going to last forever.”

“Hope, Famine spares some farms so we can buy food.”

“That’s sound like we need to get new jobs. But with the world going to pot, jobs are going to be hard to come by.”

“I just had a thought. Death is supposed to show up in Nova Scotia tomorrow. Maybe we won’t live past tomorrow.”

“That’s a depressing thought. But there’s nothing we can do about it.”

 

The American president debated his options. He could order that chemical and nuclear weapons be used on Slaughter. But they would kill thousands or millions of people. On the other hand Slaughter had killed millions already. If he did nothing, millions would die, anyway. Did he really have anything to lose?

“May the future generation of Humanity forgive me.” He then called up his generals. And ordered they to use their chemical weapons on Slaughter and if they didn’t work. Use nukes as a last resort.

 

Very few people were left in the New York City area, by the time the military launched their pre dawn attack. Great clouds of toxic gases were sent at Slaughter. This was fallowed up by trucks and helicopters spraying her with deadly chemicals.

 

Slaughter was not pleased she was sleeping soundly, when the attack began. The gases and chemicals irritating her and left a bad taste in her mouth. Slaughter got up and stumbled into the Atlantic Ocean. Further and further she went, until she got deep enough to wash off the chemicals, she had been sprayed with. Then she went back to Staten Island. The military gave her another dose of gas and chemicals. But other than irritating Slaughter, they had no effect.

 

General Whitewater was in charge of the operation. He watched the attack with dismay. Then he decided to call the president.

“Mr president, our attack using chemical’s weapon has failed. Permission to fire a H-bomb at her.”

“Permission granted. Good luck general.”

Whitewater then ordered his men to fall back. They were going to go nuclear. And they had to get out of the fallout zone.

 

Slaughter watched the military retreat. She thought about pursuing them but wanted to save her strength. Then she spotted a plane coming at her. Then the plane fired a missile

“What now?” Slaughter asked. Just as the H-bomb crashed into her chest and exploded.

 

To be continued

 

Chapter seven 

The night sky for miles around was lit up. Staten Island and every where else for miles around, got engulfed by a radioactive firestorm. When the firestorm passed, Slaughter was still standing. He armour had been melted into radioactive slag but she was intact, and very pissed off.  She removed the remains of her old armour. Then made herself a new suit of armour.  Since it was getting close to dawn she decided to stay up and began the slaughter. With luck she would catch the ones who ordered an attack on her and make them die a slow and painful death.

 

The Sun was still rising when Death arrived in Nova Scotia. Her face looked like a skull and her skin was very pale and thin. She resembled a skeleton covered with skin, although with her black cloak, it was hard to tell.  Like her fellow goddess she was a mile high, unlike her fellow goddess she didn’t have to touch people to kill them. Just being in her presence was enough to kill people and turn buildings into crumbling ruins.

 

The coastal communities of Guysborough County were the first targets.  She would sweep her bony hand over them and their inhabitants would die. Community after community bit the dust. The town of Canso (which is in Guysborough County) tried to resist her.

“It’s not our time to go. “ Mayor Tim Homer cried.

“Canso has been in existence since the early 17th century. It’s had a long enough life. It’s time for you to DIE!”

“NO!” the town’s people cried as the life was ripped from their bodies. Death then moved onto industrial Cape Breton.

 

The workers at Syco Steel. Watched Deaths approach. They have been dreading this day for a long time.

“Please give us, more time. “ They begged.

“Sorry, no can do. “ She then stepped on the steel plant crushing it flatter than a pancake. Coal mines were her next targets. She murders the miners and collapsed their mines. Then she killed off the inhabitants of Glace Bay, New Waterford, Dominion and Sydney. Satisfied Death then moved onto Newfoundland.

 

Conquest got up before dawn reached Alberta. She wanted to visit Vancouver and Victoria. But she was supposed to meet Slaughter at Washington, D.C. at noon eastern time. Getting out her atlas she looked at the distances involved. And decided British Columbia would have to wait for another day.  Conquest said goodbye to Edmonton, then started the long trek to Washington, D.C.

