The God Child: Chapter Twenty- FourCharles kept walking amongst the downtown area. He had been searching for a good three hours. He would often check his watch, partly to find a sense of comfort. His mind kept racing at what he had witnessed. That goddamn thing. Whatever it was.The God Child: Chapter Twenty- Four by TheNintendork
"Tablet the size of a thimble.." Charles muttered to himself. "THE SIZE OF A GOD DAMNED THIMBLE!!!" Charles screamed, as he punched the concrete wall he was passing by. He repeated this motion until he could feel his gloves dampen with a red substance. Charles breathed sporadically.
"Hey boyo! You alrightio?" A pestering voice cut into Charles mental breakdown.
Charles turned with the eyes of a psychopath, burning them into the kid he saw in front of him. The kid was about 4' 8" Just under Anonymous' height. He wore red suspenders, which looked terrible against his Hawaiian shirt. But nothing compared worse to his neon orange high tops.
"Heh... I'm fine." Charles rasped out. He recomposed himself, hiding his right hand behind h
The God Child: Chapter Twenty-ThreeCharles had been walking long enough for the morning to fade into view. He had been up since he started walking. The downtown area looked, more barren then usual. The streets were usually packed to the brim with cars and civilians, but no one was present. The sky was a burnt orange, and the humidity of Florida air was present. It was cold, as it usually would be at six thirty. But Charles knew that wouldn't last long. He glanced at the watch Sender had given him, it had many symbols on it he was unfamiliar with, but accompanying them were roman numerals. Surprisingly though, at the number one, Charles saw Sender's symbol. Were these the symbols of the Gods? Charles pondered this, as he walked through the empty streets.The God Child: Chapter Twenty-Three by TheNintendork
"The way Sender described it, I need to find the Light Tablet first. I figure its gotta be around here somewhere.." Charles mumbled to himself, unaware of his speaking. He scratched his head, as he contemplated where he should look.
"You know, Light isn't always what com
The God Child: Chapter Twenty-TwoAbout a week had passed, the van had sped off, never to come back. Razor and Sender spent their days hiding in the abandoned park. The motel was surrounded by police and fire department officials shortly after the incident. The Observation deck was the only safe place. Sender sat on the top of the deck, staring off at the vast desolation of trees. The Moon sent light into the dark night sky.The God Child: Chapter Twenty-Two by TheNintendork
"So, what about that blade of yours?" Razor said, sharpening his own with a rock. He stared intently at the blue steel on Sender's back.
"Its just as old as me." Sender laughed slightly. "A good chunk of my family was brought to make it. I remember it vividly. They had a little poem to it. Something like: Forged in flames, cooled in water, blessed by light, to make a blade unlike any other." Sender's laugh faded, as he rubbed the hilt of the sword.
"Can I hold it?" Razor asked, ashing his cigarette of the side of the large structure.
Sender looked at Razor with absolute anger. "You dare
The God Child: Chapter Twenty-OneRazor walked back into the motel room with three kids accompanying him. Each had a white stone on their head. One had blonde sandy hair, he was a fairly average height and skinny as all hell. The Second was the same build, only his hair was different. It was long and dark brown. The third had on a Punisher T-shirt, a lot of piercings, and a green Mohawk. They all followed Razor obediently into the room. Charles and Anonymous were in the middle of a Chess game.The God Child: Chapter Twenty-One by TheNintendork
"Razor!" Anonymous exclaimed, rather delighted at his arrival. She got up from the table she sat at, and ran over to Razor giving him a large bear hug.
Razor was rather embarrassed by this, but he blushed and hugged back to not be rude. "Umm, thanks." He chuckled slightly, then turned to Charles. His smile faded quickly.
Charles stared patiently at Razor. Their eyes met. They locked. A burning hatred lit in Razor's pupils, and an apologetic look of remorse formed in Charles'.
"Let me introduce you to my associates." Razor sa