Chapter 9: Battlefield Garden of Eden [Part 2]
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THE TIME-TRAVELLER NAVIGATED the Pentateuch that nose-dived ‘below’ into the dream-realm to the Wilson-residence, to ‘recruit’ the Blind-One. The boyfriend was wearing the googles in-blind-mode, as travelling faster-than the cosmic-speed made him giddy…
… Paul sat in the wheelchair…
… John noticed the quiet-boy… and ‘read’ his thought-that he was guilty-and-worried of his-girlfriend’s secret-pregnancy – and felt-also felt ‘inferior’ to his ‘own’ superpowers which …
… were 2nd to Jane’s superior abilities – where he ‘shared’ only 50% of-it... as she was a ‘shared’ Soulmate-for-2 of the Cursed-Trio…
“Your best is ‘good’ enough – trust me, Paul you’ll do-well in the battle later…” John motivated… but Paul scoffed-in-return…
“Don’t patronise-me… how do you ‘know’ that, Mr Time-traveller…? I ‘know’ myself-okay … and I ‘know’ my-limitation! Tell-to-me straight on my-face, Mr Recordkeeper… are we gonna-WIN LATER in the Garden-of-Eden…?”
“… honestly Paul, I don’t know the outcome, as I’m ‘not’ omniscient… I CAN’T READ the minds-and-plans of the Evil-side – I just act on the divine instructions of the-Holiness-SeeIn who-did direct me to this serpentine-destructive course-of ‘events’ TO-HAPPEN tonight, based on reliable-Intel from our-Samsara counterparts … SeeIn had ordered-me to assemble ‘volunteers’ – to assist St Michael to defend-and-protect the Abrahamics’ heredity-property of the Garden-of-Eden from-being ‘destroyed’ by Yaldabaoth and the Underworld-demons of Asmodeus…” John gave an-honest answer…
Paul wasn’t keen to ‘return’ to the Garden-of-Eden where the place-was full-of-betrayal – as Kerubiel tricked-him with a ‘bad-apple’… that impregnated-Jane, when HE ‘FED’ her with the tainted-fruit…
… he ‘only’ volunteered TO AID St Michael… the ‘only’ One-he-trusted…
The time-traveller noticed purple-glowing negative-energy clouds of ‘hatred’ seeping from the teenager’s head – so John distracted-him…
“Since you’re a short-distance time-traveller ‘traversing’ between 3-realms of Perth, Paul – you may have ‘pressing’ questions that I’ll divulge answers based on my kept-past records, but…
“… don’t ask me-about BOOK-8 – which I know ‘only’ know partially-of… and-also, if I tell-you ‘that,’ and if you ‘try’ CHANGING EVENTS based on your-negative emotions it may ‘fracture’ the time-lines of your 3-Perth realities and would bring ‘forward’ the End-times… as Perthland is the ‘centre’ of the-universe of the destruction of mankind…”
Sitting on the-wheelchair, the teen ruminated as he touched his blindfold-googles – and-asked…
“… I can walk ‘now’… is Jane going to have her-sight back-too…?”
“No, it’s YOUR DREAM, Paul… and you’re ‘inviting’ her into-yours – she will be-blind… it’s ‘best’ she’s blind-too…”
“…Huh-What…? “Why’ is that – I don’t GET-IT…”
“… err, it’s like this – if I may make a comic-book movie reference… do you know X-Men’s Jean-Grey’s Dark Phoenix-persona that’s destructive and turning into an uncontrollable-liability to-the-team… did you ‘watch’ that movie, Paul…?”
How can he forget the worst X-Men movie that 20th-Century Fox produced in-its-franchise…?
“… what about it…?”
“Since Jane Wilson is the ‘Soulmate-for-2’ – she has an UNTAPPED DARKSIDE in her psyche as the ‘other’ avatar of the Warrior-Virgo of Vengeance… where she ‘can’t’ control her-rampaging-self… just like the-Hindu Goddess Kali…” John-expounded as he-elaborated further…
Paul ‘hated’ each-time HE HEARD the-words-of ‘Soulmate-for-2’ – as he ‘trust’ Jane ‘had’ no-feelings for his-devil-twin… ‘AFTER’ THE-mental abuses she had-went through in-her ‘past’ horrid-nightmares…
The teen was half-listened to John explicating that ‘since’ Jane WHO-WAS born-blind – where the ‘realities’ of blind-people ‘DEFERRED’ FROM sighted-people…
… then…
… after BEING A member-of the Cursed-Trio from the Treeton-fieldtrip-tragedy… Jane was 50-50 on the scale of Good-and-Evil… therefore, if she ‘saw’ extreme-injustice and with her ‘uncontrolled’ 3rd-eye superpowers, she might lose-her-mind and would go into rampaging like-Kali. And, if that day-came, mankind would suffer TOO IN HER-PATH of destructive nature…
… but-it sounded ‘more’ like conspiracy-theories which Paul could believe-nor-digest of-what the time-traveller was-saying…
“Paul, you must keep Jane away from Peter… and even when your-twin uses-his ‘power’ of the Golden-blood to lure her into his nightmare-seduction – but you-too should ‘not’ have any negative ‘emotions’ of jealous-rage – to-which, the more YOU ‘REACT’…
“… PETER ‘WINS’ – and your-negative rage fuels more-of Jane-unconsciousness to ‘falling’ in-love with-him even-more. Instead, you should meditate and rid your mind of the toxic-rage – Adiyogi have ‘taught’ you his-yogic Transmeditation…”
The teenager-yelled…
“NO! What is this-bloody BS that I SHOULD MEDITATE while the-devil’s bloody have-sex with ‘my’ girl!!? What am I, a cuckold!? Why should I bloody-share my-girlfriend with my-brother when Jane doesn’t love him any-more?”