 

Famine having spent the night in the upper Saint River valley, headed for southern Quebec. While she walked, she visited every farm she came across. The diary farms of the St. Lawrence River got hit hard, as she moved south, toward greener pastures.

 

No mater how many cows, pigs or crops she ate, she never got full. Farmers wondered where she putting it all. But she didn’t know herself.

 

While, this was going on, the smart people were leaving Washington, D.C. They realized that being one of the most important cities in the world. They were bound to be a target. Reports of Slaughter moving south also added to those fears.  White house officials urged the president to get on air force one and get the heck out of Washington. But he refused to budge.

“Our attacks on her have failed. I must bare responsibility. I will stay.”

 

Slaughter was disappointed to find Northern New Jersey to be almost deserted.  Only a few thousand people were left to be killed. She had better luck in Philadelphia. Only half of the population had fled. She quickly went in for the kill. The mayor begged her to spare the city. Claiming that irreplaceable historic sites like Independence Hall was vital for the cultural heritage of the United States. Slaughter response was,

“Who cares. The US isn’t going to last much longer anyway.” She then proceeded to destroy the city. Within two hours there was nothing left of Philadelphia. Slaughter then moved south to Chester and from there Wilmington Delaware.

 

Conquest raced across the continent. Her route took her south east through Saskatchewan, the Dakota, south western Minnesota, Iowa, Illinois, then she turned east, toward Washington, D.C. She cut through the states of Indiana, Ohio and West Virginia.

 

Conquest did not stop to see the sights she kept on going. People and towns in her path had little warning of her approach. For her walking speed was around 1000 miles an hour. It was sheer luck whatever you lived or died. Take the Brown family for instance. Suzanne Brown decided to stay in the car, while her husband, Steve Brown went in the hardware store. While Steve was in the store, Conquest showed up. She crushed the hardware store along with several other buildings. Then she kept on going. Suzanne looked at the footprint in shock. Another 30 feet closer and she would have been crushed too.

 

Noon Eastern Time found Conquest in Northern Virginia, North West of Washington, D.C.

“Darn, I’m going to be late.” She thought.

Slaughter was Baltimore when the noon hour struck. She was digging a trench around the city to try to stop people from leaving the city. Her laptop computer buzzed.

“Is it that late?” she cried. She hated to leave but she was supposed to meet Conquest in Washington, D.C. And march hand in hand to the white house.

“Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back. “ Slaughter said to the people of Baltimore as she went to join Conquest.

 

The two goddesses meet in Wheaton Maryland.

“You’re late. “

“So are you Conquest. I don’t get it. Why the United States get special treatment? Only one of us is needed to destroy them.”

“True. But this way I get to lecture, humiliate and just plain teases them. I can’t wait to get started.”

Hand and hand Conquest and Slaughter headed for the white house.

 

The American president watched the goddess approach. Several of his generals were there with him.

“Mr. President I wish to get your authorization for ‘big bang’ in case the pentagon falls to the enemy.”

“Is that really necessary General Cold? Big Bang would wipe out much of Washington, D.C.”

“Slaughter will kill everyone in this city anyway.”

The president started to argue, but the ground started to shake. The goddess had arrived. They stopped a mere 200 feet form where he stood. General Cold sneaked off to the pentagon, while the president confronted the goddess.

 

“I am Gordon Horn, President of the United States of America. May I ask what your doing here?”

“We are here to punish and humiliate you. For far too long, Americans have acted like they have owned the Earth. They even consider their president to be the most powerful man in the world. It’s time for America to be destroyed or if you’re lucky turned into an insignificant country.”

“We do not deserve destruction. While I must admit, we consider ourselves to be the most important people in the world. America spreads the cause of Freedom and hope through the world.”

Conquest almost burst out laughing.

“Come on. Let’s be honest. The United States acts like a bully toward other nations.”

