Journia
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Saul suddenly found himself staring at the mirror through which he entered the fantastic world of time and space. He saw in the mirror, Necrae Morba and Vlad Dracula looking at him from behind. Necrae Morba looked straight into his reflected eyes, while Dracula simply scanned him. She turned and walked slowly to the couch and fell into it. She sighed. Why is she so strange? He asked himself. So strange, yet, so alluring, so beautiful. So much pain she has suffered, so much agony she has endured. How could anyone who has known of such events that came to her, one after another, be so foul as to take advantage of her, for power, lust, and wealth? How could they be so cruel, so self-absorbed? He turned and walked past Dracula and stood before the slumping girl. He looked at her once again, then turned to sit in a chair across from her. He put his fingertips together , crosed his legs and stared at her. After some time, she lifted her eyes to look at him in her nonchalant attitude.
With a smile Saul asked, “Again, I wish to pose a question. Do I know you, Have we met?” She smiled and closed her eyes. Looking on, Dracula felt better, knowing that his daughter was happy for the moment. He was more astounded by what happened next. She stood, walked over to Saul and hugged him.
“Yes. You do know me.” She whispered. “We have met.”
The next day, Saul had come to the Dracula house. He was now on a mission. He went past the guards and
Knocked on the door. Dracula opened the door and let him in. He walked up the stairs, into the darkness of the hallway, for the first time, he was actually afraid of the dark. He groped around for something to hold on to, suddenly he tripped and nearly fell down, had a strong hand caught him, he most certainly would have hit the floor. The hand dragged him to the door of a small room and it opened. Saul got to his feet, turned around, to see Dracula with a very stern look about him.
“Sit.” he said coldly. Saul did so. Dracula sat in a chair opposite him and put his head back. The man looked stately in his black cape with velvet trim.
“My boy, before you meet my daughter, I would like to disclose a few facts to you. Firstly, the man you are about to kill, has murdered thousands of men, women and children. He was a masterful genius, but evil consumed him as it once did me. You, no doubt, have heard of the Holocaust?”
“Yeah, Hitler and his SS army.”
“That is what you know. But, Hitler would never have committed such atrocities, had he not been possessed.”
“What?”
“He was possessed…by the epitome of evil. The man who embraced the evil, did so, in such a way, that he was even better than its master.”
A man in a black cloak walked toward a cave at the base of a great mountain. The cave was dark firstly, but as he entered, the cave brightened. The man stopped. He held up a staff, it was fashioned from dark wood. The staff bore at the top, a cross, over which was a circle with two lines within it. A fire lay at the far end of the cave. The fire grew rapidly, and began to form a human shape. It walked toward the man. He held up his staff, to block the fiery creature from approaching. In response, the man spun into a tumult, and a stream of fire flew into the staff. There was a massive explosion, and everything became dark.
“And so, Jealous as he was, Satan, tricked him into his own execution. But by some unearthly incident, he was freed, and went on to possess many great men, and turned them into the faces of history’s darkest children.”
“So, he was Hitler?”
“And Napoleon.”
Anyone else?”
“Oh, a great many people, he is the heart of every ambitious, man woman and child. He was Machiavelli’s mind when he wrote the prince, he is your nation’s leaders controller at this moment, he represents the treachery of mankind. He will not stop for a young man like you please believe me,” he scratched his chin. “Hmm…I can’t think of anything else to say.”
“May I see Necrae Now?”
“Yes, go right through that door.” He pointed to a door Saul hadn’t noticed before. It was painted blue, black and red. “Go on, don’t be afraid.” Dracula urged him. “You’ll go if you love her.” The door slowly opened, a cold air filled the room.
