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The Big Battle

One day in early Spring, a concert was held at the Wellness Center, the outside stage. There were a lot of individuals who attended the concerts. One of the bands was Slayer. Among other bands Slayer is one in which everyone had thought they would not be coming back to Idaho especially to Pocatello Idaho. With the concerts about to start the vampires had begun planning their attacks. As usual everyone eventually had forgotten all about the safety of others. Because of the stressful times they needed to somehow make money for the city of Pocatello. That is why they decided to allow concerts and other events, activities to be reinstated. Even the Blackfoot Fair would be taking place later in September as usual. No one wanted the real-estate to plummet nor anything else that was or would be valuable to the city or state. The night before the concerts begun the vampires gathered for a meeting to discuss how they were going to have their blood lusts cured. They have gone through withdrawals from blood sucking for way too long. They had the human race to blame for their lack of lusts for blood. "Now it's pay fucking back time. We as reapers will not be forsaken. We reapers will have our blood lusts satisfied. Are you willing to take back our righteous for life or do we let the human race have the say wither we die or live? Are you all with me?! Or not?" Asked Quinton, the leader of the Reapers aka Vampires. Every one of the reapers yelled in response, "yes, we are ready! Hail Quinton! And Hail Satan!" The Reapers work for Satan. They usually take people's souls to Satan, Hell. But they have characteristics of vampires. Basically they are no longer soul sucking they are now blood sucking reapers. Afterwards they made plans for their attacks and how they were going to take their vengeance. The next night, the night of the beginning of the concerts. Slayer was the first band to start the show. In the venues there were beer and wine as well as soda, for those who do not drink or are too young to drink. As well as water and food. There were some people set up with Satanic merchandise everything was priced at $6.66. Everyone had a negative reaction to the Satanic merchandise except for the Satanists who were attending the concerts. Across from the Satanic there was a Christian Religion merchandise stand. Everyone veryone had mixed feelings with the two being across from each other. Soon after the events had started there was a huge fight between the two religions. It turned into a fist fight, a Christian man pulled out a butterfly pocket knife. When this happened it was as if a signal for the Reapers, the Reapers charged out from the shadows where they were hiding, waiting, lurking for their sign. As the vampires/reapers made their movements upon raising hell on their victorious attack. Lenkinic appeared from a blinding light that shown from above. Lenkinic flew down landing on his feet. He immediately withdrew his sword and began fighting the vampires. Slicing and dicing Lenkinic one by one killed a few vampires. As if they were ready for him four vampires snuck behind Lenkinic knocked him down to the ground and began beating him up. Quinton came over to where Lenkinic lay battered. He said with a smirking grin, "you thought you could conquer us? Well you're surely mistaking us for fools. You can never defeat us. We are eternal, we are followers of the Darkness, we have been chosen by Satan himself to bring upon the epocalipse and put a rein on this earth for Satan. No matter what you are not going to disrupt our plans. You hear me, Lenkinic? You are our prisoner now. I may kill you now, but I want you to suffer first. That is why you are still alive, well sort of." Quinton turned to look at his main man and main woman, and asked them to take Lenkinic away to the torture room. When Quinton looked away Lenkinic quickly stood up fighting for his life, his freedom, and for his father's fight for survival and will. Lenkinic managed to break free from his doom. He ran until he no longer could then he flew into the air and out of the reapers reach. When Lenkinic reached his residence he collapsed on the floor thriving in pain. He fell unconscious. While he was in a deep sleep he had flashback nightmares, but this time the nightmares had intensified. When. Lenkinic had awakened he was covered in a cold, sticky sweat. After the last losing battle with the Dark Lord and Leader of the Reapers/Vampires, Quinton, Lenkinic had very high doubts of winning this battle, he doubted himself. Lenkinic had lost his faith in himself. His willpower and love for all had diminished. He felt sick to his soul. "Everything is lost, I'm not able to carry on. All of