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Chapter 5 Kross

A small boy awakens on straw staring up at the sky. Grinning at the blue sky; he mocks the clouds above. The condition of the boy wearing nothing but a pair of tattered shorts becomes clear. His skin only shows a color do to the suit that has settled on him from head to toe. His ribs, and back stick out of his skin like ripples in sheets. Though his smile doesn’t fade as he knows how lucky they are to see the day. His spirit surpasses his physical appearance. As he walks without shoes through a shortened torn patch he remains joyous. His feet pass through unable to penetrate scar tissue from previous travels through harsher environments.

In the distance a woman’s voice rings out, calling a name repetitively in a slightly annoyed tone. The child no older than seven sits up and looks off towards a small hut made out of branches. A women with long flowing brunette hair wearing a dirty faded blue dress stands waving at him to come towards her. Her age is clearly in her thirties and the years were hard. Her face is has the markings of a thief and whore indicated by letters branded into her cheeks. A P for prostitute and a T for thief. Her wrists shine with scars from former shackles. Letting out a sigh he stands and begins to meander his way over to her.

Boy,” yes mother? ”

Mother,” Glenn I need to run to the river to gather up some water so we can wash up before your brother arrives and I need you to wait here him.”

Glenn,” Alright…I guess..do I really need to wash up though its a waste of water.”

Mother,” Yes, you do you haven’t washed in a while…and it will be dark here soon.”

Glenn,” I know but…”

Mother,” No but…just get your brother a bed made up so he can rest, a trip to town takes a lot out of him.”

His mother gathers up a two buckets which may be the only thing they own that is not in rough shape. With a sigh she uses some vines to tie the buckets to each end of a long pole like stick. She lefts up the stick and places on her shoulders wrapping her arms around each end to hold it firmly in place. She begins to walk off down a faded trail towards a small river that ran about two miles away on the edge of a dead forest.

Glenn sighs watching his mother fade off into the distance, picking up a stick he begins to practice his letters in a small patch of dirt. A few hours pass and darkness begins to fall. Slightly worried, for his mother should have returned before dusk. He works on attempting to start a fire. Heading inside he sits down next to a small pile of sticks and straw. Placing the straw in the center of a small fire pit inside the home of sticks and vines. He begins to hum a tune his mother hummed to him to calm him when he was little to numb the worried feeling that was slowly growing. Picking up a stone of flint and a small dulled knife which he slides harshly against to stone to create a spark. After several minutes he manages to catch the straw on fire with a small ember. Blowing on the spark it begins to glow. Smiling having started his first fire on his own he wondered what his mother will say when she gets back.

The glow of the fire shines out of the cracks of the hut. With the light he sets up his brother a place to sleep next to his and his mothers. His brother had been gone for a few days. the small village was about a days trek away, though he often wondered why they lived so far away from town he never did ask assuming that his mother knew best. The brother was only 13 and his mom promised once Glenn turned ten he could go with him to town. He looked forward to the experience of seeing other children and hoping maybe he could play with them as his brother took care of business. His thoughts were interrupted by a smell that he had never smelled before.

It was foul and alarming, turning he looked out the entrance of the hut to see a stocky thing with green skin and pointy ears looking in on him. Its mouth had rows of semi sharp teeth as its lips had red blood dripping down from it. Though it very large by any means but was bigger than the boy. It stood on two leather armor covered its body though the condition was very poor, in its hand was a long jagged dagger which had a rough and long life as well. Took him but a second to realize that he was staring at a goblin. Sliding back his hand landing on the dull knife he used to start the fire he grasped it.

Goblin, “whats…this…?” the goblin’s skills at the common language was limited at best. Grinning it entered the hut. The boy held up the knife and the goblin let out a cackling laugh.

Goblin, ” cute….soft…bony….not much meat….” The goblin look at the boy closely slightly disappointed upon his find.” NOt hungry now….eat tomorrow…”

The goblin put away his dagger without taking his eyes off the boy. Taking a step towards Glenn who let out a scream. It was at the moment the Goblin felt something alarming in his chest as he looked down at a small piece of metal sticking out of his leather armor. Confused, by it he reached to touch it cutting his finger on it. At this point he realized the pain he was in and it he could no longer breathe. Turning his head as best he could get Saw a larger boy holding a short sword that had been embedded into the back of the of the beast. Gagging the goblin fell to its knees and the boy let go of the sword. The goblin then fell over onto its side and life faded from its eyes.