“… calm-down, Paul, it’s ‘not’ your-fault – Jane IS ‘CURSED’ that way of ‘being’ the-Soulmate-for-2…”
“BULLSHIT Johnno! This is ‘not’ fair! Why is that in POST-TREETON, I’m bombarded with tons-of bad-luck… I’ve been ‘suffering’ for 7-months in-here in-this hellhole…cursed daily with ‘some’ bloody-shit in my relationship with-my-girl, ever-since that ‘kissing-video’ emerged from no-where…”
Although the time-traveller could ‘not’ read Evils’ minds-and-plans, but he ‘had’ an educated-guess that Peter was the ‘culprit’ who-posted that ‘kissing-video’ on YouTube – but John DIDN’T WANT to ‘theorized’ his-outcomes to-Paul…
… as there was escalating toxic-animosity BETWEEN BOTH the Gemini-Twins…
“STOP-IT, Paul you’ll make the-balance ‘worse’ BY YOUR uncontrolled anger-and-rage – always, take a deep-breath and look at the-bigger-picture cos’ your bad-luck is going to get ‘even’ bad, cos’…
… ever since Peter was here in POST-TREETON… he ‘had’ been behaving to get in everyone’s Good-book – and-plus, he has changed-too-to the better, as he’s learning from his-past mistakes by ‘not’ repeating his-downfalls, of ‘both’ the-past… the-OTHER-PERTH-and-PERTHLAND realms…
“… and by-redeeming his-past… he’s in his-better-self TO ‘ATTRACT’ MAJORITY of-good-luck that was meant to BE ‘SHARED’ by the-Cursed-Trio… and, that ‘became’ the reversal-of bad-luck…
“… in-which, you-and-Jane are facing… Peter wants to make the Defenders-of-Perth-duo insignificant as superheroes in-this-POST-TREETON realm…
“…I can’t read his-BIGGER-PICTURE – but there SOME-HIDDEN evil-intentions behind-it, as… I had suspected-so. when he practiced the blessed-Act of Paying-Forward to the variant ‘victims’ who had suffered in the ‘other’ realms, and by doing-so…
“… Peter had LEVELLED-UP in his-game – while both of you are down, but I can’t help you, even-though I can’t read-Evil minds, so… I’ve to interview-you more in-another time… to-record ‘more’ data on your-twin, so that ‘we’ can strategize-and-fight Evil, who…
“… with evil-intentions of the Darkside of ‘being’ Good…”
The still-dissatisfied Paul scoffed…
“That’s a waste-of-time – why don’t I just KILL HIM LIKE I ‘did’ in PERTHLAND! Problems ‘solved,’ right…!?”
The Buddhist-monk protested…
“Was that a holistic-decision ‘YOU-DID’ to kill in Perthland, tell-me, Paul…!? Killing is a sinful-act in every-Faith that humanity-believes-in…that had-also besmudged your-soul…”
The Gemini-rebelled…
“I DON’T CARE – the-devil was uncontrollable… and had to DO-IT!”
John See then-reasoned…
“Don’t you see the repercussion ‘when’ going into Cain-and-Abel-mode in PERTHLAND… where-now, you-and-Jane were ridden by a slew-of-bad-luck here in POST-TREETON!!? You should have let ‘him-live’ there…WHY KILL-HIM…?”