this bullshit is tearing deep inside me. I can't find it in myself to fight the Vampires again, I just can't, I have lost all my faith, I want to give up on my fight for God and the world. Please help me out in any way you can Lord. Please don't let me go unto the wrong path and join in everyone's pain, suffering, and loss for self-preservation. Is there anything that any of your Angels can do to help me in this battle?" Lenkinic asked in prayer to God. He had hoped for an answer, an Angel, or some other kind of response. Even a bolt of lightning and God's loving voice call back to his prayers. But, there was nothing. Lenkinic sighed a deep sigh, he thought God had not been listening but he had heard Lenkinic's prayer for help. Lenkinic had to, well, he just didn't know what to think about it. He thought he was being ignored, he was being used, and he was quickly losing all hope. Quinton and the other vampires were making plans to take Lenkinic down and slowly kill him. Make him suffer in agony until he either dies or begs for his death. Even then, none of them won't give him his wish to die. They will do whatever they can to make him suffer and wish for death. Darkness had overtaken the sky. All was quiet with no light, wind, rain, nor anything else. Once everything had darkened, everyone ran inside. For some that was struck by a black bolt of lightning were too slow to make it inside, into safety. The black bolt of lightning came up from the ground, from Hell. The Dark Lord Quinton had caused this. He wanted to make a point that he can and will kill as he sees fit. Quinton and the entire clan of vampires met for their plan to find Lenkinic and what to do to him when they get their filthy hands on him. They had an idea for where to look, but was it the correct idea? As everyone stayed inside in order to live it was like being confined in one place or room together. There was some who was lured outside to their death. 'The whisper of death' as it was called. This was called the whisper of death because a whispering voice was lurking deep in the shadows waiting for its next prey. Some say the whisper of death was also the black death. The black bolt of lightning began striking through rooftops and killing everyone inside. The homes caught on fire with no escape no way for any survivors. Hope was dimming for everyone. Lenkinic was reading when the whispering voice of death called his name. It was a clear sky where Lenkinic was staying, but only around his new place of residence. When the voice of death began calling his name Lenkinic tried to ignore it, it became more and more difficult to ignore it. Eventually, he could not stand it anymore. The voice turned into a chant of more voices more than one thousand voices that carried together. Once Lenkinic was outside Quinton and a few others grabbed Lenkinic and beat him down to the ground. Quinton shackled Lenkinic with chains. The chains were wrapped around his ankles and hands, his hands were chained together so he couldn't fight at all. At the layer of vampires, Lenkinic was hanging four feet off the ground, hanging by his wrists with chains. The chains were adjustable if they wanted to, they could lower Lenkinic or make him higher above the ground. When Quinton came into the room he had a bullwhip in his hands. "Well, well Lenkinic we have finally found you. Do you know who I am? I will tell you, I am the Dark Lord Quinton. My clan and I are truly reapers, but we are not like the usual reapers. We have characteristics like vampires. We suck our victims to skin and bone. I guess we are more brutal than the actual vampires that are born vampires. Well anyway, shall we get to it? Or are you going to tell me what I want to know?" "What is it you want to know?" Asked Lenkinic. Quinton seemed to be thinking, but he was only trying to make the tension add up. "Well, I want to know where are the fuck is God?! How do we get to him? I, we need to defeat him and take him down to our darkest lord and the new ruler, Dronnicka. Yes, he is still alive and kicking. He may not be as strong and powerful as he used to be because of God and his damn Angels! Tell me now!" "No! I will never betray him! I will never tell you! Ever!" "Well, well. See here, boys? We will need to teach this worthless boy a lesson. Shall we? Which one of you would like to be the first to teach him?" All five of them shook their heads 'no' with their heads down toward the floor and they backed away. Quinton shrugged his shoulders, "Well, I guess it will be me all the time. Especially since y'all are cowards. Let's begin, shall we?" Quinton drew back his right arm then started whipping Lenkinic. Lenkinic tried not to scream from the pain of the whipping. But, he couldn't take it too much