“That’s a lie.”

“Then why have bases through the world? Why did you get involved in the Vietnam war, the gulf war or bomb countries you don’t like? Libya and Yugoslavia come to mind.”

“We might have made mistakes. But that doesn’t give you the right to judge us. Only God can judge us.”

“I got news for you God has judged you and found you wanting.”

 

Before the president could respond, a news crew arrived on the scene.  A cute redhead reporter went up to Conquest and said;

“Hi, I’m Mindy Jones from Cannel 5 news. Can I interview you?”

“I’m already involved in an interview so to speak with the president.”

Mindy turned around and noticed the president for the first time.

“Hello. Mr President. Mind if I listen in on your talk?”

“All right. But remember who in charge around here.”

 

Slaughter was getting increasingly bored. She was starting to fidget. Then she could take it any more she had to destroy something or someone. The pesky news team was her first target. Without warning she moved around Conquest then crushed the news team underfoot.

“What did you do that for?” Conquest asked.

“I need to destroy something. Come to think of it, the pentagon is near by. I should make them pay for launching an attack on me.”

 

“I authorized the attack. Punish me instead.”

“I will Mr. President once Conquest is finished with you. But first the pentagon.”

 

The pentagon lay across the Potomac River in Virginia. Slaughter reached it in a moment walk. She looked down at the building. The people in the building looked back at her.

“For launching attacks on me I’m going to make you and just about everyone else for miles around a slow and painful death. What are you going to do about that?”

General Cold who had reached the pentagon. Replied,

“Big bang’ a go.”

The pentagon top secret plan in case the building fell to the enemy came into effect. An A-bomb hidden deep within the building went off. The pentagon disappeared under a mushroom cloud along with much of Arlington, and Washington, D.C.

“No. You can’t do this to me. A Slaughter cried.

“What did you do?” Conquest asked.

“Threaten them with a slow and painful death.”

“So they figured, Death by A-bomb was an easier way to go. Got to hand you Slaughter you got a reputation.”

“Don’t you have something better to do?”

“Well I plan to start a state governor collection and I plan to spend a lot a time in western Canada. By the way, I consider Alberta to be my personal property. I don’t want any other goddess touching it.”

“Fine. How are you going to kept Famine and Death out?”

“I’ll find and talk to them. See you later Slaughter.”

 

To be continued

Chapter eight

 

Father Orson was having a bad day. Correction he was having a bad week. He was fortunate enough to avoid running into any of the goddesses. But he had to deal with the devastation they left behind. Thousands of people needed help. Many of them asked why this happened. How could God abandon them? Orson tried to explain that they were being punished for their sins and that they should repent. They became angry.

“Why should we worship a God that punished us?” They cried.

 

Things went from bad to worst when news of the destruction of Washington, D.C. reached Nova Scotia. Many people were hoping that the Americans could turn things around. Father Orson, went to address the crowd.

“My fellow Nova Scotians. It’s time to turn to God.”

The crowd started to boo him. Then a voice said.

“There an alternative. “ Everyone turned to see who had spoken.  It was a tall man, dressed in black. His skin had a burned look and his eyes were full of fire.

“My name is Darrel. Have you folks considered going to the devil?”

The crowd was shocked. They were anti God but to worship evil?

“Think about it. God has already punished you for your sins. Why not make your time on Earth as pleasurable as possible. It not like, you could ever gain God forgiveness.”

“That a lie. A Father Orson cried.

“Let me put to you this way. Do you want to go to a heaven, run by the same god that sent the Goddess to punish you?”

“Don’t listen to the demon. A Father Orson pleaded. But his pleas fell on deaf ears for most of the crowd, dammed themselves that day.

 

The rocky windswept coast of south western Newfoundland was the first part of that providence to feel Death presence. The village of Rose Blanche was the first to go. Death then headed west to Channel Port Aux-Baques. A ferry from Nova Scotia had just arrived. Filled with people, who felt Newfoundland would be safe place to go. They were wrong. Death killed them, with a mere wave of her hand. After she finished off the town, she fallowed the trans. Canada north making frequent detours at costal communities.