Paul stood-up from the wheelchair to ‘make’ his-point…
“WHAT!!? He was going to be Lord Stamford’s pawn… he was bloody-going to the UK the-next day – and ‘sell’ HIS CURE-it-all Golden-Blood to heal the gunshot Old-Man…”
The time-traveller enlightened…
“So-what, let Peter-GO TO London-then – you-and-Jane would-be in Perth together and plan-to ‘counter’ HIM-NEXT… instead, you ‘killed’ him in JUST A-WEEK when all 3-of-you reached PERTHLAND – and it’s ‘game-over’ …”
The-teen shouted…
“Hey, we were superpowerless OVER-THERE – without any ‘help’ from you-fellers either… what am I TO-DO – other than to-off-him…!”
John See-replied…
“You’re both superheroes ‘not’ venging ‘antiheroes’ – Perthland was A TEST WHICH you ‘both’ failed – ‘WHO’ TOLD YOU that killing was the-only option?”
Dazed-and-confused, Paul-muttered…
“… err, it’s complicated…”
… the devil ‘had’ drugged-him earlier with-Gochi and he was LSD ass-tripping when he-was in the hospital that Lord-Stamford with a gunshot wound was admitted for surgery. It was there, he hallucinated of the Burning-man ‘telling’ them-to-self-sacrifice to-be-REBORN ‘again’…
As the son-of-a police inspector, Paul-then stalled by thinking-back on the 3 ‘kills’ he had-committed in PERTHLAND…
* RICHARD BRADBURY, the Crowley’s lawyer was his ‘first’ kill… who-came with the ‘adoption’ papers, where it stated that Lord Stamford to be the ‘guardian’ of his-twin when in the-UK. When Paul protested the demonic-shapeshifter reached out for his gun in his-briefcase… Paul shot it-dead
* JEZEBEL CROWLEY’s lower-torso transformed into a serpent when she ‘defended’ Peter in the suite-room – Paul shot it and it crashed into the window and it fell to its-death
* PETER-HIS-TWIN was the 3rd – Paul shot him coldblooded in-the-heart
John See ‘read’ his-mind…
“… you ‘had’ listened-to the advice of the ‘Burning-Man’ in PERTHLAND – but that guidance was totally-wrong cos’ Solomon-Walker ‘only’ had his-Divine Intervention in this-realm of POST-TREETON…you ‘were’ there à when Kali ‘killed’ the sacrificial-goat…
“…. Your dead-father’s advice ‘led’ you to your-failure based on ‘bad’ suggestions there…”
The ‘guilty’ teen-groaned…
“… how would I ‘know’…!? It’s ‘not’ we been given any-instruction manual, or something…to-be superheroes… it’s ‘not’ fair to blame-us, okay…”
The time-traveller then-told…
“Nothing is fair in the realm-of-mankind… superheroes-included… that is why I’m here to let you-know the ways the game should BE ‘PLAYED’…
“… but before-we get to-that – I want to ‘know’ if YOU SAW ‘any’ butterflies in the hospital…?”
“… huh… what butterflies…?” Paul was-blur…
“… after meeting the Burning-Man – were there butterflies in the hospital-ward…!?”
“… I donno… what’s with the bug-story…?” Paul-shrugged…
“This is ‘crucial,’ Paul – we can ‘FIX’ THIS if only-you-remembered this-detail – now-go ‘into’ your TM-mode and meditate to that ‘night’ in PERTHLAND… and look for butterflies…”
Paul took a deep-breath and ‘quieten’ his-mind to go into ‘recalling’ the night it-happened…
… it was ‘easy’ as it was the day that-SHS celebrated their-anniversary of Lord Stamford’s 131th-birthday… where that evening, he ‘won’ the school’s dance-competition…
… when he rode-home in his-bike from-school later… he was cornered by the Asian motorbike-gang – they ‘bashed’ him-up because the ‘sore-losers,’ Ken-and-Alicia were jealous of Paul’s winning…
… he was-then rescued when the Crowley’s limo that-came to disperse the-altercation… and the motorbikes of teens-fled – and Jezebel offered a ride which Paul ‘accepted’ cos’ he feared for his-life thinking the Asian-youths would ‘return’ to hurt his-more…
… in PERTHLAND-realm, where he-and-Jane were SUPERPOWERLESS….
… then-in the limo, his-devil-twin offered him a pomegranate-drink spiked with a hallucinating-substance – where in the hospital, he was tripping-balls’ and was thirsty as he wandered to find for a drink-vending machine…
… it was where he ‘met’ his-departed father as the-Burning-Man à who told to self-sacrifice himself TO ‘ESCAPE’ the superpowerless-realm… and his father ‘left’…
Paul was ‘stuck’ in his-meditation in the-region-of forgetfulness – as he ‘microscope-and-combed’ his-amnesia dead-cells à in-search-of residual ‘memories’ of butterflies…
… a thought ‘flashed’ of a male-nurse CHASING-HIM-out for loitering in the restricted ‘Burn-Care-ward’…
‘… where are the bloody-butterflies…?’
