Guns and Swords

[Harakiri]

Guns and Swords

 

Part 1 James

 

Chapter 1

 

 

 

Zach Archer lay on the hard concrete outside of the factory named:

 

ARCHER CORP.

 

Zach was half asleep. Beside him lay his scabbard, with his swords hilt protruding from the end. The only thing that kept him awake was the constant horns, blaring from the cars at the busy intersection of Third and Fourth streets.

 

 

 

Zach was seventeen. A high school dropout. In everyones eyes, a failure. Zach did not think he was a failure.

 

 

 

Zach had the goldeneye. The eye of the sword master. Only fifty people on the earth could be a sword master. The catch of being a swordmaster was that you had to kill your own father before your coming of age (21), in order to have something for the demon inside the goldeneye to not take you over, and ultimately use your body as a vessel to destroy the world.

 

 

 

Zach's father had a goldeneye. That was the problem. He was more powerful than Zach. But Zach had to kill him. Or it would be the end of humanity. But that was the thing. Zach's dad, Bob, was a scientist.

 

 

 

Zach's dad would contain the evil demon Zach until it was time for Bob to kill him. He would probably use evil demon Zach as a weapon to kill all his enemies. You see, his father wanted to take over the world.

 

 

 

Zach had no idea what plan he was hatching at the moment but Zach had to kill him. Or die trying to kill him.

 

 

 

Zach checked his watch. 1:07. Late enough. He grabbed his sword from beside himself and stood to his full height of six foot five. He then ran to an emergency exit and began to use a lockpick to open the door. A small CLICK, and Zach was in.

 

 

 

Zach unhooked the hooks that kept the holster of his Uzi closed. He gripped the Uzi's stock. He gently closed the door behind him and ran down the empty service corridor. The lights were on very dim, but just light enough that someone could figure out where they were going.

 

 

 

The corridor opened up to a room full of crates. Zach took a small swiss army knife and shoved it into a gap in the top. When he pulled the knife out, the whole top of the box came with it. Zach pulled his knife out of the piece of wood and looked into the boxes contents. Machinery. There was ton of metal in this box.

 

 

 

Zach replaced the top of the box and continued to a part of the room full of plastic tanks with liquids in them. Zach jumped onto a hundred gallon vat. It had a twist top on top. Zach turned it and pushed the twist top aside. Inside, there was a bubbling liquid. Acid. Zach could tell.

 

 

 

Two voices. Zach jumped down and put his back to the vat.

 

 

 

"...I don't know Archer wants with all this stuff."

 

 

 

" He's crazy is why!"

 

 

 

"No he's not, he's a bloody genius!" Zach caught his english accent.

 

 

 

"You think everyone is a genius!"

 

 

 

"No I don't! He is just smart as hell"

 

 

 

Their footsteps stopped.

 

 

 

"The twist top is off the vat!"

 

 

 

Zach pulled his Uzi out of its holster. One of the guys were taking out his walkie-talkie when Zach jumped out of his hiding place and shot them.

 

 

 

Zach ran for it. He entered another corridor, this one with a lab at the end. Zach ran in and jumped all the desks in the lab. A man with an AK-47 noticed Zach and tried to shoot him. The glass tubes full of liquid exploded and fell to the floor. Some of the shrapnel cut into Zach's flesh. His droplets of blood left a trail. A large glass window was in Zach's way of a hangar with airplanes and two tanks in it.

 

 

 

Zach jumped through the window and fell to the ground about twelve feet below. Zach found himself surrounded by guards, AK's trained on Zach's head. Zach dropped his Uzi and kicked it away. One of the guards stooped to pick it up and thats when Zach struck.

 

 

 

Zach jumped onto the guys head and jumped on top of a fighter jet. Zach ran along the back of it and hopped onto another jet. Zach jumped off the jet and ran for the door at the end of the hangar but stopped. On a catwalk above stood Zach's father. Bob told the advancing guards to stop.

 

 

 

"My son." He said deeply.

 

 

 

"Dad" Zach said this with a hint of happiness in his voice.

 

 

 

"Why are you so happy?" Bob asked.

 

 

 

"I get to fight with you and get revenge."

 

 

 

"You will not get revenge here. Just death."

 

 

 

Bob jumped onto the rail on the side of the catwalk. He then let himself fall to the floor of the hangar. He stood valiantly. He looked mostly like his son. Golden eyes, brown hair, a lean figure. They both wore leather jackets, jeans, and combat boots. Zach and Bob both had there hands on their swords hilts.

