I Need Money!!!!

Okay I need money... really badly! So please forgive me for awhile because I'll be posting things just to bring in traffic. They're still be relevant to the blog. Like I think this blog is slowly becoming nicheless... I hope it doesn't happen but I need money. I'll be posting more often, after 200 published posts I'll take a break from posting and fix the shitty post on the blog, do some SEO stuff and make this blog have some class and make it more legit. If I can get this blog get 1,000,000 views in one month I'll stop looking for a job and do this full time, but I don't see that happening. Like I don't want to work because I'm lazy but it's something I have to do if it comes down to it.

May Sickness (Chapter 41)

Chapter 41

It was a whole nine days after his battle with Roy that Michaels falling body hit the ground. A journey from the world of man, through Hell to a plain that radiated an aura of evil.

Michael lay in the dark, with only enough light to discern the outlines of the surroundings. They were simple, large boulders, rocks, and a mountain in the distances, but absent of greens.

Michael looked around as he started to stand.

May Sickness (Chapter 40)

Chapter 40

Samantha walked through the door to her house.

“Mom is that you?” Came a girl’s voice.

“Yes Carry.”

A teenage girl ran to Samantha and hugged her.

“How was it? Did you get hurt?”

“No.” She looked into her daughter's eyes, they where greyed, blind, with a line cutting through the centre of her face, through the eyes. “How was school?”

“It was good, hard though.”

“Oh, just keep trying.”

The phone rang.

Samantha walked to it and answered it.

“Hello?” She asked.

“Samantha?” A male voice answered.

“Mr. Ferdinand, how are you?”

“I’m good, I’m calling to see how you are.”

“I’m good, why?”

“You just got back from taking care of the kid that killed Michael, Raphael, and Gabriel.”

“Yes, he was something else.”

“Well we are going to need you to write a report on what happened. Everything that happened today should not have happened. Find the reason behind it.”

“Okay.”

May Sickness (Chapter 39)

Chapter 39

The boy had been dead for several minutes, but Roy's hands were still tightly around his throat. Roy's eyes were transfixed on Kevin's purple face, slowly being wet by falling tears.

Regret crept in from a far corner of his mind, to engulfing it entirely. This is it?He thought. This is it?! It can’t be over! I want you to suffer!“This isn’t over! God damn it!” Roy yelled he started to shake Kevin's limp body. “Come back! Come back so I can kill you again!” He started to punch Kevin’s face, slowly breaking the bones of his skull.

“I think he’s dead.” Came the soft voice of a woman. Her voice, alone, calmed Roy, he stopped his pointless onslaught.

Roy looked back, and behind him was Samantha. From where he was setting, the angle, she looked young, beautiful. Unlike the others, who wore formal wear, her clothes where passed casual and on the border of relaxation and night wear. A long sweater, a pair of yoga pants and a pair of slip on shoes. Her long red hair fell to her mid back, and her big blue eyes sparkled in the sun light.

They looked into each other’s eyes.

“So you’re the kid that’s causing all the trouble? That guy is not one of us, who is he?” Her voice was calm and collected.

“He’s the one that started all this.” Roy looked at the ground as he spoke.

“Are you glad you’ve killed him?” She asked.

“Yes. I only wish I could do it again, he did terrible things, and deserved a harsher punishment than death.” Roy's words were cold, voicing his anger.

“I see. Was your drive to kill him the reason you were able to kill two of the strongest humans in the world?” Samantha asked.

“I don’t care if it was.” He looked back at Kevin’s body, but then felt a hand on his shoulder. “Are you going to kill me? If so I will not fight a woman, and at this point I won’t fight back even if it was a man.”

“Stand up, please.”

Roy did as she asked; he got to his feet and stood in front of her, getting a better look at her. She was definitely older than he had originally thought, she was in her forties, but her age did not infringe on her beauty but pay it complements, with lines defining a beautiful mature face.

“Your soul is pure, it is not up to me to judge you though, and I am to stay unbiased.” She took a deep breath, and continued. “In my life I have killed countless innocent and guilty people, and there has always been regret accompanied by it.”