He rewinded his thoughts in-the space-between ‘meeting’ à the-Burning-Man and the Male-nurse – where he was-further tapping into his-pineal-gland for the missing-time when he was ‘tripping-balls’ in-the-ward…
… eureka…
… the memories-came from the ashes-of the-Burning-Man – growing-then into a bush of white-roses – and when Paul ‘reached’ and touched them – the-petals turned into flying-butterflies…
“Johnno! I ‘see’ it… I see butterflies!”
John heard the blindfolded-teen exclaiming-out, and his hands were animated-and-waving at the phantom-insects fluttering-over his-face – The-monk asked…
“… good-job! WHAT COLOUR are-they…!?”
“… RED… RED-butterflies…!”
The time-traveller sighed in-disappointment…
“… this is ‘NOT’ GOOD – I was ‘hoping’ for white-butterflies…”
“What’s with-this Pixar’s ‘Bug’s Life’ BS – ‘why’ are shitty-details like-bloody insects so-important…!?” The teenager was-annoyed…
“Yes-Paul, it’s ‘very’ important – butterflies signify souls of mankind… it symbolises life-and-reincarnation. There are 2-colours that you should ‘look-out’ for…
“… white-and-red – the white-butterflies are the purity of Good-omens – while RED-IS-EVIL and brings Bad-omens…”
“… huh… I ‘SAW’ RED-butterflies – how do ‘we’ FIX-IT!?” The terrified Paul cried-out in-the-darken googles…
The time-traveller replied…
“You should RESET-AND àREPLAY-the-Game… meaning – you ‘should’ follow the-rules when you time-travel-back to PERTHLAND-and ‘play’ by Gamebook, which states that:
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* Superheroes ‘don’t’ kill mortals
* Superheroes are ‘not’ antiheroes…”
Paul stepped-forward and-protested…
“It’s been a bloody-year since the field-trip tragedy – and, now-Johnno, you’re bringing-up your-bullshit set-of-Rules to dictate-and-suppress superheroes… hey! aren’t we ‘not’ on the ‘same’ side fighting-Evil!!?”
“I don’t make the-rules – it’s a Collective-effort of the Superior-realms of The-Watchers ‘do.’ My-Master, SeeIn had sent me in multiple missions to alter-fracture timelines ‘CAUSED’ BY the feud between the Abrahamic Creator and the 7-Brothers/Princes of the-Underworld…
“… AND-ALSO the current ‘internal’ mess in the Underworld – with-the dispute between the ‘twins,’ Asmodeus-and-Beelzebub that disrupts the peace-in Hades itself…”
Paul then-exclaimed…
“… who-what…? Asmodeus has a twin brother named… err… Bubba…?”
“… yes, Beelzebub – The Lord-of-Flies… and, the Sin-of-GLUTTONY…
“… I’ve-also been busy time-travelling to-paste-up the groundwork of the-welcoming of the birth-of-a New-Religion as-also my ‘next’ mission – sorry, Paul I’ve ‘been’ too-busy to-make an-early acquiesce in POST-TREETON until-now…”
… that-angered Paul, and he-shouted…
“BULLSHIT! Why ‘gimme’ the-delayed ‘Rules’ now – after-a-year I’ve ‘been’ superheroing … and ‘disqualifying-me’ now and sending me – back to-restart-in PERTHLAND…!!?”
The monk replied-calmly…
“You ‘know’ the-rules, Paul – you’re a videogamer yourself, who has been setting-daily ‘practice’ routines to ‘not’ go ‘mission-rusty,’ of strategizing your next-moves. You did excellent-job so-far in the-OTHER-PERTH’s missions and fought-well against-evil. Most-of-all you had your emotions ‘checked’… and-even-though with your animosity with your-brother… BUT…
“… you-did ‘NOT’ KILL-HIM… in-fact, your-forgave Peter in-your-heart, despite he was incorrigibly evil over-there… DON’T YOU remember-that ‘day,’ Paul…?”
