Friday, June 28, 2019

Blood, Honor, and Time: Vol. 4 - Chapter 2 – Hellscape

Chapter 2 – Hellscape
The land around me is a mess as if an earthquake happened here. I’m surprised that the land heals itself after every end if it looks like this every time. I’m even more surprised of the attack on La Santa Verde. If God allowed that church to be attacked in such a manner, then the rest of the churches must be fairing worse. The faithful that are left must be suffering to the worst possible extent right now.
‘Bene-’
Why am I feeling so lightheaded now? Tunc?
“You caused this suffering to be upon them, Benedetto,” a familiar voice says.
I’m not going to let you slow me down.
“Those people are suffering because they chose to side with God. You made them make that choice.”
They made the right choice. I’m hoping they can endure the challenge God put in front of them.
“Human beings are so weak to their vices. Put just a little pressure on them, and they fall.”
The people I know are stronger than that.
“But are you? You’ve done your best to acquire all the power you could since day one of becoming a hero.”
It was so I could save humanity.
“You broke the heart of your closest friends just so you could gain power as quickly as possible. You married that gorilla of a woman and forced yourself to love her and covered it up by saying, ‘God wanted me to do it’.”
I do love Donna. I wouldn’t be risking my life for her right now if I didn’t.
“I guess you’re right. You did stop caring for your family when she became the center of attention. You stopped caring so much about them that they were slaughtered despite the power you have in the land, and even though you have time traveling powers, you refused to go back to save them.”
Just because I didn’t pay as much attention to them as I used to, it doesn’t mean that I didn’t love them. I gave them the best security and the best living conditions that I could while I was out at work. I tried to make my parents proud, and they’ve told me that they are.
“You said you’ve given the best security, and yet, that’s failed you time and time again. The churches are destroyed. What do you think that means for the hiding spot that your children are in? Has the thought of how your children are doing ever occurred to you yet? Some father you are.”
There are demons and sin-filled humans searching the area. Donna must be close by.
I’m sure they’re safe with the people I charged with their protection. I knew you would go after me first, so I distanced them from me.
“Are you sure that I didn’t go after them first?”
I have to sneak around the enemy. I’m still not in any condition to fight especially with this annoying voice in my head.
I’m sure. It’s because I’ve been making you mad and drawing all of the attention to me by having people constantly pray against you, save souls, and destroy your monuments of sin.
“You don’t know how vast my army is. My forces are approaching where Donna is. We’ll have her shortly then we’ll torture her and use her like the bitch she-”
I’m not listening to him anymore. His voice trails off in my head. The demons and sin-filled humans here appear to be extra agitated and are holding their heads. This is my chance to quickly sneak past them.
‘You’re really making him mad.’
I hope so.
‘I wouldn’t be too confident about saying that. The only thing keeping him from zeroing in on your location is the name of God that is partially exposed on your shoulders.’
Oh, I almost forgot about that. If I keep it like this, I’ll stay weak, but if I don’t, the demons may find me.
“Do you remember what we did to the first hero, Almeda? There wasn’t a sin we didn’t commit against her, there wasn’t a death she didn’t suffer, and there wasn’t torture she didn’t endure. We’ll be doing the same to each and everyone you know and hold dear.”
‘He has the nerve to mention her…’
Calm down, Tunc. Don’t let him get to you. Even though you put Almeda through the worst things a person could go through, she still persevered, brought humanity into a brighter future while keeping them faithful to God, and became the example for all heroes to follow. Even Tunc, who was once disgraced because of his actions, became a better person and is the reason why so many heroes succeed in their task.
‘Benedetto…’
“Don’t talk about that failed hero so positively just because he’s your friend. I’ll make sure to put him through Hell with every hero he helps, and you’re next.”
These demons are getting more aggravated around me. Some of them can barely take the pain in their heads and collapse while others are killing each other and breaking anything they find. I shouldn’t aggravate the devil anymore because I don’t know what might happen if I keep going.
“You have no churches, no more safe havens to rest in. We rule the world now. We took it over in less than a week despite your best efforts. We converted some of your most faithful servants. God has abandoned you. There is no hope left.”
Don’t say anything. Don’t think anything. Hold onto faith and hope. I can make it through this. I’ve found the bodies of my soldiers who were with Donna. They’re near a pile of corpses of demons and Hellspawn, so they died honorably. Donna can’t be far now. Besides the bodies, I find giant footprints and swashed sinners that must be from that wingless dragon. That thing looks like it turned out to be worth the trouble.
“We’re approaching the place where your children are hiding. Your defenses won’t last any  longer against our numbers.”
I didn’t notice it until now, but I’m in a city or town of some kind. I can’t tell which culture it belonged to because of the rumble everywhere. All of that time and effort to make different buildings to differentiate ourselves from one another seems to have been for nothing when this is the end result. Bringing them all under the Sparrows helped to create a sense of unity while also allowing the cultures and people room to stand out from one another. The people loved me or at least most of them did.
“You led them to their deaths just as you are leading your wife to her death.”
‘Stay on guard. Be ready for a trap to go off any second now.’
I’ve been on guard ever since the devil entered my head.
