St. Angelis, the Holy Savior
The twin projects, project Holy Savior and project Hell Lord were the two most ambitious projects that Heavenly Fang had ever attempted. Project Hell Lord resulted in the creation of a nearly unstoppable juggernaut of maimed, scar covered, burning rage. It took a lot of manpower and resources to keep the demonic monstrosity bound and contained. Making ‘the pit’ well below freezing forced those working there to dress like it was Antarctica. Still, even in the freezing depths the hellish glow of the Satanis’s body glowered at them, constantly testing the ice rimmed boundaries of its prison for any sign of weakness. Workers would often ask what happened to Satanis’s wings, curious of the shattered spear like stumps that jutted from his shoulders. The older faculty members would get rather quiet whenever this question was uttered because the immediate cause of Satanis’s disfigurement was something akin to the Holy Grail. They would sigh and finally admit after much pestering that it had been St. Angelis that had taken the beast down. One would think that any great deed of their latest and most incredible subject to date would have had them gushing all over the place. As with all things, the tale was deeper than it appeared and it had its share of secrets.

The legendary fight between Father Fang and Satanis had escalated well beyond the boundaries of the lab and had spilled into lab next door. This was the wonderful place where Project Holy Savior was created and born. When Father Fang had initially presented the plan for the project it was a rather stunning proposition. He was effectively proposing that the next subject would not be taken from saurian stock but from that of already living animals. The genetics department had made light years of progress since they first began and the with the level of technology and science at their disposal, effectively creating a brand new genetic code from other genetic code was no longer a fantasy but a reality. While project Hell Lord was effectively a chimera with many different parts coming from many different sources in an outward fashion; project Holy Savior was outwardly ‘normal’ but inwardly a sophisticated savant of genes and power. The two base creatures were the most iconic one would think to be a symbol of holy power, the lion and the eagle. Lords of their respective realms, these two animals could claim dominion over both land and sky should they ever be united. This was the basic premise behind Holy Savior’s creation. Under the surface however was a different story. Combining mammal and avian features was almost ludicrous, but since they had the missing links effectively on hand…the problem was soon negated. On paper it appeared that Holy Savior would be a winged lion, a simple concept. The fine print however, revealed the complexity behind the creature’s appearance. The beast had three primary sets of muscles, one for land locomotion, one for flight, and the last for combat. The last set was tied into the other two and enhanced them when needed. This effectively made the creature three times as powerful of an average creature its size. Its bones were another unique aspect. Some of the bones were hollow in order to allow proper lift, however they were also incredibly resilient and shock absorbent due to the unique molecular structure. With the basic elements in play, they had only to administer the kaiju growth serum and nature would take care of the rest. Unlike the other subjects that had been created in artificial wombs until the eggs became developed to be incubated, Holy Savior was effectively a mammal and need a surrogate parent. Thus a live lioness was brought in and the genetically engineered embryo was implanted in much the same way domestic live stock is artificially inseminated. It would be a ‘ pure birth ’ as Father Fang was rumored to have said at one point.

It was ironic coincidence that the lioness would go into labor at the same time Satanis’s enormous egg was hatching. It was complete chaos in both labs as each team of lab technicians and animal handlers each tried to handle their respective charges. The usually bizarre happenings in both labs had escalated into outright supernatural phenomenon. The Holy Savior’s lab had seen their fair share of strange sights. Cuts healing instantly, water tasting like alcohol, the lights alternating in symmetrical patterns even when they were turned off. The pregnant lioness was oddly calm and relaxed throughout her stay in the lab, never attempting to maim or attack her handlers even as they kept performing various procedures to check on her and the unborn subject’s condition. It was rather exciting for the staff as this was the only live subject birth for the Anima Major division. When the lioness went into labor, the lights began to spiral around the lab in waves of energy, leaving some of the faculty members in awe as it swept around the room. Finally, after much yowling from the mother, a glowing form emerged. It was much larger than any lion cub previously on record and its downy wings gradually spread and elongated into somewhat capable pinions as the mother began the clean the oddly calm and regal looking cub. The staff all smiled and congratulated themselves as they marveled at the luminous creature. A thunderous explosion forced their attention away and the old anxiety was back in full force. Apparently project Hell Lord was not going nearly as smoothly and stench of burnt metal and tile began to waft through the doors. As the mother snarled in agitation, the cub merely cocked its head and purred contently to itself as it began to explore the room. The other staff members tried to get it to go back to its mother but it had a strange calming look in its expression that seemed to wash all their troubles away. They eventually just gave up and waited in the back while the subject began trotting around the room, peering at one object or another in childish fascination. It was pure white, with glistening golden wings that tucked neatly to its sides. They hadn’t that much time to look it over but the subject appeared to be male and would probably grow a luxurious mane with time. Its pale blue eyes scanned over its environment and it neatly sat on its hunches, perking its ears at the sounds of destruction and combat taking place not more than several feet from the door.