Boy,”Glenn are you okay? Wheres mom?

Glenn remained still, his grip on the knife was strong as it remained pointed outward toward the goblin’s mortal coil. Unable to speak nor blink: his brother clapped his hands to get Glenn’s attention. Glenn turned and looked at his brother a moment before tears came across his face. He stood and rushed over to his brother dropping the knife as his arms raised to grab a hold of his brother who welcomed him with open arms. Scared Glenn dug his face into his kin’s chest. It was at this point he began to blurt out. ” Kross.” sobbing “Kross..mom went to the river and hasn’t come back…”

Kross,” shhh…its alright now but we need to go…” Kross knew that if one goblin was around more were sure to be in the area pushing Glenn aside he quickly put out the fire as the sounds of a horn blew off in the distance, searching the goblin he removing the sword from the back of the goblin with a steady jerk, he began to remove the armor and collected the goblin’s weapon. Placing the leather armor covered in black blood around Glenn and suiting him up it was a little big for Glenn, but now was not the time to be concerned with such things. Kross wrapped the belt for the sheath of the dagger around his younger brothers waist placing the dagger in it’s home. Taking his brothers hand he pulled him out of the hut.

Kross himself was about a foot taller than his brother and a bit more stocky having been keeping himself composed he wore a slightly worn shirt and pants as well as shoes that shown some wear and tear but still had some life to them. Dragging his brother out into the night, they heard an approaching group coming up the trail leading to the river. Kross shook his head knowing they could not make it town without being spotted. Kross ordered Glenn to dive into the small hay pile that he had been resting on earlier that day.

Glenn took a moment to follow his brothers orders as the fear of being killed grew greater as the sound of the small hoard grew louder. He wondered why his brother wasn’t coming too the pile of hay was big enough to cover them both.

Darth ran back behind the house where he had dropped his spoils from the village earlier having seen the goblin enter the hut. The bag was rather large considering the size of the young man who had carried it all this way. Hurry as fast as he could he joined his brother in the hay, covering the bag as best he could without leaving him or his brother exposed. The goblin mass passed by the straw as a few broke off to investigate the hut finding their dead ally they let out a horrid scream causing the night to fill with the sound of horror. The goblins tore down the hut letting out a war cry they stormed off towards the town assuming someone was already heading their to warn them.

Glenn and Darth remained hidden till dawn. Once the sun rose Darth poked his head out telling his brother to remain hidden. Darth headed off towards the river at a running pace. Upon arriving he began to look around for signs of his mother carefully searching the sides of the rivers and the tracks that lay in the wet earth. Seeing signs of his mother tracks among the claw marks of the goblins; he began to realize the truth of what had happened. Searching for a while he saw some drag marks in the softened soil. Tears began to form around his eyes as he followed it seeing bits of a faded blue dress stained with blood along its grooves. He found his mothers remains tied to a tree. The goblins had cut the flesh from her bones till there was barely anything left. Falling to his knees he began to weep.

After a few moments of morning he stood knowing his brother was alone and scared. He untied his mother from the tree and placed her body in the river watching the water carry it away. He again begun to cry knowing he could never tell his brother what he had found. That there would be no grave to come back to, that she was gone forever. After he regained his composure he began to head back to his brother at a quickened pace.

Upon returning he sees his brother sitting on top of the hay stack with a smile on his face. Confused Kross approached him.

Kross,” Glad to see you smiling again Glenn. ”

Glenn very excited responded, ” Kross, Kross, you wont believe it but I saw a wizard.”

Kross,” Glenn what are you talking about no one is here. ” Looking around he saw no signs or marks of a traveler nor wizard that his brother was claiming. ” Where did he go? What did he look like?”