Paul felt-weak in his-knees – and sat-back on his-wheelchair…
… recalling the last-day in the OTHER-PERTH where… it was a media-circus in school’s Westwing… where the Perth’s Famous-Couple, mixed-doubles handicapped-duo of the one-armed Peter and Blind-Jane had a ‘selection-playoff’ à against ‘able-bodied’ players, Dougie-and-Zoe…
… the game did ‘not’ end-well when the-armed notorious killer, Hajji gate-crashed the-televised event, in a gym-filled with spectatorsà to KILL-JANE…
… but she was ‘saved’ both-by a grey-Alsatian and a Belgium-Malinois à that mauled the-would-be-killer to-death. The tennis-match event-was then-cancelled as the result of the-happened-crime – as the mayor-of-Perth too-WAS ‘PRESENT’…
… denied-of-his victory, the devil-twin was mad ‘when’ the-match was-cancelledà and the ‘possessed’ one-armed youth then summoned ‘natural-disaster’ to hit Stamford High-School… THEN CAME the storm-and the-minor-earthquake…
… everyone scrambled-and-evacuated for their safety from the Westwingà with ‘only’ Paul and Peter ‘outside’ on the outdoor-tennis courts… and-the tremor-struck and ‘swallowed’ Peter to THE GROUND…
… Paul levitated-over to the caved-in sinkhole to find Peter-trapped inside – and, he could-have ‘killed’ his-evil twin with his electro-blast where there was ‘no’ eyewitness to-accuse-him à but-instead he ‘FORGAVE’ HIM… and pulled-him out-of-the hole…
“Paul, you did ‘not’ kill Peter in the-OTHER-PERTH, and the Universe-was-pleased – and you’ve been’ UPGRADED with being-reincarnated into an ‘able-bodied teenage – so, ‘why’ did you ‘kill’ after-a-week in PERTHLAND…?” The Recordkeeper asked as-he wanted to ‘set’ the record-straight for the Gamebook…
The guilt-ridden teen shrilled as-he-answered…
“… but-John… Peter’s leaving to the-UK… he’s going-to save Lord-Stanford – ‘who’ who ‘going’ to-reincarnate as-Asmodeus…”
John shouted-at the near-hysteric Paul…
“HEY-PAUL! Lord Stamford IS ‘NOT’ going-to reincarnate-AS-ASMODEUS!!!”
Paul was confused…
“… huh… but THAT’S WHAT Jane said… she ‘heard’ Lord Stamford whispering into her-ear, during on-stage @the school’s Awards-presentation… the oldman-too ‘spoke’ in-Sumerian, which was Asmodeus’ lingua franca, right …!?”
“NO-PAUL! Don’t follow Blind-Jane’s dreams – it was a-close-call in Jane’s reality, where she ‘almost’ became the-666th-Bride of Asmodeus… but through SIMY’s Divine-Intervention she ‘escaped’…
“… you ‘follow’ your-OWN-DREAMS, Paul – or-else… you ‘go’ astray into-the path of-her blind-reality of the Warrior-Virgo persona… that would-be ‘attracting’ red-butterflies…!” The time-traveller verified…
“Huh! I can’t follow Jane’s leads…? That is 2 ‘sets’ of-bloody Rules – but I depend on-her… my-teammate, she’s my-partner…!” The disturbed teen shrieked in-panic…
“Paul, ‘only’ play by the-Rules of your ‘OWN’ DREAMS – where, a-Superhero DO ‘NOT’ kill is your-motto… you-then use-your judgemental-instincts to-solve humanity’s puzzle – ‘when’ you reset-to-replay Perthland-again in the-2nd-Round…” John-clarified…
“What about-Jane…!?? Is she ‘COMING’ TO PERTHLAND-too…!?” Paul wanted to-know the ‘fate’ of-his-girlfriend…
“… unfortunately-yes – she ‘TOO’ BROKE the-Rule… where on-the night you were ‘shot’ dead in PERTHLAND – she committed-suicide to-be-with you… instead of completing the ‘game’ by going-solo…
“… Jane’s unstable… and that’s dangerous – it might’ve an ‘affect’ you, Paul… her path of the Warrior-Virgo is-dark. The-Universe ‘might’ want to split-up the Defenders-Of-Perth duo… where, you ‘both’ go-on separate-missions in 2-different Perth-worlds…”
Paul was mad-again – and he-stood-up from his-wheelchair, shouting…
“WHAT-BULLSHIT is this!!? Now-you ‘want’ to ‘split’ us-up…!?? Who’s ‘writing’ these-bloody books and coming-up with the-motherlode of horseshit!!?”
“… you’re ‘writing’ YOUR-OWN books-of-chapters with your-own ‘cause’ of-actions, Paul … all the-Watchers-do, are TO ‘GUIDE’ you to-balance the-scale-of humanity…”
Paul-griped as he-further remonstrated…
“HEY! I didn’t sign-up for this-headache – I DON’T WANT to be superhero any-more… go-find an-able-bodied teenager to dip-him ‘head-first’ into your potpourri-of-madness… and torture him like you-Watchers did to-me…
“I-QUIT, Johnno – leave-me-be as a-cripple-gimp on-a-wheelchair! I’m ‘not’ ashamed-of-that… in fact, I would-enjoy ‘lesser’ problems being a-handicap rather-than a ‘cursed’ superhero – and playing-by your-Watchers’ BS-Rule-Book!!!”