Said sounds of destruction gave way to a glass shattering crash as Father Fang, minus his shirt, came hurtling through the doors. He skidded to a halt right at project Holy Savior’s feet and the subject merely peered down and purred above the battered man’s face and he seemed to relax…before the then unnamed Satanis erupted through what was left of the doors, looking to finish his new found vendetta with the good father. Project Holy Savior made eye contact with Project Hell Lord and a silent message went between the two. It was a message that neither one liked as they both yowled and bellowed respectively at each other and were at each other’s throats not a moment later. While Satanis back then was the size of a large bull, project Heavenly Savior was comparable to a medium sized dog. The feline subject’s only recourse was to dodge and evade the massive mutant’s attacks. Climbing the walls provided ample room and Satanis found himself outmaneuvered frequently, a situation that only continued to infuriate him. They seemed to run in circles, Satanis utterly annihilating anything in his way and Holy Savior fluttering and leaping just out of reach and occasionally pouncing onto the sides or back to rake the hellish saurian. Satanis’s body temperature soon put that hit and run plan in the ground as his anger only elevated the tyrannosaur’s hide to well beyond boiling. The air was literally wavering around the beast as it ploughed through desks and equipment, lighting them all on fire with but a touch. Having scorched his paws one too many times, Holy Savior retreated into the rafters and yowled brazenly at the demonic hell beast below him. Satanis simply cocked his head in a vague moment of thought before unfurling his own wings and began to flap vigorously. The heated air that gathered under the wings worked very much like a hot air balloon only not as concentrated, and with some effort the mutant was clumsily following the feline subject into the open dome of the labs. While Holy Savior was more maneuverable in the air, Satanis was proving to be faster as he made daring dive bombs and strafes at intense speeds that blistered the air around him as he passed. The long range capabilities of Satanis were also proving a problem as every time Holy Savior tried to find cover, he found it blown to smithereens in short order from a massive fireball. It seemed that Satanis would eventually incinerate his feline nemesis but fate had other plans in store. Holy Savior began to glow even more brightly and as the demonic tyrannosaur made another pass he found himself blinded with an eye glazing flash. Disoriented, Satanis didn’t see the lancing beam of white hot light that shot from Holy Savior’s mouth until it was too late. It tore a viscous hole through the left wing and Satanis was soon losing altitude and blood as his body desperately tried to piece itself back together. His body wasn’t fast enough as Holy Savior struck the injured limb head on and with a point blank shot, blew the wing clean off. The two spiraled through the air as Satanis tried desperately to slow his descent as his feline enemy was tearing through flesh and bone on his other wing. The under developed limb tore free and Satanis fell with only several layers of ceiling and floor to cushion his descent into the ruins of the labs. Holy Savior flapped over head and then made a dive straight toward the billowing debris cloud that Satanis had created upon hitting the ground.

The sight that greeted the winged lion upon landing daintily on the rubble was not pleasant. Satanis was a broken, maimed, and bleeding mess; and yet he still lived. With several fractured ribs, a broken leg, and two sizzling wing stumps, Satanis still had the will to tear himself from the floor and hobble toward the luminous feline, unfathomable hatred seeping from every burning pore. Holy Savior growled apprehensively at the determined beast but Satanis was beyond listening, everything was red and that shinnying spot of white had all the material he’d ever need to rebuild himself. He just had to get his jaws on it…but it was not to be. The winged lion blasted his snout to the bone and yet he would not relent. Cornered, the feline began to feel a rather foreign emotion, fear. His more evolved brain had allowed him a very wide range of emotions and the frailties that came with it. Satanis at this point was running on instinct and despite the new blistering hole in his face, he was getting within chewing distance. The nightmarish scene would have unfolded into carnage if it were not for Father Fang’s sudden and zealous aid. Striking like a man possessed, Father Fang grappled the wounded yet still fearsome predator to the ground where he was soon assisted by the security forces and over a hundred armor piercing tranquilizer rounds. The saurian beast gave one last baleful glare at his shaken mammalian counterpart and passed into unconsciousness. While subject Holy Savior was rushed to the medical ward to treat his burns, Satanis was laboriously carried to a maximum security cell until they could devise a more effective way of containing the beast. The injures, save for the severed wings, were even now gradually piecing themselves back together.