I think I found where Donna is. There’s a massive hole in a big building that might’ve been a cathedral or a kind of city hall. The footprints go into the building and I don’t see any massive holes that go out of the building. It’s dark in here, and I can’t see-what? It’s Donna! She pulled me from the darkness and kissed me. I’m so glad to find-
“Ow!”
She slapped me!
‘Haha, that never gets old.’
“Why did you come by yourself?”
“I didn’t have a choice. Besides, La Santa Verde was heavily sieged, and I was sent away for my safety against my will. There are others who escaped but I don’t know what happened after the battle.”
“And you somehow made your way back here on horseback?”
“Listen, the devil is charged with tempting me right now, and he thought it was a good idea to put me on your trail with his army in your way. He’s probably springing his trap as we speak, so we should get moving.”
“Luciferum himself is tempting you? Is there anything I can do to help you?”
“Yeah. You can stay away from my husband,” a familiar voice says from behind me before the wingless dragon eats Donna.
I turn around to see another Donna.
“Donna? Wait, are you really-Ow! What-”
She slaps then kisses me. I guess it’s really her.
‘I couldn’t even tell that was a fake. I know about demons who hide using the appearance of familiar people, but I’ve rarely seen them.’
“That was for coming back.”
“So…do you think I did the right thing?”
“You did, but I just wished you had more support with you especially in your condition. Your bandages are loose. Here, let me-”
“No, it’s the only thing that’s preventing Luciferum from finding exactly where we are.”
“Then that tremendously helps us.”
“Luciferum said that he’s approaching the place where our children are. We should go there first.”
“You’re right. Let’s go.”
Donna helps me get on top of the dragon as we travel to where our children are. The soldiers of Hell have found us and are chasing after us. Donna’s dragon is able to smash through the blockades in front of us and the name of God partially exposed on my shoulders keeps them from getting too close, but their long ranged attacks are a cause for concern because of how many they send our way. We’re able to dodge their attacks because of all the rumble and broken trees though I’m not sure how much longer we can last out here.
Before I know it, the attacks from behind stop. When I look behind me, I see that the enemy has been taken out and there are people swinging from the trees. The tree swingers then take out the other enemies in front of us before swinging next to us. They appear to be Cuchillos with modified arms.
“Benedetto! We’re glad that your wife and you dropped in,” one of them says.
“Thank you for your help. We really needed it. Who are you?”
“You may not know us, but we’re newer Sparrows. We’ve combined the best parts of our cultures to make a special team, which has served us well. You’ve inspired us to put our differences aside to fight for the greater good.”
“I’m glad that I’ve done so. Can I ask for more of your help? My children are in trouble.”
“There’s no need to ask. We’re all in this together after all and we need to help each other out.”
“Are you sure you can handle it with just your small group?”
“Small? Our small group is more than it seems. Come on men!”
More people leap out from the trees, some of which are on mechanical horses. There are horse-drawn carriages with mounted arrow launchers and some kind of large gun. As we travel further, the demon army attacks us again, but our new friends with their weapons and mechanics take them out without any trouble, however, the hordes get larger the closer we get, which results in a few casualties. It takes us a little while of fighting off and on, but when we finally get to where my children are at, we find that the traps we set up for the forces of Hell have been tripped and the shield around the church is still up. We enter the shield as the demonic army behind us hits it and triggers an explosive trap behind us to eliminate them.
“Stay here and hold them off if that shield falls!” I say to the group.
“Yes sir!” they say.
Donna and I enter into the church with the wingless dragon told to wait outside with the group. The mages inside are taking turns in groups to keep the traps and shield up while the soldiers are gearing up to fight. The Sparrows inside are excited to see me and greet Donna and me and we greet them back as I look for my children. I find them in the back of the church and run to them to embrace them all with Donna.
One of my Sparrows asks, “How did you get that wingless dragon through the shield?”
Oh, that’s right. I’m surprised that thing didn’t die when I exposed the name of God.
“I don’t know,” I honestly say to the Sparrow, “Donna has control of it. Maybe that has something to do with it?”
“The purity of a beast controller’s soul determines whether or not the beast will be weak to the holy powers of God,” a mage says.
‘Donna is pure?’
I was thinking the same thing. I mean I know she’s a good person, but is she pure as completely pure? It would be nice if it’s true and I guess it is.
A Sparrow from outside charges in and says, “The shield is almost broken!”
“We’re almost completely out of strength. We can save the rest to activate the traps or buy more time for the shield. What are your orders, sir,” a mage says.
Before I say anything to my Sparrows, I tell my children I love them and to hide in the back.
“Activate those traps but try to slowly bring down the shield. We can take them head-on with the forces we have,” I say as I fix the bandages on my arm to bring myself up to full strength.
I go back outside with my swords drawn as Donna mounts her dragon and my soldiers form a line near the shield. The traps go off and take out most of the demons, but there are still many more to fight.
“Ready yourselves, men!” I say as the shield slowly begins to drop.
My Sparrows let out a battle yell before a volley of fireballs and arrows destroy the demonic army in front of us. Lilia, Bonito, and a small band of Sparrows come out from the smoke.
“Did you miss us?” Bonito says with Lilia waving at us with a smile.
“I’m glad to see you’re all okay,” I say with a smile as they and their group come into the church to rest.


