Episode Three; by;fernand jiro.
I was Fernand jiro marantal Ezaker and this is The final episode to Ezekiel's nightmare. Can he face his past and walk away with his sanity in tact?
A flash of light; I find myself back at my home in New York City. I look in the living room and see my daughter sitting near a Christmas tree. My wife walks into the room and hands her a glass of milk. “Merry Christmas” my wife says to our daughter.
And then I walk in and hand my daughter a present. She smiles, almost snatching the gift from my hands, and she quickly opens it. Inside is a doll that she had been wanting for a long time. She ran up to me and gave me a big hug. I kissed her on her forehead and wished her a merry Christmas.
That image before me shattered to pieces like a broken mirror. I found myself standing outside my home on the night of their murder. I saw the beast of myself sitting on the ground. I shook my head, wanting so badly to cry. But I saw a new image enter the picture, Zilch. He walked from the shadows and approached the beast.
Zilch puts his hand on the beast’s shoulder and says, “Don’t you just enjoy killing? It’s so primal and fun!” The beast looks down at it’s bloody hands and smiles. “You’re a monster, just like me. You don’t need to be caged up inside of that man, you need to be set free,” he said.
The beast growled and stood up. “Home is where the heart is. No home, no heart,” the beast said. Zilch grinned and said, “Yeah I know. So, go have some fun. You’re my little pet, my project. When you grow strong, you’ll be general, my warrior of darkness.”
Once again, the image broke to pieces. This time, I found myself surrounded by flaming skulls. They were all chanting my name. I screamed and tried to punch them, but it was hopeless. I wondered if this was hell, my punishment for the life I lived. Suddenly, all the flaming skulls screamed and I found myself in the present day.
A large tower in New York City. Owned by Zilch and his vampire children. I found myself in a room on the top floor. I saw Zilch slowly feeding off of Halo Lane. She had lost a lot of blood and was growing weak. She would not accept the vampire gift that Zilch was trying to force upon her. But she was slowly losing her mind to the evil.
I walked over to them, and I tried to hit Zilch. But I just seemed to pass right through him like vapor. They couldn’t see or hear me. The door to the room opened and Ramon tossed Stephanie inside. She was only wearing a black skirt; there were vampire bite marks all over her body. I ran over to her, but she couldn’t see or hear me either.
She lay on the floor, crying. I knelt down next to her, trying to hold her, trying to give her comfort. Zilch left Halo and picked up Stephanie from the floor. He threw her on the bed and began to abuse her. I screamed with all the strength I had, but nothing happened.
Then I was warped to a near future. I saw the city of New York run over by vampires who could walk under the rays of the sun. At the center of the madness was Zilch’s tower. The world of vampires was running over the world of mortals. The world would be filled with complete darkness and pain if vampires were to find a way to walk beneath the sun.
A great pain arose from within my body. I felt like I was being ripped to pieces, and I found myself standing in a bright light. I looked around, but couldn’t see anything but light.
But out of the light came two figures walking towards me. As they got closer, I saw that it was my wife and daughter. My daughter let go of my wife’s hand and ran up to me. I kneeled down and gave her a big hug. “What’s going on?” I asked.
“Daddy, you’re finally home!” my daughter said. My wife took our daughter’s hand and said, “No, not yet. He still has a lot of things to take care of inside.” I stood up and looked into my wife’s eyes. It had been so long since I had seen her, since I had looked into those beautiful eyes.
“You’re not dead, but you’re not alive either. You’ve wondered into a state of limbo, a median,” my wife said. “What’s happening to me?” I asked. She said, “You can either go back to the real of the living, or stay stuck in limbo for the rest of eternity. The choice is yours.”
“I want to be with you and our daughter…” I said sadly. My wife shook her head and said, “You can’t, not yet. In order to go back to the realm of the living, you have to forgive yourself for our murder.” “But I can’t do that…” I mumbled out.
She took my hand and kissed me. She said, “Yes, you can. It’s not you that killed us, it was something darker. It was a disease inside of you that killed us, a different mind with a different body. You’re the man I feel in love with, you’re the father of our child, but it was that monster that killed us.”