John-See-then calmly-replied the ‘pissed-off’ teen…
“… this is your 2nd-Chance to-do-Good as the-realms as-its-Guardian-angel…”
“NOPE! I’m ‘not’ drinking… I pass-the-cup – go, time-travel back to your-Bosses and ‘tell’ them that Paul-Walker said, ‘NO, F***ing-Thank-You! Say that he’s ‘relieved’ of his-supe-duties… and tell ‘them’ to ‘prepare’ the NEXT-PATSY to play their End-of-World Games…
“I’ve ‘officially’ RETIRED FROM the-superheroing capers, Johnno… let-me be-laid-back to see the-sunset-instead sitting-on my-wheelchair…”
“What ‘sunset’ are you to-live-to ‘see’ – ‘when’ you were ‘ALREADY’ DEAD in Treeton according to the records from BOOK-1…!?” The time-travelled elucidated…
“WHAT!!? I DIED…!!?” The boy-exclaimed…
‘… yes, I nearly died with-Dad in the BMW road-crash… BUT – I don’t ‘remember’ dying-in-Treeton…’
“… ooo-I-see – you don’t ‘know’ that THE-3-OF YOU died that day…?” John-then explained…
… the bespectacled-monk retrieved ‘past-History-records’ in medieval device that ‘recorded’ events of-possibilities-of time-travelling called the Chronovisor – and transmitted the Perth-Herald article from-the-mainframe Achieves – and-sent THE-INFO to Paul’s VR-Google…
… from blindfold-to-Read-mode… the-teen read THE-HEADLINES in-the device:
‘4 killed in freak storm’
… Paul next-read the sub-headlines…
‘3 Handicapped students and an ex-army veteran died in school field-trip to dairy-farm in Treeton’
Paul was pale-and-speechless. The Record-Keeper-then revealed…
“… your-twin, Peter had ‘worn’ the ‘cursed’ Talisman-Of-Asmodeus that-day – he was the ‘Chosen-one’ to DIE THAT-DAY… as Evil’s child-sacrifice in your field-trip of Treeton…
“… but…
“… you-and-Jane interfered and ‘went’ to-Peter…”
Paul remembered-where he was the first to go-after to ‘rescue’ Peter… a foolish attempt in-a-thunderstorm, ‘just’ to impress his-valour to Jane-and-Alicia as a quadriplegic. Jane-too followed-pursuit cos’ Peter was her-boyfriend back-then…
… he ‘recalled’ Peter was-strangling him in-the-muddy fields that-rainy-day… the one-armed twin had a red-ruby ‘burned’ into his-palm…
… which scarred his-throat and Jane’s forehead – ‘branded’ to-be the CURSED-TRIO…
John was-then saying…
“Asmodeus ‘killed’ you-3 by-using Zeus’ stolen lightning bolt…where you-all died, and then-through SeeIn’s Divine-Intervention of Instant-Karma – the-trio HAD-THEIR 2nd-chance to miraculously coming-from-the dead… where:
* PETER – who was the Chosen-and-Possessed One of the Evil Asmodeus
* PAUL – who was the Good-One
* JANE – who was 50-50 to… being-the Soulmate-for-2…”
Paul sat-quiet on-the-wheelchair, slightly shaking his-head – in-regrets for going-after Peter in-the-rain on-his motorized-wheelchair…
He-pondered…
‘… Jane, what-if-I-had NOT GONE after-him – would you had-GONE ‘SOLO,’ instead-to rescue your one-armed boyfriend…?’