Glenn,” Kross when you left he appeared next to our hut.” Glenn pointed to the hut that had been repaired. A smile on his face.” You see the wizard waved his hand and the hut was back again. The wizard was dressed in all grey and he had creepy black eyes, but he was really nice. Told me a secret he did and gave me this.” Glenn holds up a black coin with a raven on it.” He said if I ever have a wish all I need to do is flip this coin and he will come back to grant it.”

Kross,” give me that.” Kross demanded and Glenn closed it up in his hands screaming.

Glenn,” NO, I CAN’T, he said if anyone ever touched it other than me it wouldn’t work. ”

Kross,” now your just making stuff up let me see it. ”

Glenn,” NO, I wont. IF I do it wont work don’t you get it? The wizard was very stern about that.”

Kross,” fine then be that way, I don’t want to look at the stupid coin anyway. I brought back better stuff than that from town.” Kross digs out the bag from the hay and pulls out some apples tossing his brother one who fails to catch it as he holds onto the coin tightly. Kross sighs and picks up the apple, dusting it off hands it to Glenn who takes it with his empty hand and ravenously eats it. Kross also pulls out some salted pork and some shoes for his brother as well as a brand new shirt. In the bottom of the bag he sees the coffee his mother requested, with a sigh a tear runs down his face as he lifts it out of the bag.

Glenn,” thank you for the cloths and shoesKross you are the best brother a boy could have you know that. Whats that stuff?

Kross,” Coffee for mother..” he says as sadness creeps into his tone.

Glenn,” for who?”

Kross,” Mother you dult”

Glenn,” who? ”

Kross,” stop it thats not funny”

Confused Glenn looks at Kross. Glenn,” I am not being funny Kross, who are you talking about?”

Kross now getting angry,” What are YOU talking about? Mom our mother, the lady that takes care of us. ”

Glenn,” what lady its always been just you and me,” Glenn slips on the shoes which have some room to grow as he tosses the shirt on over the leather armor. still holding onto the coin.

Kross,” NO it hasn’t you jerk. Mom….Mother…” Kross looks over at Glenn who has a confused smile on his face as he seems to have honestly no clue what Darth is talking about. “Eat up, we are going to move somewhere nicer.” Kross says with a forced smile fighting back the tears, not sure whats going on with his brother but he decides it might be for the best. Means Glenn wouldn’t be burden by the loss of their mom as he is.

Years pass as they travel from town to town stealing and conning what they needed to survive, as Glenn held onto the coin. Once Glenn reached 16 he fell in love with a women and soon they had a family. Glenn got a job as a farm hand and stopped his life of crime. Kross decided it was time for him to move on that Glenn had a real future before him and it wouldn’t be fair for him to continue to hold him back. As Kross’ crime kept him on the move, to avoid being captured. One day Kross left his brother a note leaving in the dead of night wishing Glenn the best of luck; telling him he would be back from time to time with gifts for him and his family. It was at this time Kross took up drinking coffee and began to explore the world on his own.

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A Story Into Time Chapter 5 The First To Fall. (Currently being rewritten.)

Hades stands strong with his crown of bones resting on his silver hair. A handsome spectacle indeed, using his beauty to ease the passing of those who are ill and those who have reached the elderly age. Though most see him as evil or cruel, truth be told he was a very kind God in charge of ending the pain of those who are suffering.

Around his neck hangs a key made of stone bone and blood. Forged in the darkness it was paired with a lock which was created before Hade’s time to lock up all of the failed creations of the Creator. They were the first Darklings consisting mainly of soul eaters and demons. The common folk considered this Gate a myth, a lore to tell children that if they were bad they would leave them before the Gate where they would be consumed by the evil within.

Hades looks down upon an old woman’s who small hut was in much need of repairs. He can’t help but remember last year when he had to help her husband find his way to the realm of peace and the afterlife. He walks into her hut and sits down on the old ladies bed. Who at first is startled and scared by his sudden arrival. Hades speaks in the most comforting tone,” Rose, relax I have come to help you…”Hades is wearing a black cloak and black leather armor complete with black leather gloves. He smiles gently and takes out a leather canteen pouring out a pain remedy into a horn.