Is it always this drafty? He thought as he walked toward the dark room. The door closed behind him and he was first, gripped with terror, but did not go back. He entered the darkness and became enveloped. A hard, cold hand clutched his shoulder. He turned to see a grinning skull, orange and yellowish white with roaring flames. The black eye sockets terrified him. A flaming hand grabbed his face, he suddenly, felt as if his life had stopped. He felt himself being drained. Then, there was darkness, all was quiet. Nothing was alive, nothing was moving, silence. Then, there were sounds, like birds. Then light began creeping through, what seemed like a door. Saul crawled toward the door and felt it.
It is real. Good lord. He thought, as he pushed it open. There was a field, with a forest at the bottom of a valley, and between it lay a road. He saw women in dresses, typical of peasants, with their children, at the side of the road, waving at something up the road. Some time later, there was a faint beat. The beat grew louder and soon over the crest of the hill, came soldiers in dark gray uniforms, with long trench coats. A car was in front of them. In the back of the car was a familiar looking man. His hair was dark brown, and slick. His nose was straight, his eyes were dark, cold. His uniform bore a swastika on a band about the left arm. He stood in the back, facing the people lining the sides of the road. He held his hand out. The soldiers turned their heads and held their hands up. The crowds shouted happily, a most terrifying thing to him.
“Heil Hitler! Heil Hitler!”
“Praise the fuehrer and his illustrious work!”
“His command is absolute.”
The words that were spoken by the women and children, were nightmarish to him. He could not believe what he was seeing. What the devil is this? How are you supposed to live under something like that guy? He thought. Then he remembered, Hitler’s people had all the confidence in the world, in their leader Saul could stand none of the words. He felt his head spinning, and envisioned where the green hills were, deserted hills, with fire in the trees, and the women and children were skeletons in their clothes, the men were dead bodies, blood streaming from their eyes, and holes in their heads. And in the car was Satan, waving toward his minions, he wore a black cape, his eyes were blood red, yet he was very handsome. His black hair was slicked back and cascaded down his shoulders. He was a thin man, a bit gangly. Despite the look of his body, his face was equal to that of any handsome celebrity. Saul looked on in horror as the people, now skeletons, grinned and praised the leader with their macabre cheers. He clenched his teeth and inhaled. His eyes grew with fear as he began to turn to run. He had to leave their sight, as he made his way toward the cottage, fire sprang up all around it. The fire had within it, a thousand faces, all grinning at him, taunting him, all the evil he had ever encountered in his life, stood before him, like an eidolon Beckoning him to run back in fear. Saul turned to see the soldiers marching toward him. Oh my god, what is this? Is this real? It can’t be! Many thoughts zoomed through his mind at once. The soldiers drew their weapons and prepared to attack, when suddenly, a large crow, cawed and flew through the men, the immediately fell to the earth in dust. The crow was only the size of an adult cat. For moments, it stood there, pondering the young man who stood before it. Staring with fear and astonishment, at this terrifying animal. Then Saul ran past it and over the side of the hill, he skidded along as he quickly came toward the bottom.The crow walked to the edge of the hill and looked down. Saul had risen and stood staring up at his enemy.
“You can not win against me.” The crow began, in a loud, man’s voice. “I am eternal, I am absolute.”
“Who are you!” Saul screamed. The crow looked at Saul, and if his beak were flexible, the crow would have smiled.
“You shall find the answer to your question soon, if you survive.” The crow leapt from the crest of the hill with its wings outspread and fell to the earth, toward Saul, who had his arms above his head.
“No! No! My God! Stop them! Dear god!” He screamed as the monstrous creature fell from the sky. Suddenly all was silent, the bird had gone, asnd he was back in the valley. He looked around him, and to his horror, every german and Austrian was staring him in the face. Even Hitler’s car had stopped. For a moment, there was an awkward silence, in which Saul began to inch away. Suddenly, Hitler shouted something to his troops and they all bore their rifles. They aimed at Saul. He ran right up the side of the hill, while bullets tore into the ground beneath him. While reloading their rifles, the soldiers made their way up the hill after him. Saul leapt into the cottage and closed the door behind him. A moment later, it was blasted off of its hinges. Two soldiers entered and looked around. The were puzzled, the boy was not to be seen.