John concluded by-saying…
“SeeIn ‘chose’ YOU-BOTH to-be superheroes – as-the guardian-angels of Perth…
“… the Holy-One said, ‘Happy are the ‘Chosen’ children – they’ll inherit and protect-earth as superheroes…’
The quiet-Paul was awestruck by ‘what’ he just-heard – that was somewhat ‘similar’ to the-Beatitudes said-in-the Gospel-in-Church…
“… the blessedness of-your-actions, Paul – it ‘would-be’ a beacon-of-Hope to mankind in PERTHLAND…”
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ORANGE-BALL DARTED through eons-and-space into the Dreamworld of humanity’s past-and-present with its-coordinates set to intercept the-trances-of the REM sleeping-blind-girl…
In-no-time, the Pentateuch reanimated in Jane’s bedroom – as it-too ‘shrunk’ ITS SIZE-to fit the space…
Inside the-portal, Paul removed his-VR googles and saw Jane’s dark-bedroom through the virtual windshield. John-the-time traveller instructed and opened THE-HATCH…
“Go, get your-girlfriend, Paul – while I SET-THE coordinates to the Garden-Of-Eden…”
Paul nodded to the-order and headed to the opened circular-door – and stepped into the rugged-carpet of Jane’s darkened-bedroom… walking to her-bed…
… then his-intuitive senses-sensed danger – when there was a ‘red’ glow on the-Queen-sized bed…
Paul stood-still, making-no-noise, and he gradually-retreated… while spying in-the-dark…
It was the long-tailed incubus SITTING-OVER Jane’s chest as it was-licking the-sleeping-tween’s scar on her forehead with its-elongated tongue. The entity was ‘not’ aware of Paul’s presence, as it was-busy-feeding…
The horrified-boy backed-away IN-FEAR of it…
… where Iskurr gave Paul a-good-beating in THEIR ‘LAST’ encounter in his-nightmare … that still gave him-backaches…
The-teen’s feet stepped into the soft-carpet and he backed-away – and, also noticing the incubus’ long-tail twirling-and-vibrating as it was in-its-own space, relishing its-feeding…
Paul who-was ‘not’ confident-of-himself ‘had’ chickened-out… retreating to the-portal to the 40-something y.o., John FOR-SAFETY…
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Inside the-Pentateuch, the terrified Paul-whispered to-the-monk…
“… it’s the Darth-Maul-looking incubus – it’s on Jane’s bed…”
“… ‘why’ you-tell-me that-for…!? I’m JUST THE time-travelling ‘designated-driver’ – you’re the-superhero, Paul – you’re Gemini-Blue…go, deal with-it!” The monk-replied…
“… I-I can’t… I ‘lost’ the-last-time – i-it-had ‘beaten’ ME-BAD…” The-petrified-teen gave his-excuses… John responded-saying…
“You LOST BACK-then in Peter’s nightmare ‘where’ you were superpowerless in his-dreams – but-now, this is ‘your’ dream… where everything IS ‘POSSIBLE,’ Paul…
“… now-Go ‘get’-em, Tiger!” John patted Paul’s shoulder to-motivate… before pushing-him out into-the-dark bedroom…
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The-teen in his school-unform crept-again-in the dark… pacing-slow towards-the-bed where the long-tailed insentient-incubus who-wasn’t ‘aware’ of his-presence was…
… as the mesmerised-beast was in-its euphoric-world of its-own… as it was frantically ‘licking’ to-feed on Jane’s aura-cosmic dust… seeping-in-mist from her-forehead’s diamond-shaped-scar…
Ever-since, Paul was crippled in the BMW-road crash, he was always bullied and left-with low self-esteem-and-confidence. Even-later when he ‘was’ a superhero, he was-still a ‘scared’ little-Bigboy, who avoided confrontation in eminent-dangerous situations…
… even in the-OTHER-PERTH, in the South-Perth Zoo-mission – he ‘forced’ his-twin, Peter to ‘RESCUE’ Jane’s baby-brother who was offered to-be a ‘child-sacrifice’ – trapped in the black-panther’s enclosure…
… while he stood ‘WATCH’ outside-the-cage…
NOW, in a ‘similarly’ dangerous-situation…
… this-time all-ALONE…
… he had to confront a demonic-incubus – who had ‘beaten’ him into-a-pulp… when he last-faced-it…
Paul crept in-stealth once-again to the bed… as he saw Iskurr wet-licking Jane’s forehead like-a-popsicle, and the-boyfriend then felt angry-and-shouted…
“OOIII!!!”
Instantly, the incubus’ neck-turned 1-80 as it looked-back with its red-reptilian gleaming-eyes – and it-flipped itself-over and landed in-its-4s, and stood on the-bed like a-dog ‘guarding’ its-food… with its-long-tail was on-Jane’s-face…
It cursed-profanity in the Sumerian-dialect before it challenged-Paul…
“What you-want, you peeping-interloper !!? The ‘meat’ IS-MINE – Go-away or-else I’ll kill-you!!!”
“NO!! Keep-Away from-Jane!!!”
Paul-then warned, and stood-stance with both of his-fists-up…
Iskurr pointed at Jane’s body-and-cried mad…
“YOU-CAME to ‘feed’ too…!!? Look ‘what’ that b**** Mother-Of-Virgo had ‘done’ – casting a-bloody ‘Spell,’ so that I ‘can’t’ taste the-real meat-of-the Virgin-Soulmate…!!!”
Paul was confused a-brief moment OF ‘WHAT’ the-incubus was ‘implying’ – until he saw its pointed-clawed finger showing ‘at’ sleeping-Jane wearing a white-nightgown with a green-glow in the-dark undergarment…
‘… huh… why is Jane wearing a-neon panties…?”
… little-did Paul ‘know’ that the Roman-Goddess Venus ‘had’ fitted a CHASTITY-BELT Spell ‘every’ night to protect sex-fiend entities like Iskurr from ‘raping’ the Blind-One in-her-sleep…
The incubus-demanded…
“YOU! Remove the-Spell – Or-else, I’ll KILL YOU!!!”
