Majestic Hero's

Chapter One| A life changing decision

The moonlit area of Illinois Shone like a Red gem under the crescent Crimson moon in the night. The Clocks were striking Midnight, in a Rhythm like the pattern of a song. DING DONG. DING DONG. 

"Man I'm beat!" as an exhausted Baxter was making his way out of a party. The area was as silent as a graveyard, but the Party was at it's peak. The Cold wind was brushing against his ear as it was trying to tell him to give in to the coldness. "Holy crap, it's freezing out here!" as Baxter nuzzled his chin into his scarf searching for the perfect warm spot. "I should probably get home now," as Baxter went into his Range Lover, foot on pedal, turned on the engine and trying not to doze off, he was ready to leave.

 As he was driving through his neighbourhood Coxington, he couldn't help but notice that not a single soul was awake, as in Coxington, the city was dubbed "The Gem of parties". Not even the lights were turned on in any house. "This is weird" as Baxter thought to himself. "Oh well, probably my imagination." He Suddenly stopped when he he pulled into his driveway, that there was a shadow near his apartment recycling area, with the aura of a purple foggy mist. Now, Baxter wasn't the type of Person to normally give in to creepy illuminous figures especially in the middle of the night. Infact, that was the last thing you'd expect from a guy like him who is Weird. Baxter was the type of person to do crazy things with a twist one time, but the next, he was a perfectly Civilized American Student who Achieved Perfect Grades and was Normal.

 But however, the urge to give in was too tempting and eventually gave into the temptation. "what kind of filthy livestock is here?" said the creeped out Baxter. "If this is a prank Damian, it's not funny!". Out of nowhere, the mist cleared and a Old hag appeared. "Baxter Lenderson..." .    "Who said that?!"  There was a Moment of silence.

 "Baxter Joshua Lenderson, you take everything for granted. When Your mother died, and you spat on her grave, muttering the words "If you couldn't be a real mother, then p*ss off and enjoy eternity in hell." Said the Old Hag. "But-" "And when your Best friend Dante died, you felt No remorse at all when you looked at the murder scene."  "I know..." Said Baxter while Trying to look Puppy eyed. (If I get this c*nt to leave, I'll go on and enjoy my night,  in my underwear and drinking pints of Rye Beer.) 

"Are you willing to change your ways and start  as a new identity?"  Said the Old Hag.  "NO WAY!" "Why would I do something like that and get people to be nice to me? This entire country- NO THIS  WORLD are all my toys for me to abuse to my enjoyment and r*pe! meanwhile they can SUFFER at the hands at their God- ME!" "This world is scum and with me around, I can make these foolish beings enjoy their life at the hands of their God- ME.  While they are suffering, I can be relaxing in the heavens, watching down as these monkeys work for me." Screamed Baxter with a sadistic look. 

𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘 (𝗕𝗮𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘅)

"BAXTER JOSHUA LENDERSON!" "You are sentenced to an alternative reality and the only way to make it out is not through massacre, but making true companions and no betrayals and find the ultimate reason to live!" Shouted the Old Hag as a white aura fog was casted around the Pair.

"WAIT WHAT THE-"

Baxter was summoned to a new world....