Somewhere deep inside of me, what she said was making sense. But I still felt this heavy guilt for their murder. My daughter spoke up and said, “We’ll see you later, daddy!” My wife took her hand and they started walking away from me. I screamed out their names and tried to run after them, but I just stayed in the same place. My wife looked back and waved goodbye as they walked deeper into the light.
Once again I was warped to another dimension. This time, I was on the top of a large hill of trash, crucified to a large wooden cross. “What is this?” I screamed out. “It’s nothing to worry about. It’s just an image from your own mind,” a voice said from behind me. My sister walked around so I could see her.
“I want you to go back to the realm of the living…I want you to finish what you started,” she said. “Why?” I asked. “You owe Zilch. You owe Zilch a lot of pain and misery,” she answered. I looked away from her and down at the ground. I now noticed that there was an axe stuck into the trash.
She walked right underneath me and put her hands on my legs. She looked right up into my eyes and said, “Please, for me? There was so much I wanted from life, but that monster ripped it away from me.” A few tears were rolling down my face. “I’m sorry…” I mumbled out.
My sister took that axe and started chopping at the wooden cross. Finally, it gave way and I fell down. She dropped the axe and took hold of me. She ripped me from the cross and said, “I love you always, brother.” I said, “I love you too, sis.”
Once again I was torn away from one world and thrown into another. This time, I found myself standing in a dark cemetery. I looked around, trying to figure out who the hell was waiting for me this time. From the dark, I could hear a familiar growl. The monster inside of myself showed himself.
We stood toe to toe with each other. It was like looking into a twisted mirror. “What do you want?” I asked. He growled, “Welcome to the Land of the Dead. Welcome home.” I shook my head and said, “This isn’t my home. I’m going back.”
“Why? You have no peace there, no redemption,” he said. I responded, “When I get my hands on Zilch, I’ll show you redemption.” The Beast laughed a dark and twisted laugh. “You’re nothing without me!” he said. I said, “I’m everything and more, so don’t you dare call me a whore!”
The Beast tried to slash me, but it did me no harm. The Beast looked at his hands; he couldn’t believe what had just happened. I said, “I am the Host, and you are my puppet. Never before had I realized that I had complete control of you, I was just too afraid of the truth that you have shown me.”
I jumped onto the Beast, throwing us both onto the ground. Rotting hands lifted up out of their graves and took hold of us. The Beast growled and screamed as the dead pulled us under ground. Before I was completely knocked under, I yelled out, “I’m sorry!”
Stephanie is sitting in the corner of Zilch’s room. She is huddled up and crying to herself. Halo Lane lays naked on the floor, a small around of blood coming out of the fresh wound in her neck. Ramon opens the door and says, “Come on ladies, its show time.”
Halo has no strength left to fight. Stephanie kicks and screams as Ramon carries them into the next room. In the main room, Zilch sits on a large chair before a camera crew. Zilch looks at Ramon and says, “Thirty minutes until we begin.”
Ramon hooks up to chains around Halo and Stephanie’s neck. He then forces them down on their knees before Zilch. Zilch looks down at them and says, “Don’t worry my pets, soon enough you shall cave in. You will be my pets, my precious pets.” Ramon smiles and walks out of the room to check on security.
Guarding the front doors are two guards. Their smoking cigarettes and talking about the whores they had last night. “Hey man, this girl was so tight it hurt!” one of them says. The other guard just laughs and takes a hit from his cigarette.
From the darkness of the allies, a small black ball with a lit fuse comes rolling to their feet. One of the guards picks it up; it has a yellow smiley face painted on it. “Oh come on, this has to be a joke! It looks like one of those bombs in the cartoons,” one of the guards says.
“Yeah, some kid must have dropped it,” the other guard says. They look at the black ball with the lit fuse. They watch as the fuse gets closer and closer to the base. One of the guards says, “Yeah, what idiot would use a stupid toy like this for a bomb?”
The explosion is so loud that it can be heard miles away. The bodies of the guards will be found in several different pieces all over the city. However, the front doors to Zilch’s tower have been completely destroyed. Three more guards come running to the front, but I throw another bomb, smaller than the last, but good enough to kill all of them.
I’m only wearing some red pants, no shoes or shirt. I have none of my bandages on, instead I show off all my scars and wounds. My hands are still in the form of three claw-like fingers. My ears are long and pointed, my eyes glow an eerie yellow, and my teeth are fanged. On my back, there is a tattoo of a cross.
