Story 1 Atlas—The child from outer space! Part 1 I’m recording this from the Pod I arrived in. The more I’m in this spacecraft, the more I find out about it and me. I’m doing this because one day my biological family will come for me, and I want to leave something behind for my real family here…
“Why don’t we start at the beginning?” I take out my phone and start recording our conversation to begin the interview process. “Hello, my name is Hex Stratford and I’m with the Federal Bureau of Investigation. This will be my third interview of the day. We’re right outside of Central Par.k” A gust of wind bellows through the park as children can be heard playing in the background. The sky is gloomy and full of darkness, but not a single drop of rain has fallen from the heavens. “Why don’t we start with your name?”
Where Is Your God?
“Oh god, how I miss this”. The devil in his human form looks up at earth’s sky with sinister glee. “To embody a man truly deserving my power and ambition is rare. However, I digress, I’m here with your lamb. The one you’ve chosen to let rule in your stead. I wonder, what makes her so special”? The devil stands in the middle of a green pasture full of life and God's creatures. The light is fading and a burning red glow emits from the horizon. Lucifer looks over to the dimming light and hellish glow.
I think about her everyday and what she looked like. This deliciously curvy waisted heartthrob that grew to be too tantalizing to pass. She dated guys that couldn't compete with me, her taste was inferior, but she, herself, was on par with me. Her name a mystery, but her desire for me was obvious and still is. A potent vile of love, lust, passion and no matter the numerous occasion she suggests to be mine, I refused at all costs. Until one sexually charged day, I deny myself the satisfaction of having her alone any longer. I was yearning for her attention, emotions, love, and touch.
The Beast Within
Serena presses on as she nears an opening to the underbelly of an abandoned warehouse. A sac that has been burst open from the inside, which is thirty feet long, sways over the gallows which are now the warehouse. A foul-smelling liquid drips onto the discarded skeleton remains of previous victims which are underneath the sac. A crack in the earth shimmers with water as the moonlight reflects off its surface, however, the pond of fluid has made its home here in the aftermath of an earthquake. “I must confess Serena, I am impressed with your motivation to find me, however, what would mother think of me now?” Hyde finishes his statement with venom in his tone.