longer. Finally, he gave in and screamed. Quinton laughed an evil, loud laugh. The other five vampires watched helplessly as Lenkinic suffered. Soon, his back was covered with deep, wide wounds. The other five wished they could do something for him, to help him not suffer, not have to go through this torture, and be able to conquer Quinton. After Lenkinic was whipped to near death, Quinton ordered the five to "lower him down and take him to the other room so I can torture him some more". Regretfully they did as ordered. In the other room, Quinton had a table full of torture equipment from different ages and different cultures. "Now, I'll give you one more chance. Are you going to tell me where God is, or shall I continue to torture you? Why do you keep protecting someone who denies you any kind of help or protection? It's obvious he does not give a shit about you. Don't you see? I'm trying to make it all justified for all who are forsaken. Just like you are now, you have been forsaken by him. But, you continue to keep quiet about his location. Why? Why do you want to stay quiet? And be continuously be tortured? Well, I guess we just have to keep going? Or, do you want to die, protecting him?" Lenkinic could be heard throughout the entire building and in the forest as the torturing continued for hours. It was a miracle he never died or broke. Lenkinic is one of the immortals. "The Warrior of God seems to be unbreakable". Said one of the five vampires. Another one said in a saddened voice. "He needs help out of here. He will eventually die, trying to stay quiet about the location of God. I think someone needs to save him". Lenkinic was hanging when someone startled him awake. He now has the worst level of trauma, PTSD that anyone can ever have. He will never be able to stop these memories from coming back. The voice came from one of the female vampires. She was running from something or someone that could not be seen. She was killed with a strike to the stomach and cutting up to her chest. Blood poured out of her body as the others became alarmed. One of the vampires ran to get Quinton. Quinton was unable to see the intruder as well. When the intruder found who they came to find, what he saw sickened him. "Lenkinic". Whispered the invisible Angel. "I'm here to rescue you and revive you so you can fight and defeat Quinton. Stay still I will get you down then I will revive you, ok?" Lenkinic was barely able to nod his head. The chains were lowered slowly, Lenkinic was laid on the floor, then the Angel tried to revive him. He was nearly dead. Lenkinic died. The Angel fraught thinking he was too late to save the Warrior of God. "No! You are not supposed to die!" Cried the Angel. One of the vampires who wanted to help Lenkinic came over. "Here, let me give him enough life so you can revive him back to full life." The Angel knew he could trust him. Angels are able to see into hearts. The vampire knelt down placed his hands on Lenkinic's chest and forehead. He transferred his life force into Lenkinic. The vampire died saving Lenkinic. After the Angel had revived Lenkinic, Lenkinic was able to see who it truly was. It was God himself. Lenkinic jumped to his feet ready for the epic battle of life or death. He was ready. Quinton came ragging into the room where Lenkinic was, but he had moved and God was back to being invisible. He watched as Lenkinic and Quinton made their fighting stances with their weapon of choice. Lenkinic's was his mind power and Quinton's was an ax. Quinton made the first attack. Lenkinic counteracted it with his telekinesis. Lenkinic thought hard about what to use to conquer Quinton. The battle waged on until Lenkinic noticed a sword. The sword was not of this world. The sword is a God-killing sword. That is what Quinton was going to kill God with if he was able to get his hands on God. Lenkinic used his mind to make the God-killing sword disappear then reappear in his hands. Lenkinic waited for the right moment for the killing attack. He didn't have to wait long. The perfect moment was only a minute after. Quinton drew the ax back for a kill shot to Lenkinic's neck, that was a perfect time. Lenkinic moved quickly, he bent to the left avoiding the strike of death. Lenkinic thrust his arm back then went for the kill. The sword went straight through Quinton's body, through his evil, black heart. Quinton had a look of both terror and surprise on his face. A warp hole opened up, Quinton was sucked into it. As he was sucked into the hole his body first turned inside out then exploded into black and gray dust. The dust was also sucked into the hole. All that was left from Quinton's body was his femur bone. Lenkinic picked up the femur bone, "this will come in handy with a cane. From now on