 

Newfoundlanders were puzzled at Death presence. Newfoundland was a poor providence, with only half a million people. Other than great scenery and lots of wildlife, they had nothing a goddess could want. The mayor of Stephenville was brave enough to confront Death.

“Why are you picking on us?” He asked.

“You are poor, large parts of this providence have no future. Besides all mortals die eventually. It’s just your time, that’s all.”

“We do have a future. All we need is a chance.” The mayor replied.

Death didn’t give him a chance. She made him die, right on the spot. Then she turned the town of Stephenville to dust. Then she moved onto the next town.

 

By evening, the only parts of the island still inhabited by people were the Northern peninsula and the Avon peninsula. Death considered wiping out the city of St. Johns. But decide to spare it. She wanted bigger game. Death wanted to exterminate entire countries.

“The heck with North America.” She cried. Death then materialised a huge rowboat. It was two miles along, and thousands of feet high. Death got in and starting rowing toward Europe.

 

Slaughter returned to Baltimore. To find out that most of the population had fled. Only the slow and stupid people were left in town.

“I told you, you Humans. I would be back.”

She cried. The anger in her voice was plain to see. She then she destroyed the city leaving no survivors.

 

Slaughter then headed south following interstate 95. She went through the ruins of Washington, D.C. And its Northern Virginia suburb without stopping.  She briefly paused at Woodbridge, to kill a few thousand people. But no town really caught her attention until she reached Richmond.

The state governor was surprised to see her. And he tried to bargain with her which proved to be a waste of breath. Slaughter kills him, along with everyone else in Richmond before continuing her southward path.

 

Conquest felt she was looking for a needle in a haystack. While she managed to contact Death through her laptop and get her to agree to leave Alberta alone. Reaching Famine was another matter. Famine didn’t have a laptop computer. And Conquest didn’t know where to look for her. Already she had checked all the farming areas of Pennsylvania and New York State. Conquest wondered if she have to go with plan B. Build a fence around Alberta.

 

Checking the map one more time she decided to expand her search to Southern Ontario and Quebec. If she failed to find Famine, she would go with plan B.

 

Famine feasted on the Fruit and vegetable farms of southern Quebec. Then she hit the dairy and hog farms. Farmers tried to reason with Famine. But their pleas feel on deaf ears. A few farmers even tried attacking Famine. But their guns had no effect on her. So she ignored them.

 

One group of farmers she did not ignore was a large group of a thousand farmers that meet her on the Ontario/Quebec border. Unlike the others, these farmers had managed to borrow  a few tanks from the military, plus many machine guns. While Famine, could withstand being shelled and shot at. The numerous insults they threw at her were more than she could stand.

“I was only interested in your crops. But you jerks have earned death.”

Famine then started grabbing farmers and swallowing them whole. Out of the thousand farmers who had confronted her only a 100 managed to get away.

Famine then went to the farms of south eastern Ontario. She started to feast on their cattle, when she heard a voice say,

“There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.”

Famine turned around to see who had spoken. She was surprised to see Conquest.

“What are you doing here?”

“I came to ask you, to stay away from Alberta. I consider to be my personal property.”

“That’s just like you conquest. You’re so bossy. Besides how I’m I to tell where Alberta is? “

“You ask somebody. “

Famine laughed until her sides hurt. Then she said.

“I can never tell, what providence I’m in. And you know what? I don’t care.”

“Sigh. Looks like I have to put up that fence around Alberta after all.”

“You, do that. If you excuse me I got a lot of farms to devastate.”

 

Sunset found Slaughter in Savannah Georgia. She was disappointed in the number of towns and cities she was coming across. She began to question her fallow highway’s policy. Before going to sleep she checked the death toll for the day.

Person’s Slaughtered

Day 3  1, 867, 567

Night came to the Maritimes. Father Orson was resting in the remains of a park. When a beautiful female demon. Came up to him and tried to seduce him.