Rose,”I…I remember you…you came to see my husband Bernard..then when you left I came in to find my sweetest love dead…”

Hades,”Yes I remember, he was in great pain and though his body may have stopped breathing he has never left you.” Hades to her side causing her head to turn and look as well. Hades’ reveals a specter of her husband who is lying next to her holding her in his arms.

Hades,”Rose, Sweet Rose, he has never left your side…He has been waiting and holding you every night..

Rose,”Bernard…you’re here?….I love you so much…”she takes the drink and takes a sip…as she does Hades removes the glove from his right hand revealing a hand of tendon and bones. As she drinks she finds herself feeling no pain and quickly becoming tired.

Rose drops the horn and is fast asleep. Hades gently takes his finger and brushes the hair out of her eyes. And as soon as he does her soul rises up out of her body becoming a specter…she sees Bernard and they kiss. Once they kiss a white light engulfs them and in a flash they are gone.

Hades stands and removes himself from the humble home. Once outside he sees an adjacent figure with shiny blond hair in golden armor. The man is holding a lance with a spear of beauty, grace, and devastating elegance.The spear itself is finely detailed with words of the ancients. His golden armor is covered in the same markers. Confused by this man Hades chooses to walk away as no mortal can see him unless he wishes.

“Figures…God showing your back to someone isn’t a wise move.” The Golden Stranger says with a cool and cocky tone.

Hades stops dead in his tracks, now knowing this figure can see him which means this stranger is no ordinary mortal. Hades turns and looks at the figure yet again. The man stands about 50 yards away, with golden hair and eyes he leers back at Hades.

Hades speaks words of wonder,”I see you know what I am…but forgive my ignorance as I know not who you are or why you stand armed. ”

Figure with cold words,” I am the dream of every mortal…I am Gilgamesh, here to fulfill the wish of mortals everywhere, do you know what that is? It’s very basic concept. Freedom….Freedom from the Gods.”

Hades can’t help laugh,” Oh is that so golden child. Have you any concept of how absurd the words you speak are. The Gods are above the whelms or day dreams of mortals” Hades says smugly. His hand still exposed as he walks towards Gilgamesh. Still chuckling over this preposterous notion of dispatching Gods.

Gilgamesh grins,” Your plague on this world is over. I shall see to it every temple crumbles all scripture is destroyed. No one well remember what Gods are, I shall start with you.”

Hades shakes his head,” you really are reckless. Gods will never be silenced.” Hades now facing the man who lowers his spear down to his side. Hades reaches out and touches Gilgamesh’s face causing it to turn black for a second and Gilgamesh’s veins to pop out of his skin and turn a dark green sickly color. Though Gilgamesh’s smile never fades. Hades looks at him confused, as the man has a soul strong enough to resist his powers. The man is alive but has no life to taken. Causing Hades to jump back and glare with confusion at what stood before him.

Gilgamesh,” my turn….” With a swift motion Gilgamesh shoves the spear vertical up through Hades stomach and out through his throat. Hades steps back and Gilgamesh leaves the spear in him.

Gilgamesh,” Reckless…” Gilgamesh spits before he tears out in and upwards motion splitting his rib cage and throat open open. Exposing his heart which Gilgamesh removes and pushes Hades backwards. As Hades falls he begins to to turn white, and by the time he would hit the ground he is nothing but ash. Gilgamesh watches the heart turn white and then he crumbles it shaking the dust from his hand.

The key that was wrapped around Hades’s neck falls onto the ground. Puzzled Gilgamesh picks it up wondering why it too did not turn to ash. Along with everything else the God was “wearing”. Picking it up he places it around his own neck as a souvenir of his victory. From out of the trees, a women barely clothed in armor with similar markings walks up behind Gilgamesh never making a sound she approaches from his rear.

Gilgamesh,”How long have you been there Diane?”

Puzzled by the fact he figured out she was approaching she responds playfully.” Not Long, not long at all…”

Gilgamesh shakes his head slightly, ” so the whole time then.”

Diane,” Yeah that would be accurate…So you killed one of those God creatures huh?”

Gilgamesh proudly responds,” yes and it was much easier than I could have hoped for.”