 

 

 

They both drew at the same time. Swords clashed. Sparks flew. Bob pushed real hard and knocked Zach off balance. Bob swung as Zach tried to keep himself from falling to the ground.

 

 

 

Zach got his balance and continued to parry his fathers blows. Eventually, his father started using more power. His blows were stronger. Zach was not able to parry one of his blows and Zach was suddenly bleeding. Zach clutched his stomach, where warm blood oozed and fell in a puddle to the ground.

 

 

 

"Shouldn't have tried kid." Those were the last words Zach could make out before he fell to the ground.

 

 

 

End of chapter 1

[Xewleer]

ahh... much better than snake and Noob...

 

 

 

 

 

What does the goldeneye do? is it like the Byukagen or Sharingen of Naruto? or just a distinguishing mark?

[Harakiri]

Its just a distinguishing mark that I will go into detail more about eventually. Its funny how some people think this is good and some think this story is bad. I like it though and people have just read the first chapter! I will explain the character more in the next chapter.

[Bluejayfan94]

WOW This is DEFINITELY better than Snake and Noob.

[Harakiri]

WOW This is DEFINITELY better than Snake and Noob.

 

 

 

I am sorry...that sounded like sarcasm... :-k

[sephiroth_king]

Wayyyyy better than S+N. But the Goldeneye reminds me too much of James Bond: Goldeneye...(Which is literally an eye equipted to the person to enhance combat...) Ah well...

[Harakiri]

Chapter 2

 

Family matters

 

 

 

The doctors surrounded the bed. Bob walked in and ran to the bed, shoving doctors out of the way. There lay Mary Archer. A baby nestled now in a doctors hand. Naked and bloody, the baby began to cry.

 

 

 

"What will you name him Mrs. Archer?" Asked the doctor holding the child.

 

 

 

"Zach Dylan Archer."

 

 

 

"Would you like to hold him Mr. Archer."

 

 

 

Bob took him in his hand. He was covered in blankets. Bob unwrapped the one over his face and saw to his horror, the golden eye.

 

 

 

"Isn't he adorable?" Asked Bobs wife.

 

 

 

"Yeah..." Bob knew what Zach had to do in order to not destroy humanity. He knew that all people with golden eyes were Satan's minions, brought to Earth to show God that Satan was powerful. Of course, the first golden eye was a chinese philosopher who figured out the meaning of it through contact with Satan's brother, the most powerful Angel, Mosses.

 

 

 

So for years, people have had to kill their own Fathers in order to let the demon in the golden eye have a soul to chew on till the vessel the demon was in died. There was one thing that could ultimately cause all golden eyes to go berserk though. If Satan found a way to get onto Earth. Then, the Demons inside the human vessels would be even more powerful and Humanity could say goodbye.

 

 

 

All this to impress God.

 

 

 

Bob sat in the waiting room. He thought about his history lessons about his eye. It was not only the eyes that told everyone he was a demon vessel. He also had Satans mark on his arm. He always wore a glove so as not to show anyone the mark. He was not a Christian. If he entered a church, a holy ground, the demon would be destroyed along with the human vessel.

 

 

 

A doctor walked in and motioned for Bob to follow. Bob followed her to the nursery, where only one crib was filled, the one with Zach in it.

 

 

 

The doctor left. Bob pulled open a window and looked down. Not to far to the alley below. Bob pulled out his Colt classic. He had to kill it. He had to run. Get surgery to look different, rename himself. That never did happen though.

 

 

 

He aimed it. The baby was sleeping. Bob put his silencer onto the barrel and suddenly...

 

 

 

"BOB."

 

 

 

Bob shot on reaction and missed. The bullet entered his wifes stomach. Blood soaked her hospital gown. She fell out of her wheelchair.

 

 

 

"No...no...no!"

 

 

 

"Goodbye...and make sure to tell my son, I love him."

 

 

 

"Please don't die..." Tears began to well up in his eyes.

 

 

 

"I know why you tried to kill him...and I don't regret my death. I saved my son... Thats what counts. I...loved you...until...now..."

 

 

 

Her breathing stopped. Bobs tears mixed with the blood of his wife, pooled all over the tile floor. Bob ran. He jumped out the window and ran. The doctors found Bob's wife and Zach. Her wedding ring was off her finger. The baby began to cry.