Months after the incident the many men involved in the projects were still shaken by what had taken place and some became alcoholics to drown out the hellish screams of rage that would erupt from ‘The Pit’, officially known as holding cell number 666. Apparently they had made that many holding cells by accident and Father Fang wanted Satanis as far from the populace and the other subjects as possible. While Satanis struggled in the depths below, project Holy Savior was given the fitting name of Angelis for his angelic appearance and as Angelis began making his influence felt all over the facility, he was given the moniker saint as well. Angelis grew to be quite large, larger than expected but still small enough to avoid being unable to get to certain areas as kaiju like Judatitan often dealt with. A lithe and powerfully built creature, St. Angelis grew into a kaiju of surpassing majesty and power. His puffy down became regal feathers and his tuft of nappy fur became a luxurious mane that seemed to move on its own even when there was no breeze. The faculty joked good naturedly that perhaps it was time to give their savior some apostles and Father Fang cocked his eyebrow and said “What do you gentlemen think we have been doing all this time?” Father Fang’s insinuation was fairly accurate as many of the facilities major kaiju looked up to and respected the compassionate yet extremely powerful lion. Invictathrone, Judatitan and Monklyonyx all spent a great deal of time protecting and training the young cub into a formidable warrior. Nunealie enjoyed the soothing effect he had on the patients and would allow him to visit them from time to time. Exorciva was very shy around the great lion and would find herself stuttering mentally at times whenever he was near. Angelis found that rather humorous. Confessoroc, as expected, was utterly invigorated upon meeting the winged lion for the first time when he was young. He was known to have flown for seven days nonstop, praising his name at the top of his lungs as the confessionets hailed him with a chorus that would put most gospel choirs to shame. Father Fang was one of the only ones that slept well throughout the week that said praising was taking place. Babtibaronos, while making no outward indication that he was affected, was more relaxed than usual and was less prone to snapping at things that irritated him. Seraphodon was so stoned he didn’t really care most of the time but would nod respectfully whenever the powerful feline would pass by him in the sky. The occasional gift of fish was also appreciated though how the great cat managed to catch them without getting drenched baffled the pterosaur for the longest time. That was until he actually saw Angelis calmly padding across the Sea of Moses like it was made of hard pan instead of salt water. It was at that point Seraphodon wondered if the meatlings were giving him harder happy sauce than usual. Then there was Cherubix…no one really knew where he stood where Angelis was concerned. While Cherubix would give lip service when required, he seemed to avoid Angelis as much as possible, seething and hissing to himself in fashion that even the closest members of his pack couldn’t decipher. Father Fang wasn’t fooled. He knew Cherubix better than anyone else and knew that there was only one thing Cherubix was feeling whenever the noble creature graced his presence: envy; Raw, venomous, acidic, flesh melting, bone warping, and green tinged envy. It could have been mistaken for rage except that there was a longing behind those bared fangs and hackled feathers. Cherubix had never been able to figure out emotions, they were a foreign and surreal thing to him. In his world only cold logic and calculated aggression were the only true necessities; and yet this giant winged hairball had suddenly taken that philosophy and made a living mockery out of it just by breathing. He would have utterly hated the creature yet he could find no fault; if anything the things Cherubix found ‘wrong’ about Angelis were the very things that made him so powerful, not just as a fighter but as an individual…it frustrated Cherubix to no end. As Eden02 operations sped to a soul burning pace, Father Fang grinned manically as his vision was soon to be realized.
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So here's my 'Jesus' for Heavenly Fangs religous parody line up....Christ allergory lion with wings...I feel smart huck hyuk .....Okay seriously, this is so obvious that its painful but really, what were you guys expecting? ANOTHER raptor? Maybe a giant lamb?...wait...nevermind lol.

Also, as with most of kaiju created by Heavenly Fang, all is not what it seems. He may 'appear' perfect and awesome but there's a secret behind that 'calming effect' he has on people. It doesn't effect Satanis so he knows whats up and as is usual in religous history, truth gets swept under the rug or in this case, thrown in The Pit. This is the last of the Heavenly Fang kaiju that are actual giant monsters with superpowers. I have minions piling up that need bios and you'll get to see their awesomeness sometime soon.

-RenDragonClaw