Diane is a very slender women with an angelic almost innocent face. Her blond hair hangs just above her shoulders. Her clothing leaves very little to the imagination, exposing teal skin with nearly faded battle scars. She has dull purple eyes and a very slight teal look to her skin in direct sunlight. Though this all changes as she steps in front of Gilgamesh, as her form turns to that of Hades, looking the same as Hades once did. She slides up to Gilgamesh wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his cheek as she giggles. Gilgamesh isn’t impressed and pushes her off of him.

Diane who mimics Hades soothing deep voice,” Oh don’t be so up tight, Alexander is a big guy but I can make some room for you too sweetie” She blows Gilgamesh and kiss. ” Shall I go undercover, perhaps locate this city of the Gods the mortals all go on and on about….And I must say, they are very interesting yet extremely dull to listen too…”

Gilgamesh nods to her idea, as he tries to shake the image out of his head that she just placed there.” Yes go ahead, as recon of mortals seems to be boring you cause well…you are here….not doing what I had asked.”

Diane’s voice now mimics Gilgamesh’s vocals,” Diane go out into the world of the mortals and find out all you can about these Gods the mortals made us to defeat, we must know if they pose a threat to us or not.” Her voice returns to a copy of Hades,” And what better way than to walk into the den of lions unnoticed. Though, there is something I had over heard, which I think you should know about…These Gods are not the first, there were older ones, that one day just disappeared, and then there was a dark age before these new ones appeared. Its rumored that the old Gods are only sleeping or have abandoned this plane.”

Gilgamesh,”Interesting, gather what info you can about the city of these Gods and see what info you can uncover about the older gods…might prove useful if they were banished or destroyed, their might be a weapon or spell to drive these false gods away. If so report back to me immediately, so we can send out word to the others, and find it before some fools do…

Diane nods turning into a Falcon and taking flight. Gilgamesh slightly jealous of the flight aspect many of his brothers and sisters shared. Curious about the mortals he walked into the old hut where the women’s body lies still. A faint smile remains on her face which slightly surprised Gilgamesh. He begins to rummage around the worn hut. Finding a box under her bed which had a small lock on it. Grabbing the lock he pulls it off the chest breaking the latch. Opening it he finds a Diary, a few gold pieces a small dagger and a wedding band.

Gilgamesh looks a the gold coins in both confusion and awe as they symbols on it he doesn’t know. He looks at the ring trying to piece together why a mortal would lock such items up. What could be the use or value of these alien items. The dagger he picks it up, determining he was made of some sort of silver iron mixture. The weight was even and the blade balanced, he places it back into the box. He picks up the diary opening it where a drawing of a young women with a beautiful smile looks back at him. He flips the page and begins to read.

“Happy wedding day my Love, Fill these pages with memories and adventures our journey. One day when we are old and gray we can read the joys of our lives. Your betrothed Bernard. ”

Curious about this concept of love he flips to the next page. where the writing becomes far more feminine.

“Yesterday was the happiest of my life followed by the funnest. My darling pulled out all the stops and I can not believe what he has done. Today was our honeymoon, my prince charming brought me to an actual noble Ball where all the kings of man, dwarfs, Gnomes and Elves with their heirs arrived. It was held at the great hall of Loraine inside the human City of Honor. Never in my life have I seen so many colors, nobility and grace. Bernard’s brother worked as tailor for some nobles and managed to convince him to give me a dress that was made and rejected. The silver and tan coloring wasn’t as flattering as I hoped, and the frill around my neck was so scratchy but Bernard looked at me constantly throughout the night as he played his fiddle. I love him so much, he truly loves me and it showed so much last night. He slipped me in with the rest of the band where I had to change and sneak once I got into the room with the nobles. We could have been punished greatly for attending the luxuries of the blessed. Oh yes the feast….oh what a feast was set up during and after. I did not know much about the world. That night was full of magic I danced and ate my fill. Saw a fire elf and a water elf give each other curious glances…ha ha ha. King Luther of the plains drank so much wine he fell asleep on his throne. His children had to carry him off before the mid ball festivities. Dwarf leader Sheer introduced his youngest son Grendle, who had to be 6 or so, he was so adorable. A pudgy mini-dwarf I could barely contain my excitement. I watched him try to eat a turkey leg like his father and almost laughed out loud. Not because it was so funny but more because it was beyond precious. such a small face and hand holding up such a large piece of meat the boy could barely sink his teeth in, and would tear off too large to chew bites. Can not wait to have some kids of our own. His wit and my charm, the world will bend before for them, this I know to be true. It was truly a magical night that when my husband…I can’t believe I said it. Husband, was finished providing music we went to an after party below held by the servants. King Vladrea, who hosted the gathering made sure the servants had access to the leftovers and could hold their own party of sorts in the servants quarters. My husband and I danced for a few more hours and spend many hours with several interesting folks. Never in all my years have I ever been happier. First of the best days of my life. ”