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Orphan care was a terrible fate. He was made to do chores at age 4. He was made to wash dishes, take out trash, and scrub the toilets. At age 6 an old man with one golden eye and a blue eye adopted Zach. Zach was brought to a school where he was taught fighting styles. He went to normal school as well. He continued this routine until he was 16. He then dropped out of High School and went in pursuit of his father. He had seen the newspaper clippings, heard the stories. His father had killed his mother. Nobody knew why. And Zach wanted revenge...

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Zach woke up. He was in a small room. He was lying on a comfy bed, with bandages all across his stomach. The doctor gasped as he saw Zach get up.

 

 

 

"Lay down, lay down."

 

 

 

"How long have I been here?"

 

 

 

"Two days."

 

 

 

"Jeez..."

 

 

 

"Your lucky you are alive. Your dad drove you here, basically dropped you on the front step and left. He gave to these flowers though."

 

 

 

Zach looked at a bedside table beside him and saw some roses. A note was strung to one of them. Zach pulled it off and read the neatly written note:

 

 

 

Better luck next time kid.

 

 

 

Zach balled it up in his fist. Then he looked at one of the roses. A glint caught his eye. He grabbed it and saw it was a ring. Another neatly written note was strung on it reading:

 

 

 

This was you mothers wedding ring. Take care of it.

 

 

 

Zach checked the ring for any traps but found none. He put it on.

 

 

 

"You better lie in bed. You don't want the stitches to come out."

 

 

 

"Stitches?"

 

 

 

"It took about 150 stitches to close the 5 wounds you had."

 

 

 

"Jesus."

 

 

 

"Your telling me."

 

 

 

"So...anything to do?"

 

 

 

"Well, we can call a Mr. James Barber. He said he would come over when you were awake."

 

 

 

"Oh yeah, I have not talked to him in at least a week."

 

 

 

James was Zach's best friend. He was not a golden eye, but he was an expert swordsman. They met in Zach's fifth year at the Fighting School.

 

 

 

"We will get James on the phone right now. You just stay there. Here, watch the news, catch up on whats been going on in the world."

 

 

 

The doctor flipped on the television in front of Zach's bed.

 

 

 

"...In other news, Archer corp. is now opening a lab on Easter Island. It is said to cost over three billion dollars just to buy one acre of land there! Archer is spending over fifty billion dollars to build this new lab. Where does he make all this money is a good question."

 

 

 

"He sure doesn't pull it out of his [wagon]." Came a familiar voice.

 

 

 

"James!"

 

 

 

"He was in the waiting room. Come to check on you." The doctor said.

 

 

 

"Well take a seat, we have a lot to get caught up on..." Zach said.

 

 

 

"I'll leave you two be." The doctor left.

 

 

 

"So, whats the status on operation KILL?" Asked Zach.

[Unoalexi]

:shock:

 

 

 

Kittens- :shock:

 

 

 

Well my friend, I am officially wowed...

 

 

 

You write as well as like, Anthony Horowitz or something..(I like him)

 

 

 

Very, VERY nice.. :D

[Xewleer]

man! thats cool...

 

 

 

I loved you until now... poor people, he should have waited, then bumped the kid off after they took him home.

 

 

 

 

 

pretty nice... 50 billion? wow.

 

 

 

EDit: I like Anthony Horowitz too... Esp. Alex Rider series.

[Unoalexi]

Omg, same time post... :shock:

 

Creepy.. :ohnoes:

[Xewleer]

posting rapid fire! Okay... time to stop spamming.[/i]

[Harakiri]

man! thats cool...

 

 

 

I loved you until now... poor people, he should have waited, then bumped the kid off after they took him home.

 

 

 

 

 

pretty nice... 50 billion? wow.

 

 

 

EDit: I like Anthony Horowitz too... Esp. Alex Rider series.

 

 

 

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY:

 

 

 

"I loved you until now"

 

 

 

What...are you a christian? I mean I know it is kinda pushing it due to my religious references but...

[Xewleer]

Huh? that was a line in the story, just before she died, you know, with the colt classic...

 

 

 

I just thought it was a cool line,

 

 

 

 

 

Yes, I am a Christian. And I generally read stuff thats not pornagraphic, I see no problem with your story.

 

 

 

Of course, God has a sense of humor, he laughs (but in a serious way...) at Satan's attempts.

[Harakiri]

Augh...i believe you are talking about this one:

 

 

 

"I know why you tried to kill him...and I don't regret my death. I saved my son... Thats what counts. I...loved you...until...now..."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EDIT: Where is Blue Jay? We seem to be missing some people this week from the quaint town we call the Varrock Library. Everyones gone missing! Except for a few people... Most of the ones who thought S+N sucked.