“Go away demon. I am a catholic priest.”

“You’re a man. You should be burning with sexual desire.”

“God and the people who fallow him will prevail.”

“Wake up father. My boss who you call the devil, have sent thousands of demons to Earth, to turn people against God. The goddess may work for God, but in reality they drive people to us. It’s one of the biggest backfires in the history of the world.”

Father Orson response was to throw holy water in her face. She ran away screaming.

 

Tim and Tina were sound asleep when Tim woke up suddenly.

“Tina wake up. I just had a vision.”

Tina did not like be wakened up.

“This betters be good, Tim.”

AI dreamt I saw God. He told me, Alberta going to become the promised land. It will be one of the few safe spots on the continent.”

“Tim, Alberta is thousands of kilometres away. Besides you were dreaming. Go back to sleep.”

Tim tried to get back to sleep. But the idea of going to Alberta won’t leave his mind. Sooner or later he would go to Alberta, with or without Tina.

To be continued

 

Chapter nine

 

“Welcome to CNN Mourning News for May 29, 1999. Goddesses continue to make the news. At last reports there are now four of them.  Death being the latest to arrive. Her first actions were to wipe out large parts of Nova Scotia and most of the island of Newfoundland. Death was last seen heading for Europe.”

 

“Famine is currently east of Lindsay Ontario. Attempts by farmers to stop her have failed. Doomsayers are predicting food shortages for the North American continent.

There are reports that Conquest plans to build a fence around Alberta. A formable task. People are asking does she intend to keep Albertans in, or keep outsiders out? 

Slaughter to everyone surprise spared the cities of Norfolk, Portsmouth and Chespeake which was evacuated in panic after Richmond Fell. The question everyone is asking is where will Slaughter strike next?”

 

“Where should I go next?”

Slaughter asked herself, as she looked over her ‘Goddess Road Atlas for North America’ and various population stats. She wanted to wipe out as many people as possible in the least amount of time. After thinking it over, she decided to hit the cities of Florida and Texas with a stop in New Orleans.

 

She then got up from the remains of downtown Savannah Georgia then headed south making as much damage as possible.

 

It was dawn when Death approached her goal the British Isles. The Irish coast loomed before. After centuries of conflict between Protestants and Catholics Death had come up with a final solution, total extermination of both sides. With great eagerness she began her task.

 

Western Ireland was the first to go. Death arrival took people by surprise. They had no time to flee, before death took their lives. The Irish country side was littered with corpses, some on the ground other in cars and buildings. In other word’s people died where they meet death.  The Irish President pleaded with death to spare her country, but her pleas were ignored. A few people seeing what was having to their countrymen tried to flee. But it is very hard to outrun a mile high goddess. In the end they bit the dust. Death then headed north to Northern Ireland. She treated them the same way as their southern cousins. She left no survivors.

 

After the destruction of Ireland, Death headed for England. The British Navy and Air force tried to stop her. But they where no match for her.  Death came ashore at the city of Blackpool. She then proceed to wipe it and everything else she came across off the map.

“Why are you here?” the British people cried.

“The British Empire is dead. It’s people should die.” Death responded.

 

Tom and Tina got into a fight at breakfast.

“Be reasonable Tom. It’s too far to go.”

“You believe in God Tina?”

“You know I do. But what’s got to do with anything?”

“I believe God wants to go. And I believe God would protect us.”

“I disagree. Besides your forgetting I own the car. I decide where we go.”

“Fine. I’ll walk there. With luck I’ll be able to buy a bike. “

“Are you nuts?  Do you realise how long it would take there? Even by car, it would take days.”

“True. And there no telling in what shape the roads are. Not to mention the availability of gas. I’m determined to go. With or without you.”

“You wouldn’t dare leave me. “

Deep down she was afraid that he would leave her. Tina was fond of Tom, and didn’t want to lose him.