The song for this book and this series, in general, is Lesser gods by Demon Hunter. One of the most important things I want people to take away from my books is to submit to God and to abandon their sinful ways.

Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Blood, Honor, and Time: Vol. 4 - Chapter 1 – Living at the End of the World


Chapter 1 – Living at the End of the World
‘Benedetto, are you still hanging in there?’
Hold on, Tunc. I’m in the middle of something.
‘What could be more important than talking to your old pal? We barely talk in-between challenges.’
Donna is trying to tame some kind of wingless dragon. We’re just getting done a job concerning this thing. She found some kind of golden axe that seems to have some control of the creature’s mind. We’ve fought through a legion of beasts and their tamers. The main tamer lost control of this dragon and was eaten alive. Now Donna is trying to control the beast with me laying injured on the ground.
“Donna, you’re not going to be able to control it! Just cut its head off while you have it entranced!”
“If I can control you, I can control this dragon!”
She doesn’t control me. I make my own decisions. Humanity is still alive because of the decision I’ve made.
‘You’re right there, but she controls you in bed so…’
Okay, you don’t need to go there.
‘I have to mention it. She does temper you and remind you that you would be nothing without her and your friends and allies.’
That’s true. I don’t believe it. It looks like she has to it under control. She climbs on it and rides the dragon around the broken tower.
“Wooo!” she says as she goes around, “I told you I could do it!”
“Yeah, that’s great for you. Now let’s get back to base, I need to rest for a bit after being hit by your new pet.”
“Oh, of course!” Donna slaps the dragon, “Bad dragon!”
Donna has to pick me up from the floor since I got seriously hurt. We’re now heading back to base. I say base and not home because all our homes have been destroyed. When the demons attacked, they tore apart all the land across all three cultures. Everything but the churches were destroyed, but even some of those were destroyed assumingly because they had unfaithful people in them. People have chosen to either rest in churches or rest in camps since the damage done to the cities, homes, and marketplaces are unrepairable.
Whenever we tried to fix anything, the demons would attack and tear down what we’ve done. Despite the safety the churches provide from the demons, certain people are said to have burned to death with unquenchable flames once they entered it. I’ve seen the charred remains of people, so it’s true. It is said that the people who died this way were sinners and tried to abuse God’s mercy. I guess it’s too late for those who turned their back on Him for most of their lives.
There are a number of the faithful who have turned their back on God after having everything they had taken away from them. Some have allied with the demons and damned themselves to Hell for temporary power and worldly pleasures. The rest of us have formed a united society around the capital of the Fedele, La Santa Verde. Things have been holding together, but I don’t know how long we can hold out especially with dwindling food and supplies. Most of the places we mined and farmed are now inhospitable and poisonous to be in so we can’t make many new weapons, armor, or make much food. Water is another problem since a lot of the streams have turned into rivers of blood. I honestly don’t know how to solve all these problems right now. They keep going around in my head with different solutions to them. I guess I’ll just have to take them out one at a time.
What’s my challenge this time, Tunc?
‘Oh, this is more than just another challenge. This is the last challenge. You need to survive for a certain limit of time that I don’t know of. Nature is taking over humanity, and God wants to see who will fall to their weaken nature and who will submit to Him for help. After that, Hell will be our main target.’
As if I wasn’t fighting against it for my entire life.
‘You’ll have to face Hell and its forces with the power of God. Assuming you don’t commit any sins n the near future, you should be able to fight without any trouble.’
I’ll try my best.
What the heck? More wingless dragons?
“Watch out!” I say as I take out my swords imbued with divine power.
“Come on, boy! Let’s see what you can do!”
Donna commands her dragon to fight the other ones while holding up her golden axe. The dragon does as she commands and tears through its kin. A few other dragons with riders come from behind us and chase us.
“It looks like we lost the main one, but at least we found our target,” one of the riders say.
Donna and I fight off our attackers on the side as our new pet blows through everything in front of us. These must be the people who allied themselves with Hell. Most normal dragons are dead by now or under the control of Hell’s minions. It’s a good thing my blades can slice through demons, Hellspawn, and sin-filled humans. Once we get to a clearing, we find ourselves surrounded by wingless dragons and Hellspawn. I throw up a bomb that lights up the sky and makes a noise.
“Yes, draw your friends towards us so we can slaughter them,” one of the riders with a dragon with the most armor says.
“You’re going to get more than you expect.”
Fire rains down from the sky around us to take out the surrounding enemy before people teleporting in to fight. A healer comes teleports out and heals me, which brings me up to full strength just in time for demon reinforcements to come in. Their large number of forces surround us, and I’m back in the same situation except I’ve put more people at risk. There’s only one thing left I can do. I take off my bandages to reveal God’s shining name from both of my arms. I lose my strength, but at least all of the demons dissipate. The healer again heals me as the casters start to make portals back to base.
“They’re really starting to step up their traps,” Donna says.
“I don’t blame them. The end is on their heels and we have a decent number of the faithful still with us fighting against them.”
The portals are suddenly cut off, which leaves only a few soldiers and Donna with me. Another wave of demons and sin-filled humans approaching in the distance. After putting down a portal, the mages need to rest. They’re trying to conjure at least one while the rest of my forces try to form a defensive line. Donna throws me to the remaining healer.