[Harakiri]

Chapter 3

 

Easter Island

 

 

 

The helicopter flew over the vast ocean. Every once in a while Bob Archer would see a dolphin jumping for air. The rotors were the only sound Bob could hear. The radio system implanted in the people on the copters helmets, seemed to stop working.

 

 

 

Bob was thinking about Mary again. His wife. He remembered when a week later he was on trial and put in jail with bail. He had bail because there was no conclusive proof he killed her. All the stories pointed that way, but you could never know. So Bob had one of his employees bail him out with some money from Bob's safe, and he was back.

 

 

 

Bob was making tons of money before his wifes death. Archer Corp. was the lab making the most discoveries. A cure to cancer was found by Bob. There were billions of dollars being shipped to him for this discovery. He made the first humanoid robots, who would listen to you and do chores and help out around the house. Another couple billion.

 

 

 

More experiments. More money.

 

 

 

Bob looked through the front window of the copter and saw an island coming up. Suddenly, the radios started to get a sound coming through.

 

 

 

"...This is....do you have... correct authorization."

 

 

 

Bob pushed a button on a small square clipped to his belt.

 

 

 

"This is Bob Archer. I have come for a final inspection of the land."

 

 

 

"...Authorized...land on landing pad 5....welcome."

 

 

 

Bob smiled. He was now at the site of the new Lab. The one where all his experiments could be secret. The one where he will make the things he will need to control the golden eye. And plan how he will take over the Earth.

 

 

 

The copter gently fell onto the cement landing zone. A ladder was pushed up to the copters door. Bob pulled off his copilot suit and threw his helmet aside. He looked at his tuxedo. Not to rumpled. He straightened his tie and threw the door open.

 

 

 

People stared and there were tons of people from news stations and news papers around the globe. Bright lights from cameras blinded Bob for a moment. But then came the pushing and shoving as people shoved microphones into his face. He had to stop where he was because there was no way out of where he was.

 

 

 

All the reporters finally were able to settle down and one by one, they asked questions. A lot were not there business. Bob hated people who asked him things that he wanted kept secret.

 

 

 

"You can tell us what your going to do with the lab!"

 

 

 

"No, its a secret."

 

 

 

"Just a hint."

 

 

 

Eventually the commotion died down and a native ran up to him. He had jeans and a white, dirty work shirt on.

 

 

 

"So's Bobby...wheres you wanna us to starts?"

 

 

 

"Start at the stone heads."

 

 

 

"Zas O.K"

 

 

 

Bob followed him to a large hill that had a beautiful view of the ocean. Bob looked at the stone heads, lined around the edge of the hill. Many were falling apart. Pieces were on the ground. And then he saw a small four foot high wall. The rock pieces fitted perfectly into it. The old natives of this island must have been pretty good at shaping rocks.

 

 

 

"Zis is my favorites part o these island."

 

 

 

"I can see why."

 

 

 

"Zis head rights heres is the one that leaz undergrounds."

 

 

 

"Lets see how we open it."

 

 

 

The man took a lever, about a foot tall, out of his jeans pocket. It had been sticking out of the pocket the whole time and Bob was ashamed he did not notice it. He noticed about everything about a person.

 

 

 

The man stuffed the lever into the stone heads mouth. It suddenly was moving forward, revealing a secret ladder, made of what looked like bamboo.

 

 

 

"Bamboo?" asked Bob.

 

 

 

"Somes people says that my people were always tradin' with the Asian."

 

 

 

"Interesting. Better get down there, make sure its big enough to hold an army."

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Zach took out his key ring and unlocked the door. He entered into a living room. He threw his coat on the sofa and sat down. His remote to his television was still sitting on the coffee table in front of him, just where he left it three nights before. He turned on the T.V and flipped through the channels.

 

 

 

He then saw something peculiar. His father was being interviewed by a man and Zach saw his father was not wearing the gloves he always wore to conceal the mark of Satan. His long sleeves concealed it but Zach was worried something fishy was going on.

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Bob walked across the room, until he found a small portal.

 

 

 

"This is where the Chinese hid it. The only thing that is able to communicate with anything from the heavens." Bob said more to himself than to the man beside him.

 

 

 

"Zat has some bad magic in it...I zouldn't mess withs it if I was yous."

 

 

 

Bob rolled his sleeve back and looked at Satans mark. He held it before the metal, circular portal. Suddenly, Satan was staring at Bob. The man beside Bob stared wide eyed. His eyes seemed to be burning in the sockets.