Gilgamesh puzzled by many of the concepts portrayed by this personal text closes the book. He closes the box and places it back under the bed. He looks one last time at the women who lied still, seeing only vague resemblance to the women drawn on the first page. Strange he thought flipping through the pages of the book. He turned to leave with book still in hand. It could be of some use in learning about the world through a mortals eyes.


Holding On

Holding On

You are free to fly
As I still wait to die
Still I can not feel woe
As my boat continues to row

My smile remains
Cause my love is near
Freed of her living chains
She can truly touch my heart
Cleansing away all of my pains

I feel her in the air I inhale
Waiting for my final exhale
It is not my time just yet
So she will follow my every step

She keeps me fully restored
For I know she waits for me
She sees what all I have explored
And all I will one day see
For our souls are our reward

My love stayed behind
Now we are combined
As she stays in my heart
Keeping it from falling apart

I can not miss what never leaves
My love and I will never part
She would never let me grieve
There will never going to be an end for us
For our love was not make believe


Chapter One: The Beginning

Chapter One: The Beginning

A man stands before a piece of glass
On the other side stands a lass
Her skin had changed to the color of grass

He grins at her body his eyes do peer
As she does her best not to sneer
They look at one another so clear

“Welcome to the world 364,”
He said with no life to his core
His voice made her sore

On the glass she placed her hand
He smiled viewing her brand
Though it faded as the glass turned to sand

His eyes filled with terror
When her finger turned into a parer
It was now he realized his error.

With a swift motion his blood did splatter
She began to consume his matter
When down the hall came rising chatter

She stood as blood ran down her chin
As her body she gave a spin
Turning she gave a grin…

As large man walked through the door
He saw the other on the floor
Little did he know this was the start of the war

With a swift move she removed his head
Exiting out to the hall where she left many dead
Wasn’t too long till the rest fled.

Making it to several other cells
She opened other monsters shells
As warnings rang indicated by bells

10 in all tore the building apart
This was only the start
As the future was theirs to chart.

We travel now a few years ahead
A man in a tavern covers his head
Under a white cloak he hides his dread

Chatter about the war is heard
Some saying it was all absurd
In speech very slurred

Demons, orcs, and trolls made their way
Across the mainland with a leader non could slay
They spoke of whether they should leave or stay

The man in white
Stands and speaks of whats right
That they should band together in the night

This causes uneasy waves throughout the setting
Keeping gambling men from betting
As the concept makes some pants ready for wetting

The man calms the storm of fear
With statements so sincere
But his view was clear

If no one stands to fight they already lost
And will be forced to pay the greatest cost
That will be worse than any early frost.

As the mood of the tavern changes
The men cheer in different ranges
As gold continues different exchanges

The man in white sits back down
Knowing in weeks he will be the only around
The rest here will scatter on the ground….

Hours pass and stars begin to fade.
The man stands in candles’ shade
Departing he feels a blade.

“Gilgamesh, what are you planning?”
Questions a voice so enchanting,
While his memories he is scanning.

“Medea,” Gilgamesh gives a smirk.
“Glad I could trouble you from your work
In the shadows we shall no longer lurk.

“Come with me, and we shall change it all
We were made for a purpose and its time to answer the call
Gather the others its time we halt our continued stall.”

Medea Grins, ” certainly, seems we well finally have some fun.”
The women turns her silver hair in a common bun.
Off to bid her masters wishes she did run.

She begins her quest by talking to Alexander
Who could be a fearsome commander
Though he lacked the candor.