“What are you doing, Donna?”
“We might not make it. I’m making sure you survive even if I die.”
“Stop talking nonsense. You know I can go back in time.”
“But will you? You haven’t yet despite all the times you could.”
“Donna!”
“I love you.”
“Dang it. Heal me faster!”
“Yes, sir!”
While the healer heals me, I try to search my pockets for another signaling bomb. Unfortunately, I don’t have one. The demon army is almost upon us and I barely have enough strength to stand. If I use the name of God on my shoulder’s again, I may just die. A singular portal opens suddenly opens behind us with Lilia and some reinforcements. While they join the defensive line, a barrage of fire and ice rains upon the demon army while almost hitting us. My forces then defend me as Lilia and a couple other soldiers take me away from the battle as the rest of my forces cover our retreat.
“Wait!”
Before I know it, I’m back at base. Healers surround me and try to calm me as I try to get up.
“Keep that portal open!”
The portal stays open for a few minutes before shutting. A number of troops manage to get out, but Donna and a few others didn’t come through.
“Open that portal again! You can’t leave them there!”
Lilia puts her hands on my shoulders and says, “We can’t. Our mages are all worn out. Stop trying to get up and relax. We can’t do anything for them right now.”
“But-”
“I’m sure Donna can take care of herself so don’t worry about her.”
Tunc, can you find out anything?
‘I can’t even if I can. My knowledge and vision of the world are blurred. God wants you to do this completely blind. Do you remember what I said? This is a test of faith for everyone.’
I’m going to have to head out as soon as I can walk. It’s too dangerous to be outside of a church’s perimeter. My Sparrows carry me to a bed in the church then heal me as Lilia sits by my side.
Bonito comes over to where I am and says, “I told you that wingless dragon was bait. No one just throws one of their strongest beasts out there for no reason. Did you even destroy that thing?”
“Donna has control of it with a golden axe of some kind.”
“She does? It might actually be a good thing that she isn’t here. I’m afraid of what she might do with that thing under her control.”
“Don’t joke about my wife like that. I need to get out there as soon as I can.”
“You need to rest for now. Until then, I’ll try to get the mages to recover their energy as well so we can go after her and the other Sparrows. Okay?”
“Fine. I can barely move as it is.”
“Good.”
Bonito walks away while Lilia and the healers stay with me. My strength is recovering, but I feel sleepy.
‘Uh, Benedetto? We may have a problem!’
It can wait for now. I’m too sleepy to move. Huh? This is a weird dream space to be in. It’s a castle that overlooks the world.
“And it’s a world you can have.”
“What? Who are you?”
“I’m just you.”
“I don’t believe that. Your orange and yellow eyes give you away, demon.”
“If I’m a demon and you, what does that say about you?”
“Don’t play games with me. Leave my mind! The Lord rebukes you!”
“The Lord wants me to be here.”
“Tch. Then I guess I have to endure your company for the time being.”
“I assure you that it will be a fun time. Let me tell you that you may not be able to handle it.”
“I can and I will.”
“Let’s see how your confidence lasts this.”
‘Benedetto! Wake up!’
“Wake up, Benedetto!” Lilia says as she shakes me awake.
We’re in the ruins of the church as a battle is going on outside.
“The demons are here?” I ask aloud.
Since when do they attack churches like this one, especially La Santa Verde?
“It’s a surprise for me too. I have to get you out of here.”
“What about everyone else?”
“They’re holding their own for your sake. I’ll help you walk to a horse.”
I lean on Lilia as everyone in the church fights against the demons and sin-filled humans. Things blow up around me, spells are tossed around, and arrows whiz past my face. Hulking demons, countless Hellspawn, along with flying and wingless dragons. destroy the most beautiful church in the world as they fight against its faithful, and I can’t help the people I’m sworn to protect in any way. Lilia gets me on one of the fastest horses we have and slaps it.
“Stay safe! I’ll be right behind you!” Lilia says as she goes to fight.
“Lilia!” I say as a ball of fire almost hits me.
The horse is now going faster because of how scared it is. I have my swords. I can go back and fight now that I have something to move me.
‘Don’t Benedetto! You’re still too injured to properly fight. Besides, you’ve got company!’
Several Hellspawn chase me. I fight them while on my horse and manage to kill most of them. Some of them get a couple slashes in, but I won’t let my body stop me from being the hero I’m supposed to be!
‘Look! There are carts of people escaping La Santa Verde with escorts. You don’t have to worry about them.’
But what about those who don’t make it?
‘I’m sure they’ll fight to the end and give their lives for God and each other. You’ve taught well them through your example.’
I hope I did. I’ve got to help them as soon as I can. I have to help Donna…
‘Benedetto! Don’t fall asleep!’
I’m back at the castle that overlooks the world with the demon that looks like me.
“So, we meet again.”
“You! Are you Luciferum? The devil himself?”
“Maybe I am.”
“I don’t fear you, devil!”
I try punching the devil, but my fists go through the fallen angel.
“Our main battle is going to be like this rather than using physical weapons.”
“You’ll lose for sure then. I won’t be broken by your tricks.”
“We’ll see about that. You wanted to be with your wife, correct? I’ve done you a favor by directing your horse to her location. You’ll see her soon, but you may not like what you find.”
I wake up next to my horse, which has died for some mysterious reason.
‘I was trying to warn you, but I guess I wasn’t allowed to. I can’t help you with your mental battle against Luciferum. I’m sorry.’
Don’t worry about it. All I need is God’s help after all and I have that.
Presently, I’m back in the area that I left Donna in. There are only a couple bodies of my Sparrows, so the rest and Donna might still be alive! Rest in Heaven, dedicated soldiers. Fly into the arms of God. After saying a prayer for my soldiers, I pick myself up and follow the trail of destruction and battle.