 

 

 

"Who dares disturb me?" Satan was terrible looking. He was huge, had horns and was red. What would you expect from an evil guy?

 

 

 

"I am Bob Archer. A vessel for one of your...demons."

 

 

 

"Yes. I can tell. What do you want."

 

 

 

"I am just here to say that this island will be the place I conduct research."

 

 

 

"On what?"

 

 

 

"On how to get rid of the goldeneye demons."

 

 

 

"You dare try to destroy my demon minions?"

 

 

 

"Yes...and I will."

 

 

 

"I will kill you before that!"

 

 

 

"Ha. I have learned from a carving on a wall here that you can only be brought to Earth through this portal."

 

 

 

"And I will be. My mortal minions will bring me back to Earth. I will be ten times as powerful and God will then be defeated."

 

 

 

"I cannot let this happen though."

 

 

 

"I thought you were evil."

 

 

 

"Yes I am. But I have some good left in me and with what little good I have I help people. I will find a serum to the goldeneye."

 

 

 

"Lets see you try."

 

 

 

"What are you going to do?"

 

 

 

"You are aware I have a son."

 

 

 

"Jack? Yes, so?"

 

 

 

"He can access Earth through heaven."

 

 

 

"Why?"

 

 

 

"He was Noah."

 

 

 

"No way...you tricked Him..."

 

 

 

"Yes...and he fell for it and still does not know. He could give a crap less about hell. He only cares about me if I make it to Earth. I am secure to say it here. He is not listening."

 

 

 

Bob walked off.

 

 

 

"Jack will come for you. Your death will be swift, and then he will help me come back to Earth!"

 

 

 

"He will be with you in hell after I kill him."

 

 

 

"We will see."

[Unoalexi]

Hmm.. It got a little confusing at the end..

 

 

 

So Zach is Satan's son now, and he is also Noah who can access heaven..?

 

:wall:

 

 

 

other than that I liked it a lot. :P

[Xewleer]

why is Satan all fiery and evil, he actually looks like one of the good guys (he is the most beautiful angel) and was, until he got some pride...

 

 

 

Still, its verra nice so far.

[Harakiri]

Before the next chapter...unoalexi will need some explaining...

 

 

 

Jack is Satan's son, who acted as a good guy...Noah, and is Satans only access to heaven. Hell has no portals that lead to Earth. Only heaven. God does not know any of this.

[Harakiri]

Chapter 4:

 

The imposter

 

 

 

Zach cracked an egg into a frying pan. He watched the eggs crackle. His egg finally was done and Zach slipped it onto a plate.

 

 

 

There was a knock at the door.

 

 

 

Zach opened the front door to a couple police. They walked in and allowed themselves to sit on Zach's sofa.

 

 

 

"You got a dumpy place kid. You would think your dad would give you some money." One of the police said.

 

 

 

"Well, he seems to be using his money at the moment." Zach said.

 

 

 

"You ever wonder how he gets the money?"

 

 

 

"No...I know how."

 

 

 

"How then kid?"

 

 

 

"From inventing things that people would pay millions to get their hands on."

 

 

 

"No. Thats not how he gets it."

 

 

 

"Really?"

 

 

 

"We have videos of a guy breaking into the New York bank. Stealing billions. Have any idea about that?"

 

 

 

"First I have heard of anything like that. Anyway, how can you connect this to my father?"

 

 

 

"Because, the suspect left his ID card."

 

 

 

They showed the card to Zach. It was a counterfeit version of Zach's ID.

 

 

 

Zach ran to his bedroom and grabbed his wallet from his coats pocket. He then showed the police his ID card.

 

 

 

"Something fishies going on." One of the police officers said.

 

 

 

"I don't even work at Archer Corp!"

 

 

 

"We have no proof."

 

 

 

"Just check the employee records!"

 

 

 

"We will sir. Have a good breakfast."

 

 

 

They left. Zach grabbed his now cold eggs and ate them. Zach wished he had a job.

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Satan pushed a bird bath full of blood over to his throne. He waved his hand over the blood and a face appeared before him. Noah or Jack in disguise. His son.

 

 

 

Satan sat on his throne and his son exchanged small talk with him.

 

 

 

"Now then Jack...are you ready to travel to Earth?"

 

 

 

"Yes Dad. And I will make sure that a portal is made to hell so you can go and take over."

 

 

 

"Good child. Now then, off with you!"

 

 

 

Satan watched his son walk away.