Saul tumbled through the darkness until he hit another wooden door and tumbled into a room lit by a chandelier.Around him was a bed , a lady’s armoire, a number of pants and dressed were laid on the floor and the bed, , along with some boots, sandals and sneakers. Tio hhis right, was a book shelf, turned so that the books faced the side of the entrance, and Necrae Morba. She wore a large red Shirt and blue jeans. She was hopping up and down in order to reach a pair of black sneakers on the top of her bookcase.
“Whoa.” Was Saul’s only word. Necrae glanced over at him, then back to her shoes. She suddenly, jerked her head around and her face went from ghost white to flesh colored.
“Saul, what are you doing in here?”
“Your father showed me in here.” He continued to stare at her.
“What?” She looked at herself. “Do I have a stain on my pants?”
“You have curves.”
“I am a girl, I am supposed to have curves!”
“But you have curves!” She walked over to him and hugged him. Then she stared at him happily. Smiling at him.
“I want to thank you for coming Saul. I love you.” She walked closer to him. Saul first was struck, he never knew Necrae to smile or admit to love. Her father even said so. He backed away as she came closer, and saw that her eyes glowed red. She leapt upon him and forced him to the bed. Pinning his arms to the bed, She loomed over him. Her face, retained the same beauty, that he was fond of. She opened her mouth wide and long fangs grew out from within, and blood dripped from the gums. Suddenly there was a bang, and the back of her head shattered. The girl fell to the floor, and Saul rose, to see Necrae Holding a carbine, staring blankly at him. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell to the floor. He ran to herand looked into her blank eyes. She wore her usual dress. Suddenly, she was yanked away from his grasp by some invisible force and There was darkness all around.
“It has begun.” A dark, sinister voice boomed. The light returned, and there was a haunting sight to see.
Murderous Murders and the Murdering Murderers who Commit Them
Saul suddenly found himself staring at the mirror through which he entered the fantastic world of time and space. He saw in the mirror, Necrae Morba and Vlad Dracula looking at him from behind. Necrae Morba looked straight into his reflected eyes, while Dracula simply scanned him. She turned and walked slowly to the couch and fell into it. She sighed. Why is she so strange? He asked himself. So strange, yet, so alluring, so beautiful. So much pain she has suffered, so much agony she has endured. How could anyone who has known of such events that came to her, one after another, be so foul as to take advantage of her, for power, lust, and wealth? How could they be so cruel, so self-absorbed? He turned and walked past Dracula and stood before the slumping girl. He looked at her once again, then turned to sit in a chair across from her. He put his fingertips together , crosed his legs and stared at her. After some time, she lifted her eyes to look at him in her nonchalant attitude.
With a smile Saul asked, “Again, I wish to pose a question. Do I know you, Have we met?” She smiled and closed her eyes. Looking on, Dracula felt better, knowing that his daughter was happy for the moment. He was more astounded by what happened next. She stood, walked over to Saul and hugged him.
“Yes. You do know me.” She whispered. “We have met.”
The next day, Saul had come to the Dracula house. He was now on a mission. He went past the guards and
Knocked on the door. Dracula opened the door and let him in. He walked up the stairs, into the darkness of the hallway, for the first time, he was actually afraid of the dark. He groped around for something to hold on to, suddenly he tripped and nearly fell down, had a strong hand caught him, he most certainly would have hit the floor. The hand dragged him to the door of a small room and it opened. Saul got to his feet, turned around, to see Dracula with a very stern look about him.
“Sit.” he said coldly. Saul did so. Dracula sat in a chair opposite him and put his head back. The man looked stately in his black cape with velvet trim.
“My boy, before you meet my daughter, I would like to disclose a few facts to you. Firstly, the man you are about to kill, has murdered thousands of men, women and children. He was a masterful genius, but evil consumed him as it once did me. You, no doubt, have heard of the Holocaust?”