I will need a cane to walk around because of the torture I endured. I will try to find a replacement for me." "No, Lenkinic you need to carry on. At least for a while longer until I can find someone who is the next one who needs to be given a second chance as you were given a second chance. But, for now, you may take a vacation to rest and find yourself again. I have others who can take on evil until I know you are ready to battle evil again. Sound good, my son?" Lenkinic smiled and nodded, then answered, "yes, yes that sounds like a great idea, Lord, When do I start my vacation and where will it be?" "My son, it will be with me in Heaven. You will be able to recuperate and have nothing but love while you are there. You will be able to come back to earth any time you wish to visit only. At least until I know you are ready. Alright?" "Yes, sir." As the gateway to Heaven opened Angels sung a loving song with their harps and sweet, kind voices. Lenkinic was finally able to have a vacation for a while. “Help me! Please, someone!” Screamed a young woman in desperation. She was being chased by another woman. Only this woman wasn't human, she is a vampire. The scared young and beautiful woman ran toward a house with their lights still on. She banged on the door screaming and pleading with the inhabitants to let her in she is being chased by vampire. They thought she was insane. They didn't believe her. Why would they? Usually vampires are known as fiction only. So they left her out in the open to her death. A hissing sound came from the shadows as the vampire crept like a snake hunting its prey for her blood. The frightened woman stood there waiting her fatality. She no longer screamed she was ready to give in and wished her death to be quick. But, it wasn't quick. The vampire toyed around hissing and circling around her. When the vampire went for the kill she slowly sucked the young once beautiful college student blood dry. As she was sucked to the bone and skin hanging off loosely another vampire came up beside the other watching. He patted her on her shoulders congratulating her on “a job well done”. The body wasn't found until a week later. The vampires had hidden her skeletal remains behind a pile of metal. On the premises of Papa Bear And Sons Metal Co. The working crew was on vacation when the attack had happened. When one of the sons, Rick, found the body he immediately felt sick. He threw up his lunch from the grizzly sight. Rick ran to his father to inform what he had found and where. His father, Gerald, called the Police. When the Police arrived, they could barely look at the God forsaken body. At the funeral home, the examiner had to keep her nose plugged so as not to smell the reached smell. She was unable to determine the cause of death. It had been too long since the death. The only way to identify the body was by the dental records. Once identified, the family was contacted and informed about it. The family was devastated. They assumed she had been just missing. Now that their worst fear has come to a reality. The parents had their daughter's body cremated, they didn't want her to be buried in such horrid condition. The day of the funeral, remembrance, everyone who knew her as well as the family who found her and the Police involved in the case attended. That day it was a cold, windy day. As usual when there was a funeral. Even if the forecast indicates the weather to be warm and sunny. Once it was time for the funerals the weather changes, this happens every time. Almost every night there was another attack in different areas of Pocatello, ID. Even though the Police were baffled as to what is killing the inhabitants of Pocatello, they never backed down from trying to figure it out. The next attack was in the middle of the day. There were two High School students walking home from school, they walked down near the railroad tracks. They heard a voice that seemed to be circling around them. The voice was spine tingling witch like. As the voice became louder and more menacing the two boys began running in the direction of Burger King. They didn't make it. The voice caught up with them, it was a vampire who was taunting the two boys. Taunting them into the direction the vampire wanted them to. Once they were at the corner of N Day Street and N Maine Street, they were so terrified they had ran into the trap. Vampire after vampire came running for their blood thirst to be cured. The boys were sucked dry right down to skin and bone. This time the bodies were found the same day. It was the next day their deformed bodies were cremated. The remembrance family and friends gathering was a heart wrenching event. The event was inside the Pocatello High School gym. The weather outside was raining and