Monday, June 24, 2019

The last book in the Series of Seasons is out today!


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A pilot travels back to his island home for his birthday only to mysteriously crash on it and find the island deserted. What he does find are creepy figures in white masks with robes along with a weird burning smell in the air. One of his birthday gifts is supposed to be the secret to his family's business, but the secret that is revealed is something he might rather not know of.

*I wrote the third chapter for this story but didn't put it on my blog because it's so short.

Thursday, June 20, 2019

Summer's Sinful Secrets: Chapter 2 – Working for a Gift


Chapter 2 – Working for a Gift
The repair shop along with the town is deserted just like my neighborhood. This place is filled with different buildings that hold supplies to repair almost anything including cars and airplanes. I was a kid in a candy shop in this place. Back in the day, I used to grab all sorts of things and tried to upgrade and fix cars and airplanes in different ways. Most of which didn’t work, but the ones that did got me a job in the industry even though upgrading airplanes is only a small part of my job. This place brings back good memories. I just wish I was more comfortable while remembering them.
Inside the airplane hanger repair shop are several planes, some of which are planes I made in case the volcano on the island blew up. Most of these planes are scattered in easy to reach places, and I even have one plane near the volcano itself in an underground cave. I wonder if anyone remembers it. Now, what’s this? It’s some kind of contraption that has a letter in a bottle at the top with a hole at the bottom. There’s no way for me to get the letter as is. A set of instructions on top of the contraption says that I have to make a stick that I will use so I can get the bottle. Okay, simple enough. I find pieces for the stick and use it to move the contraption. The bottle goes from one level to the next until it hits the bottom.
Now that I have a better look at it, the bottle is from one of my favorite drinks. If only I had one to drink. There are two letters in here, but only one is complete while the other is torn. The complete letter says, “The letter you need is torn into three pieces. You’ll find the other two in the engine and in the wing of one of the planes, but both pieces aren’t in the same plane”.
Okay, so I need to fix more things? Why? They know I can do it, so what’s the point in doing these mundane things? Since I can barely make out what the torn letter says, I’ll have to do what the first one says. First, I start with the wing in one of the planes. I check the planes that have wings and find one that has a jammed wing. After fixing it, part of a letter falls out.
Next, I check the planes with engines. One of them has the last piece of the letter that I need. It takes a bit of breaking-I mean disassembling to get it. With all the pieces together, I put the letter together and it says, “If you haven’t figured it out yet, we’re stalling you so that we can prepare for your celebration. There’s also the fact that our secret to success has been found out by people who aren’t in the family. We’re disciplining these people so they will not leak our secret to the world. Do not talk to any of them if you encounter any even if you’re friends with them.”
Of course they’re stalling me. My family has also put work in front of me so they can make their surprises. I remember this one time my brother broke his bike so I could fix it while he ran to the store to buy me one for my birthday. Oh, there’s another side to this letter. “There should be someone at the repair shop waiting to take you to where we are if you haven’t met them already. They might be busy, but they should be back soon if you don’t find them”.
Okay…huh? I heard a noise in the hanger.
“Hello? Are you who I’m supposed to be waiting for?”
…Why does no one say anything when I call out to them today? I walk around and find a supply closet that someone could fit in. I open it-gah! Stupid clown looking things. My cousins know that I hate clowns. They probably put this thing together, but I don’t think this is what made the noise. Oh. I see what made the noise now. A cat got in the hanger bay. It’s running away now. It was looking at me then was frightened. Is there something behind-AHH! It’s one of those people in the white masks! I reactively smack the mask off the person, which reveals a horrifyingly burnt face that appears to be in pain. As soon as I see that face, the body of the person turns to ash and their robes fall to the floor.
Did that really happen? Why the heck did that person turn to ash when I knocked their mask off? Why did they look the way they did? Is this who I was supposed to be waiting for? I need to find answers. Now. I head outside and have a look around the area. In one supply shop, I find someone rummaging through supplies.
“Hello-”
“Ah! You scared me, birthday boy.”
“What are you doing here?”
“None of your-wait, your folks haven’t told you?”
“I only have a vague clue about what’s going on because of all the letters that my family has left behind.”
“Don’t listen to them. I can’t say it right now, but do you remember what they did when this happened before?”
“No, not really.”
“They put a spell on you to make that memory hazy. That’s what I found out a secret part of the library. I’ve been spreading the word to everyone, but I dropped the documents there because your family is after me. Trust me. It’s better if you leave the island or reject their secret to success if they catch you.”
“A spell? What are you talking about?”
“I know it sounds crazy, but you have to trust me. You’ve seen those people in white robes and masks, right? You’ve seen how they disappear and appear into nothing as if they were never there?”
“I’ve seen them. I’ve even taken the mask off one of them. It turned them to ash.”
“Then what the documents say is true. Your family members that know the secret have to wear that outfit on days like this or else they will turn to ash and go to Hell.”
“What?!”
“Shh! Be quiet, or else they’ll hear us. They make some kind of deal with a dragon in the volcano. That’s why it hasn’t erupted in centuries. I might’ve just said too much. We have to hurry out of here!”
A knock at the door startles us.
“Don’t-!”
I open the door to find the same cat from before. It comes in and drinks water from the nearby bowl of water that looks like it was recently made for it. What’s with these animals trying to scare me?
“It’s just a cat. There’s nothing to be…”
That guy is gone. He couldn’t have gone anywhere since there aren’t any other exits in this shop. Was he kidnapped like the other guy? I have to get out of here. He said that the library has documents that are about my family’s secret. Those should have the answers I need.
When I exit the shop, I hear movement all around me. I think I also hear screaming. There’s also the smell of something terrible burning in the air. I’m afraid to find out what it is. Maybe someone just accidentally cooked part of my birthday dinner wrong. Yeah. That’s what it is…I can’t just stand here any longer.
To avoid anyone seeing me on the way to the library, I take the long way through the trees. My friends and I use to explore the island and find long ways and shortcuts to places so that we could kill time during boring workdays and get home in time to avoid trouble. I remember this place like the back of my hand so this shouldn’t be too hard. The only thing I have to worry about are the sounds of something chasing me and the people in white robes in the corners of my eyes.
What the hell?! I’ve just stumble upon a clearing with a pile of ash in the center. There are a lot of clothes, watches, glasses, and things that people would have on them here. Did the screaming come from here? Is this what happened to the people that disappeared? I find clothes that look like what the man I saw wore. Oh no…It can’t be. Someone’s behind me!
I turn around to see a group of people in white masks and robes. Now that I have a better look at them, I see that black, charred face that looked like it was perpetually screaming peaking out behind their masks. It’s giving me chills.
“It’s time to go to your party,” one of them says to me.
“I need answers first,” I demand.
“You’ll get them when you follow us.”
“How can I trust you after seeing this? Give me an explanation before we go.”
“You can trust us. We’re your family after all.”
Several gunshots come from the trees and go through the people in robes.
“Get out of here, birthday boy!”
I run as people come out from the forest to shoot at the people who are apparently my family. As I run, I don’t look back again as I hear screaming and smell that terrible burning smell again. I get enough distance from the fight that I don’t hear or smell anything anymore. My “family” probably doesn’t know where I’m going. They might have an idea, so I have to be quick. The answers I find in the library better be comfortable ones, but from what I’ve seen. I fear the worst possible answers are probably going to be the right ones.

Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Summer's Sinful Secrets: Chapter 1 – A Big Birthday Surprise


Chapter 1 – A Big Birthday Surprise
What the heck is happening? What’s wrong with the plane? I can’t control it and I’m going down! There has to be somewhere safe to land. Where’s the runway at? I’m sure it was around here some-there it is! Okay, hold on! Aghhh! Am I alive? I feel alive but am I really alive?! I pinch myself, and yes! I’m alive!
“Whew!” I say aloud as I wipe the sweat off my face, “Now, that was a close one!”
I look around to see that there’s no one at the airfield. That’s strange. I remember when dozens of people filled this airfield because they wanted to learn how to make planes. My plane is a Fokker Dr. I triplane, which is what the Red Barron used in the recent war. At least I crashed on the runway near a hanger, so I can fix it later. It isn’t too banged up. It better not be for the price I bought it for. Who am I kidding? I have enough money in the bank to buy two. Oh, the joys of living in a business family.
It’s the reason why I’m back home. They sent me a letter saying that they have a big birthday celebration ready for me. One of my presents is supposed to be the family secret in how we’re so successful in the world. This entire island is ours with different parts of it having factories and offices for different industries. It’s amazing that none of the nations decided to attack and take over our island, but I guess you shouldn’t destroy an independent country that has companies and friends in all countries.
I’ve been away in other countries making planes and flying them and I’m glad to be back home. It’s way too quiet here. This island is usually bustling with activity, and I don’t hear anything. The only things I can hear are the birds in the sky and the animals in the wild. Maybe they’re all being quiet to surprise me. That seems like the best possible explanation, but I don’t see anyone near the village I grew up in. Yeah, I grew up in villages made of wood. It’s supposed to help us be humbler and to appreciate our roots, but it always felt off especially since we have fancy hotels for workers near their places of work. I guess I would’ve been a brat if I didn’t have something to keep my opinion of myself down, so I guess I appreciate these old houses.
There’s still no one around. I’m half expecting a tumbleweed to roll by for comedic effect. If that would happen, I would know there would be a surprise, so I guess it’s just hopeful thinking.
“Hello? Anyone out there? I know you’re here.”
Still nothing. Maybe they’re at my home. They have to be. Here we go.
“Hey! Every…one.”
Nope. No one is here. Not here nor there nor around this corner.
“Where is everyone?!”
…Still nothing. I was half expecting someone to finally jump out, but nothing happened. Nothing in the house is touched. It’s as if everyone suddenly disappeared. Maybe the neighbors are home. I check the house next to mine and find no one, but I do find a note. It says, “I was going to prepare the decorations for the surprise party, but the others talked me out of it. Instead, they told me to write this note and leave it here in the hopes that our returning family will see it and know that we’re still on the island despite it looking like no one is home. We’re somewhere else on the island, and you’ll have to use the skills we taught you to find us. Good luck!”
So, I have to work to get my surprise party. That makes sense. I’ve worked ever since I can remember. At first, work was showed to me like a game and then slowly became actual work. By then, I didn’t mind working because to me, I was still playing a game. A building game to specific. I liked building and I wanted to fly, so I helped people make airplanes. One of my favorite hobbies to do when I’m bored is to make paper airplanes, draw different designs on them, fly them around, and put them in my collection if I take a liking to them.
Speaking about paper airplanes, I’ll make one right now. My neighbor who owns this house has very fine and colorful paper that I like to use for my paper airplanes. I take a piece, make my airplane, and fly it. It goes around the room before going out the open window. Dang it. That always happens when I don’t realize the window is open. I chase after the airplane and…is that someone in the distance. He looks like a normal worker.
“Hello!” I call over to him.
“Hey!” the man says as he waves with a letter.
“Is that for me?”
“Ye-”
Suddenly, something in a white mask, black hair, and white robe grab the man from the corner and take him away. I run over to where the man disappeared and can’t find anything except for an empty alleyway. The letter is on the ground though. I open it and read it as I look around the area for the man. The letter says, “The rest of the family from the rest of the world is here. All we have to do is wait for the birthday boy to arrive. The workers are instructed to either stay in their homes or join us for the celebration if they won’t say anything about it to anyone else. We can’t have anyone else in the world figuring out our family’s secret to success. If you’re reading this birthday boy, come to your old playhouse. If you find this letter and you aren’t him, then bring this letter to him.”
Playhouse? Do they mean the repair shop in town? That’s the only place I can think of. I can’t find that man who disappeared nor his kidnapper. That mask and robe that person was wearing seem familiar. I might’ve seen it somewhere on the island. There might also be some significance to it, but I forgot what it was. It might be for some special ceremonial thing that goes back all the way to the start of my family’s business. I don’t know where the man nor the kidnapper could’ve gone.
Oh, here’s my paper airplane. I almost forgot about it. Huh?! I looked up for a second and thought I saw that same masked person from before.
“Hello? Why are you playing this game? Does it have to do with the family’s secret?”
The only response I get is silence. As I walk to the repair shop, I see figures in white robes and masks in the trees around me. When I put my eyes on them, they disappear, but they seem to reappear when I look away. The only way to look at them is to use the corner of my eyes. Even then, are they really there or just a figment of my imagination? I can hear something getting closer, but I can’t see what it is exactly. Is it the people in robes, an animal of some kind, or am I just going crazy?
“Okay, everyone, you’re really starting to scare me. You can drop the act now. AHHH!”
What the heck? Oh. It’s just a dog. I pet the dog a bit and then it walks away. The noises have stopped, and I’ve stopped seeing those people in robes in the trees. Am I just anxious or something? Who are those people in robes? Are those my family? If so, why are they making me work for my birthday gifts? Well, I guess I’ll find out eventually.