Roy stopped her, “Why are you telling me this? What meaning does it have?” He asked, sounding rude.

“It holds all the meaning it has to, it will help you answer a question I will soon ask you, okay?”

“Okay, go ahead.”

“It’s a cruel joke, the after life that is. Whether you believe in it or not, it still exist, but the only time you can see it is when you are damned to suffering. You can go about your life not believing in it, but when you do die, you get peace and rest, Heaven. The same goes for if you believe, except you never knew if it exist, but you pray to go to Heaven.” She saw Roy was getting agitated, “Don’t worry this is going somewhere. There is only one way to be certain in your life to know whether it exists or not, but it’s also what separated the pure from the sinners...”

“Which is?” Roy asked.

“To be a sinner and see for yourself.”

“Okay?” Roy said, confused.

“It’s okay if you don’t understand, I’ll explain. There are few sins worthy of damning you to Hell, murder in one of them. When you kill someone, if they are guilty nothing happens, but if they aren’t you’ll know it. If you kill an innocent person, you get the slightest sight of Heaven. For the shortest amount of time you feel the ultimate pleasure, the one you would feel in paradise, Heaven. It gives you a taste of something you’ll never have, and it’s the first torture you feel. So I’ll ask you, have you seen a little slice of heaven? Are you innocent or guilty?”

“Before I answer that, what’s your name?”

“I’m Samantha.” She answered.

“All of it.”

“Samantha the Compassionate.”

Roy sat on the ground, “Well Miss Compassionate why don’t you just kill me?” Roy asked.

“I don’t want to.” She looked down at him.

“It’s funny,” He said, looking at his bare feet, “I can remember every moment of my life, right down to the smallest detail. I can devise a plan to do anything imaginable, to accomplish every possible goal. I have experienced the worst possible pains, in every sense. But even with all this knowledge, experience, and everything else, I don’t know what to do. Sure I have numerous contingency plans, but no matter how I look at it, there’s no way out.”

“No way out of what?” Samantha asked.

“No way out of a life full of pain, my life will never be the same.”

“That’s true, but it’s the same for everyone.”

Roy looked at her and smiled. “I hope you don’t get offended, but you’re really cute. You’re pretty.”

“Thank you.” She replied.

“You’re only the second person I have ever said anything like that to.” He started to cry.

“You don’t want to die, do you?” Samantha asked.

“What are you talking about? I’ve lived far to long to fear death.”

“How old are you?” Samantha asked, as Roy’s words perplexed her.

“Sixteen.” He smiled but tears still fell.

“You’ve hardly lived.” She smiled.

“Your going to kill me, aren’t you?” He asked.

“Yes, I’m afraid so.”

“Well, I had a good run, wouldn’t you say so?” She remained silent, “How is it?” Roy asked.

“What?”

“How is Heaven?”

“It’s the most amazing place, perfect, a utopia. Any loved one that has passed on is there, pain doesn’t exist there. You can rest in eternal peace”

“Can’t wait to get there.” A few seconds of silence passed.

“Are you ready?” Samantha broke the silence.

“Yeah go ahead.” Roy closed his eyes and felt her hand rest on his head.

“I’m sorry.” She said.

In an explosion of blood and shredded flesh, Roy’s body dispersed into the air. Blood settled on the ground, with any solids broking down into an indistinguishable powder and mush.

Roy’s world turned to complete darkness.

“Roy is that you? Why are you here?” Nina’s voice cut through the darkness, the darkness turned to light and a euphoria filled Roy’s body.

Nina stepped into Roy’s view, and Roy ran to her. He hugged and kissed her. “I love you Nina! I love you.”

She smiled and said. “I love you too.”

May Sickness (Chapter 38)

Chapter 38

“If anyone else is going to attack me do it now!” Roy yelled into the void, the emptiness of the street.

In moments he found Kevin. He was hiding in a cemetery.

Kevin sat under a tree in the city’s largest cemetery. “Damn I bet that guy is dead. I just hope he gave whoever a hell of a time.” Kevin said out loud.

“I did.” Roy said as he approached Kevin from behind.