freezing. There was no way to do anything outside because of the temperature being so low. After the attack on the high school students, everyone had to be either picked up from school or ride home on the school bus. If anyone had to walk home they were not allowed in fear of anymore deaths. They had to wait until someone could pick them up or get a ride from a city bus. No one wanted to chance loosing another son or daughter. With the concerts about to start the vampires had begun planning their attacks. As usual everyone eventually had forgotten all about the safety of others. Because of the stressful times they needed to somehow make money for the city of Pocatello. That is why they decided to allow concerts and other events, activities to be reinstated. Even the Blackfoot Fair would be taking place later in September as usual. No one wanted the real-estate to plummet nor anything else that was or would be valuable to the city or state. The night before the concerts begun the vampires gathered for a meeting to discuss how they were going to have their blood lusts cured. They have gone through withdrawals from blood sucking for way too long. They had the human race to blame for their lack of lusts for blood. "Now it's pay back time. We as reapers will not be forsaken. We reapers will have our blood lusts satisfied. Are you willing to take back our righteous for life or do we let the human race have the say wither we die or live? Are you all with me?! Or not?" Asked Quinton, the leader of the Reapers aka Vampires. Every one of the reapers yelled in response, "yes, we are ready! Hail Quinton!" The Reapers usually take people's souls. But they have characteristics of vampires. Basically they are no longer soul sucking they are now blood sucking reapers. Afterwards they made plans for their attacks and how they were going to take their vengeance. As the reapers made their movements upon raising hell on their victorious attack. Lenkinic appeared from a blinding light that shown from above. Lenkinic flew down landing on his feet. He immediately withdrew his sword and began fighting the vampires. Slicing and dicing Lenkinic one by one killed a few vampires. As if they were ready for him four vampires crept behind Lenkinic knocked him down to the ground and began beating him up. Quinton came over to where Lenkinic lay battered. He said with a smirking grin, "you thought you could conquer us? Well you're surely mistaking us for fools. You can never defeat us. We are eternal, we are followers of the Darkness, we have been chosen by Satan himself to bring upon the apocalypse and put a rein on this earth for Satan. No matter what you are not going to disrupt our plans. You hear me, Lenkinic? You are our prisoner now. I may kill you now, but I want you to suffer first. That is why you are still alive, well sort of." Quinton turned to look at his main man and main woman, and asked them to take Lenkinic away to the torture room. When Quinton looked away Lenkinic quickly stood up fighting for his life, his freedom, and for his father's fight for survival and will. Lenkinic managed to break free from his doom. He ran until he no longer could then he flew into the air and out of the reapers reach. When Lenkinic reached his residence he collapsed on the floor thriving in pain. He fell unconscious. While he was in a deep sleep he had flashback nightmares, but this time the nightmares had intensified. When. Lenkinic had awakened he was covered in a cold, sticky sweat. After the last losing battle with the Dark Lord and Leader of the Reapers/Vampires, Quinton, Lenkinic had very high doubts of winning this battle, he doubted himself. Lenkinic had lost his faith in himself. His willpower and love for all had diminished. He felt sick to his soul. "Everything is lost, I'm not able to carry on. All of this bullshit is tearing deep inside me. I can't find it in myself to fight the Vampires again, I just can't, I have lost all my faith, I want to give up on my fight for God and the world. Please help me out in any way you can Lord. Please don't let me go unto the wrong path and join in everyone's pain, suffering, and loss for self-preservation. Is there anything that any of your Angels can do to help me in this battle?" Lenkinic asked in prayer to God. He had hoped for an answer, an Angel, or some other kind of response. Even a bolt of lightning and God's loving voice call back to his prayers. But, there was nothing. Lenkinic sighed a deep sigh, he thought God had not been listening but he had heard Lenkinic's prayer for help. Lenkinic had to, well, he just didn't know what to think about it. He thought he was being ignored, he was being used, and he was quickly losing all hope. Quinton and the other vampires were making