“Yeah, Hitler and his SS army.”
“That is what you know. But, Hitler would never have committed such atrocities, had he not been possessed.”
“What?”
“He was possessed…by the epitome of evil. The man who embraced the evil, did so, in such a way, that he was even better than its master.”
A man in a black cloak walked toward a cave at the base of a great mountain. The cave was dark firstly, but as he entered, the cave brightened. The man stopped. He held up a staff, it was fashioned from dark wood. The staff bore at the top, a cross, over which was a circle with two lines within it. A fire lay at the far end of the cave. The fire grew rapidly, and began to form a human shape. It walked toward the man. He held up his staff, to block the fiery creature from approaching. In response, the man spun into a tumult, and a stream of fire flew into the staff. There was a massive explosion, and everything became dark.
“And so, Jealous as he was, Satan, tricked him into his own execution. But by some unearthly incident, he was freed, and went on to possess many great men, and turned them into the faces of history’s darkest children.”
“So, he was Hitler?”
“And Napoleon.”
Anyone else?”
“Oh, a great many people, he is the heart of every ambitious, man woman and child. He was Machiavelli’s mind when he wrote the prince, he is your nation’s leaders controller at this moment, he represents the treachery of mankind. He will not stop for a young man like you please believe me,” he scratched his chin. “Hmm…I can’t think of anything else to say.”
“May I see Necrae Now?”
“Yes, go right through that door.” He pointed to a door Saul hadn’t noticed before. It was painted blue, black and red. “Go on, don’t be afraid.” Dracula urged him. “You’ll go if you love her.” The door slowly opened, a cold air filled the room.
Is it always this drafty? He thought as he walked toward the dark room. The door closed behind him and he was first, gripped with terror, but did not go back. He entered the darkness and became enveloped. A hard, cold hand clutched his shoulder. He turned to see a grinning skull, orange and yellowish white with roaring flames. The black eye sockets terrified him. A flaming hand grabbed his face, he suddenly, felt as if his life had stopped. He felt himself being drained. Then, there was darkness, all was quiet. Nothing was alive, nothing was moving, silence. Then, there were sounds, like birds. Then light began creeping through, what seemed like a door. Saul crawled toward the door and felt it.
It is real. Good lord. He thought, as he pushed it open. There was a field, with a forest at the bottom of a valley, and between it lay a road. He saw women in dresses, typical of peasants, with their children, at the side of the road, waving at something up the road. Some time later, there was a faint beat. The beat grew louder and soon over the crest of the hill, came soldiers in dark gray uniforms, with long trench coats. A car was in front of them. In the back of the car was a familiar looking man. His hair was dark brown, and slick. His nose was straight, his eyes were dark, cold. His uniform bore a swastika on a band about the left arm. He stood in the back, facing the people lining the sides of the road. He held his hand out. The soldiers turned their heads and held their hands up. The crowds shouted happily, a most terrifying thing to him.
“Heil Hitler! Heil Hitler!”
“Praise the fuehrer and his illustrious work!”
“His command is absolute.”
