Johnny Angel: Demon For Hire. Chapter 3. Karl Kurgan. Poem by Shaun Cronick

Well, well, well! Look what Hell's cat dragged in,
Look how far the demonic mighty have fallen.
Lucifer's veteran general of The War in Heaven,
What interests you on Earth for you to call in...

Johnny Angel: Demon For Hire. Chapter 3.
Karl Kurgan.

Karl Kurgan! No! The infamous human living legend,
The only human ever trained by an Archangel.
The only human gifted weapons by an Archangel.
The only human bestowed powers by an Archangel.

Three Archangel's to be more deadly accurate,
Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer's most feared,
Azeal! The deadliest Archangel of them all,
My one time brothers I did once hold revered.

Archangels are Heaven's most terrifying weapon,
They are all simply and forever absolute!
And now they all fearlessly stand before me,
In the body of this human they did recruit.

So what brings Lucifer's general to Earth,
I will just simply read your demonic mind.
Ah! The Black Runestones and The Talisman,
Are the dark treasures you seek to find.

Damn him! He read me like a children's book,
He knows now what I journey to seek.
And now he throws me a diamond sword,
But the outcome for me will be bleak.

Fight general or shall I call you Jonzeithiu!
Damn him again! He knows my real name.
Fight me now you just might get lucky,
Die I surely will but I'll fight him all the same.

The diamond sword in my grip feels ecstatic,
The War in Heaven memories flooding back.
But I cast them out to stay sharp and focused,
Then I lunge forward beginning my attack.

He parries my deadly swing away effortlessly,
As if just shooing away an annoying fly.
Never ever striking at me just deflecting,
Ever blow, slope, faint and thrust I try.

With a mere flick of his wrist I'm disarmed,
Then like a blur he kicks me to the ground.
His diamond sword pressing deeply in my neck,
Do it! For in me no mercy begging will be found!

You fought well! As I try to read his mind,
The best I've seen! And I have ever let live!
Then he extends to me his outstretched hand,
As I take the hand of my belligerent combative.

We eternally stare at each other then he speaks,
Those accursed dark treasures of which you crave.
The Black Runestones and that damned Talisman,
Are possessed by creatures from beyond the grave.

I see in your troubled mind an honourable quest,
Knowing what you will do if they're ever to be found.
And what you so yearn to extract from Lucifer,
For you would die trying on their unhallowed ground.

So many many clutch so tightly what you seek,
Druids, vampires, necromancers and witches.
And many more monstrosities you will have to kill,
For they'll never easily surrender evil riches.

So let me point you in the right direction,
And for Heaven's sake demon change your name.
Something a little more divine and trustworthy
As you walk among all of us on God's domain.

So where does one choose to begin to venture,
Go to southern Germany the dark Black Forest area.
For you to retrieve your first Black Runestone,
You'll have to battle The Blood Witches of Bavaria...