Monday, February 05, 2007

Something Wicked...

Macon Dean met Markus outside the Four Winds Bar. He was tired, half drunk and not in the mood to be toyed with by some God-forsaken fallen angel or a demon running from the heavenly police. All Macon wanted to do was go to sleep.
"What ya want?" Macon growled. He rubbed his hands and blew into the tattooed knuckles. Light spilled out from between his fingers.
"We need your services," Markus said.
"I got that already you dolt. What do you want?" said Macon, his hands blurred.
Markus looked at Macon's hands and smiled. Markus' eyes glowed red and his canines protruded from his mouth.
"Great, you're either a dog or bat," said Macon.
"Neither, I am both. That is why my kind needs your help. We've heard that you have travelled to a place where no humans exist. How do we get there?" Markus said.
"Why do you keep saying we?"
Markus stretched out his arms and the shadows around him formed into a dozen shapes bigger than him and with large leathery wings.
"Oh crap," Macon said...

3 Comments:

Blogger MyOwnNinjaWay said...

haha YEEEAAAHHHH RENE! I FUCKIN LOVE IT! ESPECIALLY THE ENDING. hey is this part 5???

8:23 PM  
Blogger Ren said...

No, this is a separate story with Macon Dean that hunts down demons. If you like at earlier posts you'll find one marked Something Wicked...
it's a continuation of that story. You can find my first Macon Dean story at my writingonthewall website.
Peace

11:45 AM  
Blogger KRUG said...

Bastard! Macon Dean is a total bad ass! Me need more!

7:52 PM  

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