[ WP ] You are one of the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse . As the time approaches to wipe out all life on earth you have a change of heart and decide to lead a rebellion .

*My first time guys. Be easy on me, constructive criticism will be welcomed with an open mind. Thanks in advance. * 
 
 I could see them, all of them. I could see them in a way only I could see them. It's hard to explain my sight, it's one of my many talents. See, from one glance I knew exactly who they were, I knew them better than they knew themselves. These humans were different than the ones from our past. We had n't even descended upon them yet but my sight is far reaching. I knew what was down there, what was waiting for us. It was... not as I remembered. My brothers' gaze fell upon me waiting for my analysis. I motioned for our mission to begin. That's all they needed from me, no description no questions it was a simple yes or no. That was my job. 
 
 My brothers mounted their steeds and we began our descent. It had been millennia since our last ride and I could tell the other three were ripe with anticipation. They tried to hide their excitement but my sight misses nothing. They were raging with the thirst of mortals. Blood is what they were after, nothing more-nothing less. 
 
 We would arrive in what the humans called hours. There would be almost no warning. It would be brutal, immediate, violent destruction. The lucky ones who were n't immediately consumed by the Fire of my Bow would have the chance to take their own life. I've seen it a thousand times. 
 
 We decided to descend one by one. Each of us would be given a day to introduce our wrath. A nice change of pace I thought. Of course, my brother in red insisted on being first. His mighty sword lusting for the blood of mortals. His request was granted. 
 
 I fixed my gaze on his introduction. Incredible power. He was drunk with the passion of war. His mighty sword cutting down the mortals by the thousands. His rage could be felt in the hearts of billions. As mighty as he was, he was not with out flaw. His time was over and he returned to us with satisfaction in his fiery eyes. His sword glowing with murderous rage, his breathe heavy and deep, his horse a darker shade from the blood of innocents. Impressive as his power was, he had hardly made a dent. Strange. 
 
 I continued my examination of the mortals. I had seen something strange during his war. I saw a brief moment of hope. Although brief, it spread faster and further than anything I had witnessed before. Faster than the destruction dealt by the righteousness of my bow. 
 
 I knew what I was supposed to do. It was clear and concise. This would be my last ride, regardless of the outcome. 
 I dug my golden spurs into my gleaming white horse and began. I would be next. There was no discussion. 
 I would make an entrance, a beautifully terrifying entrance. For I needed the undivided attention of the mortals. I would not have much time. The others would notice my betrayal with in moments of my arrival. 
 
 I decided to buy some time. Before I reached earth I let loose a monstrous arrow from my bow decimating millions within seconds. Not even Zeus himself could have produced such disheartening destruction in a single blow. It had to be done. I needed my brothers to know I was unwavering in my dedication. 
 
 I looked back and could see my brothers were impressed. They would never show it but I could see it. They turned there back to me and retreated for a better view of my power. 
 
 It was time to give hope. 
 
 I raced across the sky, my golden crown like a beacon of hope, my bow raised upwards in one hand, the reigns of my horse in the other. Behind me followed the light of the sun, the father. He was on my side. I would need his warmth, his confidence, his loyalty. As I rode I began to speak to the mortals. Something I have not done since the very beginning of my time. 
 
 `` JOIN ME! RISE! RISE NOW AND LIVE!'' 
 
 My voice echoed across their world. 
 
 `` GOD IS WITH ME! GOD IS WITH YOU ALL! RISE NOW AND FIGHT!'' 
 
 `` DO NOT FEAR ME, FEAR NOTHING FOR THE LIGHT OF HOPE IS IN YOU ALL! RISE AND CONQUER YOUR DOOM WITH ME! RISE NOW!'' 
 
 And with that, silence fell upon the earth. A deafening silence. A silence that could be heard. Two streaks of light boomed down upon me. Like comets, they descended. One red, one black. Like statues they waited for me. 
 
 `` Where was the pale horse, where was death?'' I asked myself. I could not see him. I decided that was a matter to be dealt with when the occasion presented itself. I steadied my gaze upon the riders who waited for my explanation. War, as he was referred to, could barely contain his outrage. His blade still dripping in blood now pointed in my direction. His horse screaming for battle. He could n't contain his rage and began his assault towards me. My brother in black rode in the opposite direction and began his wrath. Disease, famine, and starvation followed at his heels. 
 
 I knew what they were doing. 
 
 They sent the red rider to his doom. His passion and rage had always blinded him to the fact that he was the weakest of us all. As he approached I could feel something, it was warm and bright. `` It was working, it was happening, hope had gained a foothold and was spreading.'' 
 
 I looked down at my bow. It was glowing with the light of a thousand suns. I fixed my weapon of hope on the red rider with intent to cleanse this realm of his very existence. I drew my bow back nearly snapping it in half, the farther I drew the brighter it became. The power was intense, it was unlike anything I had felt before. As I released my righteous arrow of hope mountains shattered to dust at the sound of it's glory. 
 
 To be continued. 
 
 