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Jack/Noah (I will call him Jack for now) ran to the angels portals. Jack was appointed an angel by God after his death. Jack ran through one of the portals. He landed in a dark room. A really dark room. Jack could hardly see. He had escaped. His father could not get him. For he was at a place where his father could not without his help. And Jack would not help. He had escaped his fathers clutches.

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

James drove to the little apartment where Zach lived. James knocked on the door and the door instantly swung open for him. Zach closed the door behind James.

 

 

 

"Somehow, Dad framed me."

 

 

 

"How?"

 

 

 

"He made a fake ID with my name and picture and info on it and gave it to some thief who stole millions of dollars from New York Bank!"

 

 

 

"Holy crap."

 

 

 

"The funny thing is that the ID said I worked for Archer Corp."

 

 

 

"Did you show them your real ID? Tell them you don't have a job?"

 

 

 

"I did and they don't believe me!"

 

 

 

"This is gonna lead us to some trouble."

 

 

 

****

 

 

 

Bob was watching his new lab be built. He was watching it and making sure everything was made to what the plan said.

 

 

 

And then the cop helicopters landed.

 

 

 

It was chaos as the police ran through the unfinished building and got to Bob.

 

 

 

"You are under arrest!"

 

 

 

"For what?"

 

 

 

He walked backwards into a wall made of concrete.

 

 

 

"For robbery."

 

 

 

"I did not rob anything!"

 

 

 

"What about the New York Bank?"

 

 

 

"What about it?"

 

 

 

"One of your associates, employees I should say, seem to have stolen millions of dollars from the bank."

 

 

 

"Who in their mind would steal from that bank?"

 

 

 

"A mister Zach Archer."

 

 

 

"WHAT? He framed me the little bastard."

 

 

 

"Here is his ID he left there."

 

 

 

Bob looked at the picture of his son. No...his son did not have that scar on his arm. Then Bob remembered. His experiment. Dark Zach. A clone of Zach. It must have got out of its cage. Damn employees can't even stop a bad clone of their bosses son.

 

 

 

"Thats not my son."

 

 

 

"Really?"

 

 

 

"No, he's the guy behind you."

 

 

 

"Wha..."

 

 

 

That police man was decapitated by a sword. Dark Zach. The clone of Zach Bob made years and years ago. So that he had a son. The programing of the clone went awry and he became a menace to society and had to be kept in a cage and closely guarded. And now he had to be captured.

[Xewleer]

Clones are so convenient...

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway, you do realize that God is all knowing, right? I'm afraid this might be the last chapter I will read... getting too out of my "belief zone"

[Harakiri]

Clones are so convenient...

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway, you do realize that God is all knowing, right? I'm afraid this might be the last chapter I will read... getting too out of my "belief zone"

 

 

 

Yeah...i know...but Satan thinks he is powerful enough to bypass gods eye. You will see what happens to Jack next chapter. God knows whats going on and I guess to sum it up...thats why Zach's there.

 

 

 

(Oh god...I gave out a plot point!)

[Unoalexi]

Clones are so convenient...

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway, you do realize that God is all knowing, right? I'm afraid this might be the last chapter I will read... getting too out of my "belief zone"

 

 

 

This guy has a good point.. God would know everything about this, Satan's plans and son included. Also, I REALLY don't like the Dark Zach thing... Evil clones are sooo cloche...

[Nom]

It's an interesting premise, I'll give it that, but it's pushing the boundaries of believability at the moment. You took on a heckuva challenge when you messed with God :P .

[Harakiri]

new chapter tommorrow

[Harakiri]

lemme just say one thing...i have read through my story and god is knows whats going on...he just wants Satan to have a little surprise soon.

 

 

 

And also...

 

 

 

Clones are cliche'd but...I did write most of this when I was a kid.

 

 

 

The violence factor does not get real high for a while. There is a story progressing.

 

 

 

I just finished revising my work and its a huge...long...story full of new bad guys. Including:

 

 

 

Satan: Duh.

 

 

 

Jack: You'll see how this kid who just wants to leave from hell becomes the ultimate evil.

 

 

 

Bob: Things will go real bad between Zach and him eventually.

 

 

 

Dark Zach: Yes people...he is a clone. But he is a lot different from a clone.

 

 

 

AND MY FAVORITE:

 

 

 

The ultimate weapon: A huge cyborg with shotguns attached to his arm who will (I will give this away) get in a swordfight with Zach where Zach uses two swords and he uses a small pistol...

 

 

 

And a couple more maybe. I may add on. I may not. I wanted to do another book after this one about a relative Zach had no clue about. MAybe after while I can write that.