“I don’t want to leave you Tina. But I feel I must go to Alberta. “

Tom then gathered up his belongings.  Kissed Tina goodbye and started walking down the road. Tina couldn’t believe her eyes. Tom was actually leaving her.

 

Tom was almost out of sight, when Tina’s resolve broke down. She got into her car and went after him. Tom was pleasantly surprised when Tina drove up to him and said,

“Do you need a lift?”

 

Conquest stood on the spot where Alberta, Saskatchewan and the Northwest Territories border meet.  She felt this place was as good as any to start building. She began to build the 4000-foot fence. She moved south along the Alberta/ Saskatchewan border. Conquest fences went through lakes, roads, farms and sometimes towns. It was not a solid fence. There were gaps in the bottom of the fence, big enough for people to go through, but small enough to keep goddesses out.

 

A few people objected when Conquest destroyed buildings to make way for her fence.  And people got mad when she blocked off Route 16, the trans-Canada that went through Edmonton. But Conquest ignored the protesters. A few even got crushed underfoot when they didn’t get out of her way.

 

The Queen of England, watched Death approach. Her plan was desperate, but these are desperate times.

“We wish to make a deal.”

“What’s making you think I’ll deal with a mere queen?”

“I’m no mere queen. But that’s beside the point. We are willing to do whatever you ask, if you spare what’s left of my subjects.”

Death laughed so hard, her bones shook.

“I am Death. Other than dying theirs is little you can do for me. You should have expected me years ago.”

“Why’s that?”

“The monarchy living on borrowed time. A thousand years of existence is long enough, don’t you agree?”

“The royal family will always exist.”

“That’s what you think.”

Death then swept her hand above the queen. Within seconds a pile of dust was all that was left of the Queen of England.

 

It was not a good time to be in Florida. Jacksonville was the first to get hit. Since most people didn’t think, Slaughter would go so far south. Most of Jacksonville 635,230 residents were still at home when Slaughter arrived. People tried to flee, but it was too late. Only a couple of thousand got out before the roads got hopelessly jammed.  Slaughter then destroyed the highways leading out of town, before destroying the city. A few desperate people tried jumping into the St. John’s River hoping Slaughter won’t notice them. Unfortunately for them, Jacksonville was built on both sides of the river. To get to the other side, she stepped in the river crushing everything below her. When it was over, only a few hundred people were left in town, too few to go after. Instead she headed for some of Florida’s other cities.

 

After spending all day on farms Famine was getting a bit bored of farm produce. She decided to head for a city to get some fast food.  Windsor, Ontario was her target. When she arrived at the edge of the city she made a huge plate appear out of thin air. Then she said in a booming voice.

“Attention Fast food joints. I am Famine and I want you to feed me. Deliver your burgers, pizza and fried chicken to the plate in front of me.”

People looked at her in disbelief. They felt she had her nerve going to a city asking for food, after she had destroyed so many farms. She saw that people were hesitating she then said,

“If you do not feed me. I will eat the people of this fair city. It’s your choice. Feed me or become my lunch.”

This shook people out of their hesitation. Within moments people started dropping food off on her plate.

 

While all this was going on. Angels watched with increasing concern.

Angel one: “Ever more people are abandoning God.”

Angel two: “Did they ever worship him in the first place?”

Angel one: “But there going to the devil. Those demons are driving people from salvation.”

Angel three: “Lately we have been getting prayers, begging that God spare the world. Call off the goddess.”

Angel one: “So what?”

Angel three: “I’m going to recommend to God. That he calls off the goddess, before he loses all of Humanity souls to hell.”

Angel two: “Good luck. I not sure God would care if all Humanity went extinct. They’re not his only children you know.”

 

Interlude

The Devil looked over his assembled demons.

“Excellent work boys. Our projection’s indicate that 98% of North Americans are going to hell. If current trends continue, the rest of the world will fallow North America lead, once they are visited by the goddesses.”

The demons erupted into cheers. The devil then raised his hands.