The words that were spoken by the women and children, were nightmarish to him. He could not believe what he was seeing. What the devil is this? How are you supposed to live under something like that guy? He thought. Then he remembered, Hitler’s people had all the confidence in the world, in their leader Saul could stand none of the words. He felt his head spinning, and envisioned where the green hills were, deserted hills, with fire in the trees, and the women and children were skeletons in their clothes, the men were dead bodies, blood streaming from their eyes, and holes in their heads. And in the car was Satan, waving toward his minions, he wore a black cape, his eyes were blood red, yet he was very handsome. His black hair was slicked back and cascaded down his shoulders. He was a thin man, a bit gangly. Despite the look of his body, his face was equal to that of any handsome celebrity. Saul looked on in horror as the people, now skeletons, grinned and praised the leader with their macabre cheers. He clenched his teeth and inhaled. His eyes grew with fear as he began to turn to run. He had to leave their sight, as he made his way toward the cottage, fire sprang up all around it. The fire had within it, a thousand faces, all grinning at him, taunting him, all the evil he had ever encountered in his life, stood before him, like an eidolon Beckoning him to run back in fear. Saul turned to see the soldiers marching toward him. Oh my god, what is this? Is this real? It can’t be! Many thoughts zoomed through his mind at once. The soldiers drew their weapons and prepared to attack, when suddenly, a large crow, cawed and flew through the men, the immediately fell to the earth in dust. The crow was only the size of an adult cat. For moments, it stood there, pondering the young man who stood before it. Staring with fear and astonishment, at this terrifying animal. Then Saul ran past it and over the side of the hill, he skidded along as he quickly came toward the bottom.The crow walked to the edge of the hill and looked down. Saul had risen and stood staring up at his enemy.
“You can not win against me.” The crow began, in a loud, man’s voice. “I am eternal, I am absolute.”
“Who are you!” Saul screamed. The crow looked at Saul, and if his beak were flexible, the crow would have smiled.
“You shall find the answer to your question soon, if you survive.” The crow leapt from the crest of the hill with its wings outspread and fell to the earth, toward Saul, who had his arms above his head.
“No! No! My God! Stop them! Dear god!” He screamed as the monstrous creature fell from the sky. Suddenly all was silent, the bird had gone, asnd he was back in the valley. He looked around him, and to his horror, every german and Austrian was staring him in the face. Even Hitler’s car had stopped. For a moment, there was an awkward silence, in which Saul began to inch away. Suddenly, Hitler shouted something to his troops and they all bore their rifles. They aimed at Saul. He ran right up the side of the hill, while bullets tore into the ground beneath him. While reloading their rifles, the soldiers made their way up the hill after him. Saul leapt into the cottage and closed the door behind him. A moment later, it was blasted off of its hinges. Two soldiers entered and looked around. The were puzzled, the boy was not to be seen.
Saul tumbled through the darkness until he hit another wooden door and tumbled into a room lit by a chandelier.Around him was a bed , a lady’s armoire, a number of pants and dressed were laid on the floor and the bed, , along with some boots, sandals and sneakers. Tio hhis right, was a book shelf, turned so that the books faced the side of the entrance, and Necrae Morba. She wore a large red Shirt and blue jeans. She was hopping up and down in order to reach a pair of black sneakers on the top of her bookcase.
“Whoa.” Was Saul’s only word. Necrae glanced over at him, then back to her shoes. She suddenly, jerked her head around and her face went from ghost white to flesh colored.
“Saul, what are you doing in here?”
“Your father showed me in here.” He continued to stare at her.
“What?” She looked at herself. “Do I have a stain on my pants?”
“You have curves.”
“I am a girl, I am supposed to have curves!”
“But you have curves!” She walked over to him and hugged him. Then she stared at him happily. Smiling at him.
“I want to thank you for coming Saul. I love you.” She walked closer to him. Saul first was struck, he never knew Necrae to smile or admit to love. Her father even said so. He backed away as she came closer, and saw that her eyes glowed red. She leapt upon him and forced him to the bed. Pinning his arms to the bed, She loomed over him. Her face, retained the same beauty, that he was fond of. She opened her mouth wide and long fangs grew out from within, and blood dripped from the gums. Suddenly there was a bang, and the back of her head shattered. The girl fell to the floor, and Saul rose, to see Necrae Holding a carbine, staring blankly at him. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell to the floor. He ran to herand looked into her blank eyes. She wore her usual dress. Suddenly, she was yanked away from his grasp by some invisible force and There was darkness all around.
“It has begun.” A dark, sinister voice boomed. The light returned, and there was a haunting sight to see.
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