Friday, June 14, 2019

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A father, who's been living in hard times, finally gets a break when Curaga, who's known for curing most forms of cancer, offers him a worthwhile job. If he fulfills his duty as a guard to bring part of a cure to them, his daughter will be cured of her incurable disease, however, things go wrong and a sort-of zombie outbreak happens with zombies who can only be killed with fire and the five last bullets he has in a special issued pistol.
Can he survive against hordes of mutating, flesh-eating zombies with only five bullets?

Thursday, June 13, 2019

Last Five Bullets: Chapter 3 – Chekhov’s Gun

Chapter 3 – Chekhov’s Gun
We’re almost to the police station and there hasn’t been one single flesh zombie in sight. This feels so wrong compared to before where I couldn’t look in a single direction without seeing one of those things, but the town seems completely empty now. It makes sense because of what we just fought though it feels like there should be more. This makes things difficult for me in how I need to get rid of her. I’m hoping that either the people in the helicopter or in Curaga will change their mind if I can convince them that she can come with me. They must have seen what happened. They must know that she can be useful.
She’s sticking close to me while looking around and looking down at the ground every few seconds. Poor girl just lost her home and everyone she knew. There has to be something I can do.
“We’re here,” Clarrisa says as we arrive at the front of the police station.
This place isn’t heavily barricaded so it’s easy to slip into. The inside of the station barely has any blood in it and the place is mostly clean with a few things lying around as if someone was trying to leave after a normal Friday and they just wanted to go home. We pass by the armory and find that most of the guns are gone, but we do find some ammo and leftover grenades.
“We should take these just in case,” I say.
“You don’t think there are more out there, do you?”
“Better to be safe than sorry.”
“My dad always said that. He always warned me not to get into danger unless I knew I could get out.”
“He’s a smart man. I told my own daughter something similar.”
“You have a daughter?”
“Yeah. She has an incurable disease.”
“Is this job to help her?”
“Yes, it is.”
“I have a feeling you know more about this outbreak of flesh zombies than you let on. Is it true?”
Why does she really have to ask me this now?
She continues, “I know you’re an experienced officer, so you must be trained in knowing when someone’s lying, but that also must mean you know how to lie. You’ve been leaving just enough details in what you say and enough honesty in your voice to convince me that you’re an honest man, so be honest with me.”
“Your dad taught you how to be a good cop. I’m sure he’s proud of you.”
“Dad didn’t raise his daughter to be an airhead. Give me an honest answer.”
“The honest truth is that I was sent here to retrieve part of a cure that caused this outbreak, but the people who worked with us rebelled because they wanted the credit and fame for themselves. The cure itself can cure millions of people including my daughter, but when it’s separate, it’s deadly. Don’t blame the cure makers. Just blame the selfish pricks who didn’t want to cooperate because they weren’t going to get the credit they wanted.”
“Can you tell me who you work for?”
“You can figure that out on your own. A helicopter is coming here to pick me up with half the cure, but they don’t want anyone coming with me because they don’t trust you. That’s why you have to escape on your own.”
“They’re not much of a company that wants to help people if they want to leave me for dead.”
“They don’t want you dead. They just would rather you didn’t know who they were because you might not understand that it wasn’t their fault.”
“If that’s the way it’s going to be, then I will figure it out on my own.”
“I know you will. Now, go get a vehicle and leave.”
“Fine.”
Clarrisa leaves with her weapons. She’s going to find the answers she wants or Curaga is going to find her. I just know it. I hope they don’t do anything bad…oh no.
“Watch out!”
A large tendril is about to hit Clarrisa through a window, so I push her out of the way before it hits her.
“Clarrisa!”
“I’m okay!”
“Get out of here! Hurry!”
“How about you follow your own advice, old man?!”
Right. I head up the stairs as tendrils begin to pierce through them. Is that atrocity from before still alive or is this a different one? Whatever the answer is, I’m sure I’ll find out soon. When I get up to the roof, I look into the distance to see my helicopter, but when I look off one ledge I almost get hit with a tendril. I throw a few grenades I have off the ledge and after they all blow up, I slowly approach the ledge and look down to see a mess of burnt flesh, body parts, faces, and mouths. It’s definitely the same atrocity as before, but it’s smaller now and looks as if it cut off part of itself. Maybe it knew to do that so it could survive. There’s some kind of heart or core in the center of the mess that has veins connecting it together. I shoot at it and nothing happens. Even my last couple grenades don’t do anything.
