Introduction
Then the Lord God took the man and put him into the Garden of Eden to cultivate it and keep it. The Lord God commanded the man, saying, “From any tree of the garden you may eat freely; 17 but from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not [n]eat, for in the day that you eat from it you will surely die.”
Yet man wasn’t as trustworthy as God would have liked. Weakened due to curiosity it listened to the strange beast called Lucifer. Taking a bite out the apple Man understood it’s err. By consuming the forbidden fruit it showed the vile beast the location of God’s treasure. A scepter whose power shouldn’t fall prey to one such as Lucifer. Desperately Man and Woman tried to rectify their wrongs but they failed to do so.
Lucifer took the scepter. Thankfully the archangel nicknamed God’s right hand intervened. In their conflict the scepter tumbled towards Earth. A human called Ra discovered this scepter. Using it he created a powerful nation. When Ra became weary of this power he hosted a tournament. To see whom would be most fit for this power. Thinking himself above all Ra failed to realize the trickery which three humans set for him. Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades made Ra give up his scepter. Then they cast lots dividing the power between themselves.
Using these powers the brothers elevated their families to gods. They also granted humans mystical weapons. Yet as they realized too late the more artifacts they created the weaker the scepter becomes. Bidding for the right moment God sent down Jesus.
Jesus took on the brothers and their family. Which ultimately resulted in Jesus’ death. Although Jesus did take down the brothers. Many of the people working under them had vast recourses. Using the several artifacts left for them they convinced the general population to follow their rule. However, all wasn’t lost. During his time on earth Jesus had taught twelve warriors whom were tasked to protect the scepter at all cost. These warriors hid in Jerusalem and for centuries withstood the onslaught of the Catholic Church.
Seeing the Church’s influence waning Pope Clement VI sent a disastrous disease named the black plague. To protect the scepter one warrior, John took it with him heading east. There in a foreign land he met Zhen He, who took him to a faraway land.
Chapter 1
Erick looked at the test. He knew all the correct answers. The problem was that only a minute had passed since the examination began. He had to waste time. Twirling the pencil in his hand he looked up. The professor sat at her desk. Students besides him concentrated harshly on the paper in front of them.
“Act normal,” he told himself.
He had to keep up this farce. Treading his hand on his buzz cut hair he acted the part. Anxiously he waited for the first student to be done. With one more look at his scantron he chose which answers to get wrong. He grabbed his backpack its rustle heard loud and clear in the quiet classroom. Walking forward he turned in his biology exam. As soon as he left the room he pulled out his My-Chery. Putting in his password he saw a text from Gabbie.
-Hey are you free tonight-
-What’s up-
-Nothing do you want to Webflix and chill-
-Oh as good as that sounds I can’t. Got that paper to finish sorry :( -
Placing the phone in his pocket he marched to the library. He couldn’t spend too much time with her. He was afraid of getting too close. Pushing Gabbie out of his head Erick breathed in the hot fall air. March neared its end. As he lived in Florida there only existed two temperatures. Hot and hotter. He loved the humidity, the blazing heat and the beaches.
Erick continued his pace. Large verdant lawn illuminated by dimly lit lights. Feeling the call of Mother Nature he headed to a nearby restroom. After a quick stop at the urinal he washed his hands. He looked at himself in the mirror. His dark piercing eyes stared at him back. His tall lanky frame hunkered on the sink. His broad jaw, wide nose and thick lips made most women do a double take. What used to be a blessing is now a curse.
“A black god huh,” he whispered to himself.
Exiting the restroom Erick made it to the library. He climbed the spiral staircase. Reaching the top his eyes wondered downward. Luckily he happened to spot a very promising cleavage. Smiling at himself he walked to the back of the library. There he found a table tucked away behind the fortress of books. Sitting down he aimlessly wandered the internet.
“Hello Erick,” a sweet little voice entered his ears.
He cursed in his mind. “Hey Nikita.”
A short American-Indian waltz towards him. She had a small round face. A cute button nose with an ear stud on her left nostril. Her thin lips complemented her chunky cheeks. Her large eyes only conveyed her cunning nature. Nikita lowered her head planting a kiss on his lips. He began responding slowly, then he broke it off.
“Aww,” she pouted. “Don’t you want more,” her hand made its way to his crotch.
“No. Not tonight I got some homework. Besides don’t you have to do rounds around the library?”
No sooner had he said that she grabbed his hand and placed it on her medium sized breast. He yanked it back. Seeing her advances had no results she yielded.
“No worries if you need me I’ll at front desk. Bye.” Giving him a peck on the cheek she left.
Erick watched her petite ass sashay away. It took too much to deny her. One drunken night he spent with her. He let his façade slip. She witnessed part of him. Now she came back yearning for the full version.
Seeing the time he decided to head home. Saying good night to Nikita as he passed he went to the parking garage. Retrieving his keys he entered his matte grey nassin. The five speed manual car pulled out of the parking. Hoping on the highway he lowered his windows enjoying the warm air. Getting off his exist he cruised down the street. Coming up to a red light he saw a vehicle stopped on the side of the road.
Driving past it he continued until his conscience arrived. “Fucking A. I’ll go help I guess.”
He stopped right behind the broken down vehicle. There he saw a Santa Claus looking grandpa staring at his tire.
“Hey, do you need help sir?” Erick proposed.
Santa Claus looked back at him, “Yes I seem to have a flat tire.”
Erick looked sure enough the front left tire was flat. “Open the trunk for me.”
The old man did as he asked. Calmly Erick began by loosening the bolts. Then he propped the jack and started lifting the car. So focused on the tire he failed to notice an approaching car. All of a sudden white light invaded his view.
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Too all of you whom probably read the first form of this I humbly apologize. It was bad. It was my first piece of written literature I did many mistakes (some of which have stuck with me). Oh well you live and learn right. Anyway this is the adventure of Erick just told differently I guess. Still hella (yes that's a real word google it) average thought. Enjoy :)
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