Kevin was startled. “What the hell!? How are you a live? You didn’t kill whoever it was, did you?”

“Three of them.”

“Crap!” Kevin made an attempt to run.

Roy grabbed the back of Kevin’s shirt and slammed him down, his head hitting the tree. Roy sat on top of him. “Why did you do it?!” Roy cried, his tears hitting Kevin’s face. “Why did you kill her?! Why did you do that before you killed her?!”

“Because.”

“Because?! Why?!”

“I wanted to have some fun. Simple as that, now get off...”

Roy’s hand closed around Kevin’s throat, he squeezed. Kevin’s face became redder and redder.

Kevin clawed at Roy’s face, lacerating the flesh, but Roy did not so much as even flinch.

Slowly Roy squeezed the life out of Kevin, his heart stopped but Roy continued.

May Sickness (Chapter 37)

Chapter 37

“I always thought that we would be together.” Roy said softly as he continued to walk away from Gabriel's and Raphael's bodies.

The cool mountain wind whipped through the town, falling more and more leaves. The leaves were changing colour, ranging from browns to pleasant colours like red and orange. They fell waiting to be raked into large piles, later to be composted.

It was the first day of Fall Break for Nina and Roy and they were enjoying the thought of no school for another seven days. They had been together for two months, went on many dates, and generally were in love, spending many hours together each day, having fun.

May Sickness (Chapter 36)

Chapter 36

“Thanks kid.”

“What?” Roy asked.

“I know we said we wouldn’t talk but now it’s just me, so listen! For the past two years that bastard was my partner. Prier to him I would go through team mates like they were nothing, well they were nothing. Then that bastard comes along and I’m told, “If he dies, your next.” by he higher ups, in retrospect I assume that’s why Michael and most Agents go solo now. But I agreed and it was pretty cool. We shared the same interest; you know rape, murder the good stuff. But it’s hard as hell to have fun when you have to look after a weakling, you know.”

Roy looked confused at him. “Are you stronger than that Michael guy?” He asked.

“What difference would it make? I’ll be honest with you… I am, by tens of times.”

“Well then, I guess I’ll put more into killing you.”

“Michael had just brute strength going for him, but even in that category, I’m stronger, and every other way I’m stronger,” Gabriel continued.

“Let’s stop talking now!”

“No let’s talk. Lets talk about that girl of your. Or how you’re trying to kill that kid.”

“What? How do you know that?”

“Good question. We can’t read each others minds but we can look at each others past. Now let’s talk about her, what was her name… oh yeah Nina.” He smiled seeing Roy start to shake. “What a pretty young thing. Do you want to see her? Of course you do.”

Roy glared at Gabriel.

Gabriel held out his hands. “Come on, what kind of lover are you? You should be glad.”

From nothingness came a thousand Nina’s. They covered the street.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” Roy yelled.

“I think this is my favourite.” The Nina’s disappeared all but one, Gabriel put his arm around her. She wore nothing, with no pants or underwear, as how her body was found. “Oops, I’m sorry. She’s missing something isn’t she?”

“Don’t.”

Gabriel made her raise her hands.

“Don’t!” Roy yelled.

On her wrist opened two wounds, though in reality she only had one. Blood flowed from the wounds and flooded the street.

The sight of Roy’s suffering aroused Gabriel.

“Stop it now!” Roy again yelled.

“Stop crying you baby. We’ll continue fighting. Just give me a minute.” The bleeding Nina disappeared, but as Roy looked up he saw something far worst.

There Gabriel stood with Nina’s appearance, the same as the day her and Roy first met.

“Don’t you wish that day would never have ended?”

Roy did not answer.

“Come on man, don’t you love me?”

“You dare insult, mock the image, the memory of someone close to me? Or someone that is no longer with us? Of the woman I love?!”

“I’m still with you see look!” Gabriel joked. “I don’t know… What the hell?!” Gabriel quickly started to panic. He looked down, his stomach had been cut open, his wrist cut, and soon blood ran down his chest, coming from his neck.

Roy approached as Gabriel bled to death. “You have forced me to kill you in a less than climactic way.” Roy spat into Gabriel’s face.