“Now get back to work, while I’ll gloat to God.”

 

Meanwhile, in heaven. The angel was doing his best to convince God to call off his goddesses. He wasn’t having much luck. Then the call came in from the Devil.

Devil: “Hey God, Humanity going to hell. Your plan has backfired.  Your goddesses are driving people to me and there nothing you can do about it.”

God: “That’s what you think.”

 

Conclusion

Tom and Tina drove toward Confederation Bridge in silence. They were hoping the bridge was still intact. Otherwise, they would have to take a boat to get off the island. Suddenly a 50-foot woman appeared in front of them.

“What the?” Tina cried as she slammed on the brakes.

The woman who was a nice looking brunette, went up to the car and said.

“Do not be alarmed. I am an angel of the Lord. I am here to tell you, there is no need to go to Alberta. “

“You mean that dream was a test of my fate?” Tom asked.

“No. God’s plan for Humanity has changed. “ The angel replied.

“Changed in what way?” Tina asked.

“God has recalled the goddess of the Apocalypse.”

 

Conquest having finished the fence along the Saskatchewan/ Alberta border moved to the Alberta/ America border. The people of Montana had mixed feelings about Conquest. They wanted to be separate from the Canadians but didn’t like conquest going through their backyard. When Conquest reached the point where interstate 15 meet the border her laptop beeped.  Puzzled she opened it up and read the following message

 

MISSION ABORTED. RETURN TO HOME BASE

Conquest face turned red with anger. She turned to heaven and shouted,

“This is outrageous. We have barely begun. I’ll return to base but some of the others may put up a fight.”

Conquest then disappeared into thin air, leaving her fence behind.

 

Father Blair watched Slaughter approach the city of Orlando and his church. He started praying for a miracle.

 

Orlando despite the terror of the past few days was full of tourists. Attractions like Universal studios and, Walt Disney World was too hard to resist. Besides Slaughter was curious to see what the fuss was all about.

 

Suddenly Slaughter laptop beeped. Puzzled she opened it up and read the following message

 

STOP THE SLAUGHTER. RETURN TO HOME BASE

“No. It’s too soon. I’ve only killed,” She paused to look up the figure.

“I’ve only killed 7,551,803 people. There are billions of people on this planet. I refuse to leave.”

Slaughter then stood their defiantly daring God to do his worst. Suddenly a huge hand came out of the heavens. Slaughter tried to run but she was the size of a doll compared to the hand. She got scooped up and carried way.

Father Blair watching the scene commented.

“I’ve heard of the hand of God. But I never thought I see it.”

 

Famine was still hungry. The people of Windsor Ontario were failing to feed her. She decided to go across the river to Detroit Michigan. Detroit was a larger city than Windsor perhaps they could feed her. She crossed the river, but before she could ask the people to feed her, a voice from heaven said,

“FAMINE IT’S TIME TO GO HOME.”

“Already? Well maybe it’s for the best. It’s near impossible to get a bite to eat around here.”

Famine then disappeared much to everyone relief.

 

Death moved through the Walsh countryside. She was finishing off the last people in Wales. She considered going to Scotland. But figured there were better targets out there. Then her laptop started beeping. She opened it up and read,

 

I DECIDED TO SPARE THE WORLD.  PLEASE COME HOME.

PS YOUR DEATH TOTAL FAR SURPASSES SLAUGHTER’s

“But God. I have barely begun. I was planning to visit Yugoslavia, the Middle East, Pakistan and India.” Death whined

“COME HOME NOW OR BE DRAGGED HOME.” God replied.

“But most of the Humanity race is intact. I beg you let me kill a billion people or two. The world will be better off.”

God was unmoved by Death pleas. She vanished very unwillingly from the world.

 

When people realised the goddesses were gone, they began to cheer. Father Orson and other priests gave thanks to God.  The more thoughtful people wondered about next time. After all over 60 million people died in less than a week. How many would survive the next goddess encounter?

 

The end for now