Suddenly, I hear my helicopter and before I know it, it’s landing on the roof. When I look back down, I see that the atrocity is regenerating. My fire bullets are probably the only good weapon I can use. I then see a police car driving away. She finally gets out, but the atrocity gets up and runs with its many legs after Clarrisa. My normal bullets don’t do anything on the charred legs and body, and it’s already too far for my pistol shots to hit it. Damn it!
“Get in the chopper already!” I hear someone from the helicopter say.
I can’t do anything to help her now. Unless…
I get into the helicopter and tell the pilot, “Chase after that police car! That officer needs help!”
“Okay, but we aren’t stopping. Use the turret if you really want to do some real damage.”
I quickly get to the turret and unload whatever I can as we fly over Clarrisa, but I can only land so many shots that slow the atrocity down by a little. If only I had used my fire bullets on the core when I had the shot, then she wouldn’t have had any trouble escaping. It sounds like she’s taking sharp turns as she tries to dodge the atrocity. It’s on her tail. Come on Clarrisa…
“You still have half the cure, right?” the pilot asks.
“I got it.”
“It’s amazing that you survived. I heard that it was Hell on earth down there.”
“It was. I got out by the skin of my teeth thanks to a group of cops.”
“Is that who was in that car?”
“Yeah. There’s only one of them that survived.”
“That’s tough. They’re going to have a slim chance of survival especially with what’s coming next.”
“What do you mean?”
“They didn’t tell you? Here, use this comm device to ask them.”
The pilot gives me a communication device and I say into it, “This is Retto. I’m aboard the helicopter a-”
“We’re so glad you escaped, Mr. Retto. We knew we could rely on you. You’re just in time as well.”
“In time for what?”
“We were going to tell you, but we thought you already had so much rushing you that we thought it was better not to tell you about the nuke coming in.”
“Nuke?!”
“That’s the only way to truly clean the city. Any other way would just risk another outbreak.”
“Delay it! I rescued an officer who is trying to avoid an abomination of flesh while trying to escape.”
“Then we can only pray and hope that the officer escapes. We cannot call off the nuke especially since we’ve already pulled so many strings to get it deployed in the first place.”
I hit the side of the helicopter.
“Damn it! I should’ve brought her with me. If you only let me bring her with me-”
“Then you would’ve been in greater danger. We don’t believe in the exchange of lives, but you must think about the lives that will be saved with what you have. Don’t worry about the woman. If you think she is capable, she will escape.”
“Tch.”
“We will be seeing you soon with your reward, Mr. Retto, and don’t look directly into the explosion of the nuke, otherwise, you’ll be blinded.”
“Thanks for the tip.”
About thirty seconds pass before the town is nuked. I look at the aftermath and see that everything around the town is destroyed too. I guess the explosion had to be massive in order to destroy any infected creatures that might’ve wandered out of the town. Clarrisa is a smart girl, but I don’t know if she made it. If she did die…I don’t know. I can’t let myself worry about it now.
In the following days, my daughter is cured and is now perfectly healthy along with millions of other people. Even though I didn’t help in making the cure, my name is included with the others who did make it, which has given me some fame in the industry and government. I’m also set for life with the amount of money that Curaga has given me along with free healthcare, which is a nice bonus, however, I can’t get the events I went through out of my head.
My daughter and I now live in a nice small house for the two of us filled with all the things she wants. Pictures of my family, accomplishments, and all her toys and dolls in shelves for everyone to see. I don’t care for the look of the house, but I put my foot down when she suggests things such as putting up purple, red, and pink curtains all over the house to make it look fancier. My daughter goes to a special school to catch up on what she missed, and she’s doing well. I didn’t expect anything less from my daughter.
Speaking about daughters, Clarrisa is still on my mind. My daughter keeps reminding me of her because she wants to be an officer like me and acts tough and asks questions like how Clarrisa did. It may just be me being too hard on myself, but I could’ve saved more people if I actually used my fire bullets. I didn’t because I was afraid of exposing myself and risking my daughter’s life. Sure, the lives of millions of others were at stake, but in my mind, if I can’t save a single life, then I can’t save anyone. I’ve talked to psychiatrists at Curaga and they’ve told me to be easier on myself and the priests I see tell me the same. I guess I should just let it go, but I feel like I’m turning my back on my calling since I do nothing nowadays besides reading theology and philosophy books, instead of looking for guard jobs or at least trying to get back into law enforcement.
On one normal day, I get a knock at the door. A man dressed in a casual suit greets me and says, “We at Curaga have uses for your skills again if you wish to aid in the saving of more lives. What do you say, Mr. Retto?”
We talk about the pay and who will take care of my daughter then I say, “I accept, but please, call me Mr. Morte.”

The End