I only made three bombs before coming, and I have already used up two of them. The only other weapon I’m carrying is an axe. I walk through the flames and smoke to the stairs. I begin my ascension to Zilch.
“What the hell was that noise?” Zilch asks. Ramon is talking on a radio to the rest of his security team. “There were two explosions down on the first floors,” Ramon says. Suddenly, the lights flicker on and off, then the emergency power kicks in. “Now what?” Zilch asks angrily.
Ramon talks some more on his radio before he answers Zilch, “Another explosion in the power room.” I used my third and final bomb to take care of the power. I wanted to try and strike some fear into Zilch, make him sweat a little before I come to him.
“I don’t care how many of your men it takes, but I want you to find the problem around here and fix it!” Zilch yells. Ramon nods and says, “Don’t worry about it boss.” Ramon picks up his assault rifle and heads for the exit.
Zilch looks down at Stephanie and asks, “Friends of yours?” She simply responds, “Ezekiel was m only friend.” Zilch grunts and puts his attention back to the monitors. “This better not interrupt my air time,” he says.
Somewhere on the middle floor, I run into a few of guards. I kill them all with quickness, leaving their body parts all over the floor, and their blood painted on the walls. As I walk for the stairs again, something hits me very hard on the back of my head.
I fall to my knees, but I can already tell who is behind me. Ramon laughs and says, “I thought you were dead.” I stood back up and faced him. I smiled and said, “Boil and bubble, trial and trouble.” I punched him real hard in his chest, and he went flying backwards until he crashed into the wall.
He screamed and started shooting his rifle at me. One bullet hit me in my arm, but I ignored the pain and dodged the rest of the bullets by jumping behind a door. When he ran out of bullets, he screamed and threw the gun to the floor.
“I am going to rip you apart limb from limb! And this time I’ll make sure you stay dead!” he yelled. I came out from behind the door and said, “Bring it, you piece of crap.” He changed over into his wolf form and howled. I laughed and said, “Howl to the prowl, but know this, I change what is.”
“What the hell are you saying?” he growled. I ran towards him with my axe in my hand. He slashed me across my chest, but I cut open his leg. He screamed and tried to slash me again, but I countered by chopping the axe into his shoulder.
Ramon stumbled back until he was leaning against the wall. He grabs my axe and pulls it from his shoulder. Blood runs down all over his body. He drops the axe to the floor and says, “You punk!” I grin and motion for him to come at me again.
He accepts my invitation and charges at me again. This time I grab his neck and arm and throw him across the room. He crashes into the wall, knocking a big hole in it. He slowly gets back up to his feet, and I once again motion for him to bring it on.
The same thing happens again, I grab him and thrown him into the wall. But now he is near my axe. He picks it up and roars as he charges at me. When he gets close enough, I use his own force against him. I grab his arm and force him to stab himself in the stomach with the axe. He collapses to his knees and holds his wound. I yank the axe away from and say, “Welcome to the end, my lost friend.” I chop off his head.
Upstairs, Zilch is screaming into his radio. “Ramon! Ramon! Where the hell are you?” he screams. He tells a few more of the security guards to find what the problem is and fix it. Zilch looks down at Stephanie and says, “I still think it’s your crew coming for you.” She responds, “I was expendable, they wouldn’t take the risk of coming after me.”
Any guards that come my way, I slaughter them. But when I get to the floor below the top, I run into some of Zilch’s vampire family. There were six of them in all, three men and three women. Some of them were older vampires, but most of them were newborns.
In a matter of minutes, Zilch’s vampire brethren are torn to pieces before my axe. The walls are covered in there blood, and the floor decorated with their body parts. Before I leave, I look at my handiwork and smile. I then proceed up to the top floor.
The doors slam open and a guard comes stumbling in. Zilch stands up from his large chair and asks, “What is wrong with you?” There is a huge slash mark across the guard’s chest. He mumbles out, “Some…guy…said…he wanted…redemption…” The guard falls to the floor dead.
When Stephanie hears the word redemption, she automatically thinks of me. A certain light shines deep within her dark soul, and now, she has hope. Hope of being free, a hope of survival.