Bored with winning every contest of strength
He easy to convince without much length
Though on her list he was the tenth

Next she came across Lucifer,
He was also easy from which to coffer
Always up to make someone suffer.

Wasn’t long after till she found Ellen
Who was with her lovely sister Helen
Whom was anything but a felon

Helen was created with the power to allure
Though Ellen was about to command power impure
Causing great pain she did endure

Unexpectedly she ran into Lancer
The others referred to him as cancer,
Though he gave her the right answer…

With some trouble she found Diane
Her head resting on her pet lion
Who went without Meade tryin’

Three six four was next on the list
Though Medea suffered a broken wrist
364 could only smile, as Medea did insist

The last took the longest to find
Causing Madea to almost lose her mind
Though her quest would be over when he signed

Cecil, “Gathered the others already have you?”
Then what is it that you want me to do?
Ah yes, don’t speak, I do not need your clue”

Medea stands in front of a man in a sandy cloak
With anger on her face as her voice gives a choke
“If you wont come willingly then I will force you,” she does provoke

Cecil, “Threatening a fellow immortal?”
He asks following it with a small chortle.
” Last chance,” She says opening a portal.

Cecil, “Medea, you have never seen my power,
Do not assume I have a will that would cower,
For to do that would insure that it will easily tower”

Medea sneers, “You were always a coward
Soon your free will well be devoured
And you will see that I am empowered…”

Medea raises her arm to reveal a wand
She points it at him to make him her pawn
He vanishes before her spell can bond

He reappears inches from her face,
Causing her back away to regain pace,
As she looks around and several now fill the space

Her eyes open wide as now 100 stand
Armored with war hammer in hand
Shaking her head trying to understand

Cecils, “Please continue we dare.”
Cecil from before holds her stare
As her wand is now in his hand, and hers is bare.

In the portal he tosses her toy,
Cecil, “Tell Gilgamesh I will not take part in his ploy”
Run along now before I decide to destroy.”

Cecil brings his hammer into her chest
Easily flatten her so called breasts
Forcing her into the portal, and it ingests.


Bang

BANG!
by Shoeless Boy Wonder

BANG!
the gun rang.
Silence of frozen breath

Became stagnant in the air
As I could only stare
Watching a soul leave a body

I was left so melancholy
While death walked through
Taking someone I knew

Hands holding an empty torso
Movement was a lie
As I watched him die

Soon I would cry
Soon I would Plead
Soon I would bleed

BANG!
The Gun Rang!
Silence of fading breath

Over I slump
Moving as much as a bump
I felt the pull

As I forgot the pain
As my blood left a stain
Looking at what had been done

I wait for death to come
As gun shots continue
Tearing through sinew

Screams follow as I just watch
Shaking my head as I am joined
By those taken by one purloined

Bang
The Gun Rang,
Silence of final breath

No more well I smile
No more will I frown
No longer will I be around

No more will his children see
No more will he give advise
No more will he rise

All this taken for nothing
All this given for the same
This end is just a shame.


Return of Death

Return of Death

I heard you were back in town
Forcing those I know to frown.
Taking another one of my friends,
Tell me when does this misery end.

You seem to come by every year
To return to my eye, a tear.
You plague me and those so dear,
For you are always so very near.

Goodbye RJ, you were one of a kind
One to try to help when you were in a bind
A little nuts, a little rude
One willing to be speak with lewd

We may have had our disagreements
Now I just see funeral arrangements
Again I sit and hear the end of a story
Feel the linger of their former glory


Tis Life

Tis life

Tis life to question death
For death to question life
For life to have pain
And death to end the strife

So why would someone kill themselves?
Is simple they know of life’s fear
As death has a promise of sudden peace
With an outcome never quite clear

Now lets look at the subject
They say all life has equality
Yet the value of some is “higher”
When you mix in the idea of quality

A judgement people ignore
For if a person’s life is pain
Verse a life of endless pleasure
It seems death is very sane

For who wants to live in pain?
Or the endless feeling of longing
When life itself is mundane
Or that of constant flogging

Don’t look down on those who take that step
For you have no right to judge their choice
Who could say you wouldn’t have slept
If stuck living in with thier silent voice.