plans to take Lenkinic down and slowly kill him. Make him suffer in agony until he either dies or begs for his death. Even then, none of them won't give him his wish to die. They will do whatever they can to make him suffer and wish for death. Darkness had overtaken the sky. All was quiet with no light, wind, rain, nor anything else. Once everything had darkened, everyone ran inside. For some that was struck by a black bolt of lightning were too slow to make it inside, into safety. The black bolt of lightning came up from the ground, from Hell. The Dark Lord Quinton had caused this. He wanted to make a point that he can and will kill as he sees fit. Quinton and the entire clan of vampires met for their plan to find Lenkinic and what to do to him when they get their filthy hands on him. They had an idea for where to look, but was it the correct idea? As everyone stayed inside in order to live it was like being confined in one place or room together. There was some who was lured outside to their death. 'The whisper of death' as it was called. This was called the whisper of death because a whispering voice was lurking deep in the shadows waiting for its next prey. Some say the whisper of death was also the black death. The black bolt of lightning began striking through rooftops and killing everyone inside. The homes caught on fire with no escape no way for any survivors. Hope was dimming for everyone. Lenkinic was reading when the whispering voice of death called his name. It was a clear sky where Lenkinic was staying, but only around his new place of residence. When the voice of death began calling his name Lenkinic tried to ignore it, it became more and more difficult to ignore it. Eventually, he could not stand it anymore. The voice turned into a chant of more voices more than one thousand voices that carried together. Once Lenkinic was outside Quinton and a few others grabbed Lenkinic and beat him down to the ground. Quinton shackled Lenkinic with chains. The chains were wrapped around his ankles and hands, his hands were chained together so he couldn't fight at all. At the layer of vampires, Lenkinic was hanging four feet off the ground, hanging by his wrists with chains. The chains were adjustable if they wanted to, they could lower Lenkinic or make him higher above the ground. When Quinton came into the room he had a bullwhip in his hands. "Well, well Lenkinic we have finally found you. Do you know who I am? I will tell you, I am the Dark Lord Quinton. My clan and I are truly reapers, but we are not like the usual reapers. We have characteristics like vampires. We suck our victims to skin and bone. I guess we are more brutal than the actual vampires that are born vampires. Well anyway, shall we get to it? Or are you going to tell me what I want to know?" "What is it you want to know?" Asked Lenkinic. Quinton seemed to be thinking, but he was only trying to make the tension add up. "Well, I want to know where are the fuck is God?! How do we get to him? I, we need to defeat him and take him down to our darkest lord and the new ruler, Dronnicka. Yes, he is still alive and kicking. He may not be as strong and powerful as he used to be because of God and his damn Angels! Tell me now!" "No! I will never betray him! I will never tell you! Ever!" "Well, well. See here, boys? We will need to teach this worthless boy a lesson. Shall we? Which one of you would like to be the first to teach him?" All five of them shook their heads 'no' with their heads down toward the floor and they backed away. Quinton shrugged his shoulders, "Well, I guess it will be me all the time. Especially since y'all are cowards. Let's begin, shall we?" Quinton drew back his right arm then started whipping Lenkinic. Lenkinic tried not to scream from the pain of the whipping. But, he couldn't take it too much longer. Finally, he gave in and screamed. Quinton laughed an evil, loud laugh. The other five vampires watched helplessly as Lenkinic suffered. Soon, his back was covered with deep, wide wounds. The other five wished they could do something for him, to help him not suffer, not have to go through this torture, and be able to conquer Quinton. After Lenkinic was whipped to near death, Quinton ordered the five to "lower him down and take him to the other room so I can torture him some more". Regretfully they did as ordered. In the other room, Quinton had a table full of torture equipment from different ages and different cultures. "Now, I'll give you one more chance. Are you going to tell me where God is, or shall I continue to torture you? Why do you keep protecting someone who denies you any kind of help or protection? It's obvious he does not give a shit about you. Don't you see? I'm trying to make it all justified for all