Leslie
Josette Gill
RELIC
Started 9/22/01
By LJG
Chapter 6
The Battle of Good and Evil
Much of mankind has fought
the battle. The battle of Good and Evil has been fought over time. It never
ends. It’s like day and night, the battle of dark and light, the battle of
time. It all connects. It all continues.
I soon discovered that there
were more of the zombies than I could kill. I saw that I needed to escape and
come back another time. I went to the authorities and told them the story of
what was going on. I described to the authorities what Angelique looked like
and what she was doing. OF course, they didn’t believe me at first. Then a
group of zombies attacked the local office of the FBI. They started killing
agents. They were dragging agents away so Angelique could steal their soul.
Angelique seemed to be following me. So I dare not lead her to my base. I
also dare not speak to Relic.
I again met her in the street
outside the FBI office there in Boston. This time She had several of her
zombie slaves attack me while she drew her sword and attacked. So now, I was
fighting zombies and her at the same time. I prevailed again, but not before
Angelique forced me to kill many of the zombie FBI agents. I again felt sorrow
and despair. I needed to speak to Relic, but dared not. I kept killing and
she kept stealing souls. I had to stop this cycle. The city of Boston lay in
ruin. Buildings were being destroyed. People were being killed. Many women
and children were lying dead in the street. Many others were in hiding. I was
killing men who appeared to be zombies. Suddenly, Angelique approached me.
“You are indeed powerful.
You would be a great ally. Why don’t you join me in the grasping of power?
Why do you care about these mortals?”
“You are evil. I am good.
That is why.”
“You kill just like I do, is
that not evil?”
“Don’t twist my actions. You
know very well that I kill to stop more killings. You know very well that I am
stopping you from gaining more souls.”
“You must know who I am. The
sword speaks to you, doesn’t it?”
“You are evil. That is all I
need to know. But after all, this isn’t about me; it’s about you and what you
are doing. Its about death.”
“Oh, such a smart person. I
bet you know all the answers. I bet you believe that you are better than
everyone else. I think you are a pathetic soul who is the puppet of the sword
you wield.”
I laughed at her attempt at
making me doubt my actions. I was very well rooted in what I needed to do.
She began to realize that I was not going for the guilt. I knew too well what
had to be done.
“The ancient one has prepared
you well. I will have to destroy you even more. You are too much of a
threat.”
At that, she attacked again.
I again threw off her attack. She just could not find my weakness. I also
could not find hers. We were evenly matched. In each case, I had to kill
zombies. I felt sorrow, but knew it was my duty. I was covered in blood. She
was pristine in white latex with red skin. I had not weakened. But I was
dirty. I needed to be freed of this blood and sorrow.
I retreated and found a safe
place. It was not home. I could not go home. Not yet. But after a day, I
sensed that she was not anywhere close. I quietly made my way back to my
home. I cleansed myself and rested. I saw the news on the server. The world
was beginning to fall into chaos. The zombies were spreading. Angelique was
flying all over the world to enslave each man that was brought to her. She was
killing less and less men. Her raping and killing was reaching proportions I could
not imagine.
“Joe?”
“Yes”
“You now understand the
nature of the evil you fight?”
“Yes.”
“Are you prepared to die to
save humanity?”
“Would my death stop her?”
“IF done correctly, yes. I
cannot help you in the time of your death. Only be sure that once done, you
will receive many gifts.”
“Gifts?”
“I can say nothing more.”
I gave this piece of
information much thought. I began to figure out what was going on. But, I
didn’t know the mechanism. So, I would have to die in battle with Angelique.
So be it.
My alarm systems went off. A
group of zombies were outside the mobile home. I was being attacked. I don’t
think they knew whom they were grabbing. I could not change in front of these
zombies. I didn’t want Angelique to know who I was. I was being taken to her
as Joe!
It took an hour, but there in
front of me; a group of men were being held, waiting for Angelique to arrive.
I was thrown into the group
with them. I quietly waited and watched. She appeared. She started quietly
dancing in front of the first group of men. Her dance was intoxicating to the
unsuspecting. There, she bared her breasts and took off her panty. She
started raping the men, one by one. After a minute, they gave their semen and
their souls. She continued to do this one by one. She was dripping in Semen.
She continued until she came to me.
She stopped.
She looked at me.
She blinked.
She drew her sword and raised
it to kill me. I drew Relic and stabbed her, right in the heart. I was still
Joe. I was not Relic. It appeared that I had mortally wounded her. But, as I
removed Relic from between those magnificent breasts, she managed to slip her
sword between my legs and slice upward. I was split up to my heart.
I was walking dead. I had
enough strength to make one more blow. I took off her head. In peace, I
quietly died.
The men, who had become
zombies, regained their souls. The evil one was dead. The world would go back
to its normal routine. It was if I had never existed. The world would rebuild
and the death and destruction, which Angelique had caused, would be rebuilt.
Humanity was resilient.
I still existed. I still
realized what was going on around me. I lay in my mobile home. I was alive!
I got up and looked into the
mirror. I was Relic. I tried to change back to Joe. Relic spoke to me.
“Joe is dead. There is now,
only the one you knew as Relic. You are now female for eternity. You are now,
me. I am now you. We are merged by the heroic death of Joe. Joe died in the
most courageous way. AS a gift to Joe, you and I are now one. From now on,
you are the sword of the ancients. You are now Relic in true form. I can now
give you the full power of the ancients. A monk will soon appear to you. Do
as he asks.”
I finally figured out what
had happened. I could now see the information that Relic had (or I had. Damn,
I am confused, but anyway) given me. The only way Angelique would die was if a
man killed her. But that man had to be of pureness and possess the spirit of a
woman. I was unique and the fulfillment of a prophecy which only Relic and the
monks of the ancient knew. This was the dark secret that Relic hid until now.
If I had known this, I would have been corrupted and could not have killed
Angelique. I could see it all. But now, I had to ask the question. What now?
Continued in Part 7 " What now? " of Relic