Paul was further-confused at Iskurr’s demands… as he-then firmly-denied with-shouting…
“NO!!!”
“YOU”RE DEAD!!!”
The-raging long-tailed beast pounced at the teenager…
Paul was ‘ready’ for the-incubus in this-Round-2 – his trajectory of his-electricity blasts caught the-entity in-mid-air… Iskurr dropped on the-rugged-carpet – while the-teen ‘punished-it’ by increasing his-supe intensity…
“YOU DIE INSTEAD!!!”
… Paul was shocked when the incubus was ‘resisting’ the-pain as it-struggled to get-on-its feet – the-teen too felt-weak as he was-overloading…
“YOU”RE DEAD!!!”
Iskurr writhed-and-fought back until it came-forward – and grabbed the-boy by-his-head and lifted him from-the-floor… the terrified-Paul thought the incubus was going to-to-snap his-neck… GAME-OVER…
… instead, the cannibalistic-entity wanted TO BITE-OFF his face…
“YOU”RE DEAD!!!”
The petrified-teen saw the sharp-teeth it its-mouth imminent to chomp-off his face… with his eyes-closed, the-helpless Paul let-off his loud game-over LAST-CRY…
… but unconsciously, Paul had tapped into his underutilised superpower that he ‘gained’ in the-current POST-TREETON-realm – which-was the banshee-screams…
The piercing oral sonic-blast made Iskurr’s head vibrate SO-VIOLENTLY – and it shattered its- mouthful of jagged-teeth – before the-incubus’ head-next EXPLODED…
… Paul stopped his-high-pitched shrills – and saw the headless-Iskurr dropping-backwards on the carpeted-floor… before disintegrating into a cloud of-black-smoke…
‘… huh… is it ‘dead…?’
In shin-deep of dark-mist, Paul pondered… as he saw the dark-smoke snaking towards the Queen-sized bed… he chased after it – and looked ‘under’ the-bed… and it was ‘GONE’…
Paul was ‘relieved’ that the danger was ‘over’…
… but…
… little ‘did’ the teen-supe ‘knew’ that the smoke was absorbed by the ‘tiny’ apple-seed that laid-dormant-and-hidden in the-carpet… that the sex-craved dark entity was-indeed ‘NOT’ DEAD…
… and would ‘return’ back in-its future-reign of night terrors…
Paul sat beside the sleeping Jane… who was groaning-in-delirium. The boyfriend pulled-out his handkerchief to-wipe the-incubus’ froth-saliva on her-face – while genteelly-calling her-name…
… Jane opened her blind-eyes… through her-3rd-Eye, she saw a blue-glow – the shivering-Jane sat-up to hug her-boyfriend and griping…
“… Pauly, you ‘came’ – PETER’S BACK… he’s ‘disturbing’ me…”
“… no-worries, dear – I ‘took’ care-of-that…” Paul was beaming ‘after’ defeating-Iskurr…
“… how…?” The sleepy-headed girlfriend-asked…
Before Paul could-gloat ‘about’ his ‘new’ supe-power of his-banshee shrills – A VOICE in the loudspeaker of the Pentateuch interrupted…
“We don’t have ‘much’ time, you lovebirds – Paul, ask her if she ‘wants’ to-come…?”
“WHO is that!!?”
Blind-Jane jumped-out of the-bed when hearing a male-adult-voice – and she-went ‘offensive’ to-attack…
… like she did in the-Hilton bathroom – when the Archangel-Gabriel ‘startled’ her…
Paul held her-hands so that she couldn’t TAKE-A-SHOT at the time-travellers’ orange-glowing portal…
“Hey-No! He’s a-friendly… he’s John See… a time-traveller – Jane, St Michael ‘needs’ us… the Garden-Of-Eden is ‘going’ to-be under-attack…”
“Pauly, can-we ‘trust’ him…!?”
Paul was-speechless ‘after’ the ‘distrust’ of the-Kerubiel’s bad-apple incident of the ‘same’ garden… that made his-girlfriend pregnant…
“… it’s okay, if you don’t want-to come to-the-mission – but I’m ‘going’…”
“… wait… I’m coming-too…”
The blind-girlfriend said… as she was ‘AFRAID’ TO fall-back to-sleep again. Paul-then guided her into the portal’s circular-door, saying…
“… no-worries, dear… he’s with SeeIn…”
Inside, Jane-Wilson and John-See were formally-introduced – Paul sat-her in his-wheelchair and he put-on his googles…
The time-traveller initiated the teleportal-sequence TO-GO to the-final-destination of the- Garden-Of-Eden… and he-then said…
“We have ‘one-more’ passenger…?”
“… huh, who-else…?” Paul muttered…