who are forsaken. Just like you are now, you have been forsaken by him. But, you continue to keep quiet about his location. Why? Why do you want to stay quiet? And be continuously be tortured? Well, I guess we just have to keep going? Or, do you want to die, protecting him?" Lenkinic could be heard throughout the entire building and in the forest as the torturing continued for hours. It was a miracle he never died or broke. Lenkinic is one of the immortals. "The Warrior of God seems to be unbreakable". Said one of the five vampires. Another one said in a saddened voice. "He needs help out of here. He will eventually die, trying to stay quiet about the location of God. I think someone needs to save him". Lenkinic was hanging when someone startled him awake. A voice came from one of the female vampires. She was running from something or someone that could not be seen. She was killed with a strike to the stomach and cutting up to her chest. Blood poured out of her body as the others became alarmed. One of the vampires ran to get Quinton. Quinton was unable to see the intruder as well. When the intruder found who they came to find, what he saw sickened him. "Lenkinic". Whispered the invisible Angel. "I'm here to rescue you and revive you so you can fight and defeat Quinton. Stay still I will get you down then I will revive you, ok?" Lenkinic was barely able to nod his head. The chains were lowered slowly, Lenkinic was laid on the floor, then the Angel tried to revive him. He was nearly dead. Lenkinic died. The Angel fraught thinking he was too late to save the Warrior of God. "No! You are not supposed to die!" Cried the Angel. One of the vampires who wanted to help Lenkinic came over. "Here, let me give him enough life so you can revive him back to full life." The Angel knew he could trust him. Angels are able to see into hearts. The vampire knelt down placed his hands on Lenkinic's chest and forehead. He transferred his life force into Lenkinic. The vampire died saving Lenkinic. After the Angel had revived Lenkinic, Lenkinic was able to see who it truly was. It was God himself. Lenkinic jumped to his feet ready for the epic battle of life or death. He was ready. Quinton came ragging into the room where Lenkinic was, but he had moved and God was back to being invisible. He watched as Lenkinic and Quinton made their fighting stances with their weapon of choice. Lenkinic's was his mind power and Quinton's was an ax. Quinton made the first attack. Lenkinic counteracted it with his telekinesis. Lenkinic thought hard about what to use to conquer Quinton. The battle waged on until Lenkinic noticed a sword. The sword was not of this world. The sword is a God-killing sword. That is what Quinton was going to kill God with if he was able to get his hands on God. Lenkinic used his mind to make the God-killing sword disappear then reappear in his hands. Lenkinic waited for the right moment for the killing attack. He didn't have to wait long. The perfect moment was only a minute after. Quinton drew the ax back for a kill shot to Lenkinic's neck, that was a perfect time. Lenkinic moved quickly, he bent to the left avoiding the strike of death. Lenkinic thrust his arm back then went for the kill. The sword went straight through Quinton's body, through his evil, black heart. Quinton had a look of both terror and surprise on his face. A warp hole opened up, Quinton was sucked into it. As he was sucked into the hole his body first turned inside out then exploded into black and gray dust. The dust was also sucked into the hole. All that was left from Quinton's body was his femur bone. Lenkinic picked up the femur bone, "this will come in handy with a cane. From now on I will need a cane to walk around because of the torture I endured. I will try to find a replacement for me." "No, Lenkinic you need to carry on. At least for a while longer until I can find someone who is the next one who needs to be given a second chance as you were given a second chance. But, for now, you may take a vacation to rest and find yourself again. I have others who can take on evil until I know you are ready to battle evil again. Sound good, my son?" Lenkinic smiled and nodded, then answered, "yes, yes that sounds like a great idea, Lord, When do I start my vacation and where will it be?" "My son, it will be with me in Heaven. You will be able to recuperate and have nothing but love while you are there. You will be able to come back to earth any time you wish to visit only. At least until I know you are ready. Alright?" "Yes, sir." As the gateway to Heaven opened Angels sung a loving song with their harps and sweet, kind voices. Lenkinic was finally able to have a vacation for a while.

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