“Redemption?” Zilch says curiously. The windows inside the room shatter to pieces with the sound of a loud thunder. A huge ball of flames comes rushing through the door and almost touches Zilch, but then the fire disappears back through the doors.
I walk in, bloody, wounded, and filled with rage. Zilch’s eyes widen with disbelief when he sees me. Stephanie stands up and says, “Ezekiel…” I walk toward Zilch and say, “Miss me? Or don’t you see? The project before you by your own hand?”
“You’re suppose to be dead,” Zilch says. I laugh and hold my arms out, saying, “Do I look dead?” Zilch walks back over to his chair and pulls out a sword from behind it. He then looks back at me and says, “I now realize that I underestimated your power. I should have given you more credit.”
“Poor little Zilch, still trying to play games. What’s your plan, reach for fame? Or just to destroy and demand?” I said. He smiled an evil grin and looked at me. He said, “It’s that twisted side of you that I love so much. Maybe I should reconsider having you by my side. Think of it Ezekiel, me and you, side by side, we could rule this dying world together.”
I looked at Stephanie; she was watching me with wide-open eyes. I looked down at the floor and said, “I think maybe you’re right.” Zilch laughs and holds out his hand for me to take. He says, “I knew you would see things my way. Come, take my hand, and we shall be as gods!”
Stephanie shook her head and whispered out, “Ezekiel, no, don’t.” I walked up to Zilch and looked at his hand. I started to reach out for it, but then I said, “I think maybe you’re right…you should have given me more credit.” I quickly swing my axe around and cut off his outward hand. He screams and stumbles back a couple of feet.
“You devil!” he yelled. I grinned and attempted to hit him again with my axe, but he blocked it with his sword. Our weapons continued to clash as we fought to kill the other. Although both of us were wounded, we fought like animals, as if there was nothing else in the world but our two souls clashing.
Slowly, I forced him backward towards a large window. Stephanie watched on, and I think she caught on to what I was trying to do. I knocked Zilch a few more steps back, but we stopped for a moment. He reached under his shirt and pulled out the Cross of Dracula.
Outside, the sun was beginning to rise. “What? Are you going to knock me outside into the rays of the sun? You idiot, you already know that I can walk among the sun with this Cross!” Zilch said. I asked, “Do you feel any remorse for the things that you have done? Do you feel that you can be saved?”
“What the hell are you, a priest? Oh I see, this all comes back to this Redemption thing you have,” he said. I asked again, “Do you feel that you can be saved from your sins?” He laughed and said, “I am a god, and I need no forgiveness or Redemption.”
I grinned and said, “I was hoping you would say that.” I used my axe to slash the chain that was holding the Cross of Dracula around his neck. Before it could hit the floor, I kicked Zilch through the window. He screamed as he went through the shattered glass and fell to his doom below.
Zilch fell several stories down until he slammed into the road. He hit the road so hard that the cement cracked and broke, digging him into a hole, his own grave. For a minute, I just watched from the window as Zilch laid there, almost dead. He slowly started to move again, popping the bones back in place within his vampire body. He stood back up.
The sun swept across the city. Zilch turned and looked onward as the rays of the sun graced his unholy body. He screamed as his skin began to melt from his bones. In five seconds, his flesh had been ripped from his bones. I dropped my axe from the window and watched it fall to the ground. It smashed Zilch’s skull on the ground.
My body changed once again into his human form. I wasn’t sure if I would ever need it to change again, but I knew the possibility was there, and I accepted that fact. I used my supernatural strength to break the chains that bound Stephanie and Halo Lane to Zilch’s throne.
Stephanie hugged me and cried, “Thank you.” I kissed her and said, “Hey, it’s not just a job, it’s a living.” She smiled and said, “How did you survive the fire?” I shrugged and answered, “I found my redemption. I forgave myself for the murder of my family.”
Halo Lane was shaking. I told Stephanie, “We need to get her to a hospital.” “She’s a strong girl. We’ll take her to see the company doctor,” she said. “Why, thinking of making her a member?” I asked. Stephanie grinned and said, “No, a friend. Are you sure you’re going to be alright?” “Of course, I’m fine,” I responded. She kissed me again and said, “Come on, let’s get out of here.”
We went into the bedroom…no, not to do that, to get some clothes for them to wear. Jesus, you people have sick minds.
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