Run-In With a Crazy Zealot

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It was definitely becoming more dangerous for Cody to try and walk in his own hometown do to the intimidating soldiers that are now patrolling the streets. These men looked intimidating, for they had black ops armor and had M4 assault rifles as weapons. They were also wearing white helmets and black masks over their faces.

It was almost like the town had been turned into a total dictatorship under Belmont. A majority of the population didn't mind because they actually believe the crazy speculation about poor Cody.

The nice town of Pine Grove has been turned into a place similar to Jonestown, or probably even worse than Johnstown. How long would it be before Seymour Tiberius Belmont would make his own followers "drink the Kool-Aid" of his own? First thing's first. Boulder and his biker buddies needed to find all the people who still care about Cody and do not think he is the Beast from the sea. For now, it looked like that Boulder and his crew were in the clear from Belmont and his crazy followers. Boulder and his gang were looking around to find people who opposed Belmont and his religious posse, but so far, they didn't find anyone in particular.

As many of the people who were now Belmont and Adam's followers looked at the biker crew with disdain and distrust. It was like they were looking at a group of Satanists or blasphemers. They just stared at Boulder and his friends until they were out of their views.

A couple of the fanatics even made fake coughs while saying things like: "Sinners!" or "Blasphemers!" or even "Satanist pieces of shit", or anything similar to those words. Alas; these insults had no effect on these badass bikers because they are used to petty insults and name-calling. Words cannot hurt these guys one bit because they know that not everyone in the world will like them.

Then a sudden thought came to Boulder. If there was people that he can count on, it would be Ed and Beatrice. Yes, they were Cody's grandparents after all, and they did love him very much.

Luckily, Boulder knew where the farm was, and got on their motorcycles while blaring metal music as their engines were revving up. When the got to the farm, it looked the same as before. The animals were going about their business and Ed was sitting on his porch while reading the Bible. He was happy to see another member of his own family. "Well, i'll be damned." said Ed. "If it isn't old Boulder." he then gave a small chuckle. "Beatrice, can you come on out here, dear?"

"Coming honey!" said Beatrice with a rolling pin in her hand. She gasped to see the gang, and smiled as Boulder went up to hug her in his arms.

"It's good to see you guys again." said Boulder

"We can both say the same for you." said Ed. "What brings you all here, sonny?"

"Well..." Boulder let out a frown. "we have a very big problem. And we have some explaining to do."

Both the grandparents frowned.

"You see, Seymour Belmont is after Cody's blood." Boulder.

"And he has gathered much of the townspeople to follow him." said Buffalo.

Ed and Beatrice let out a gasp. "How can that fanatic lunatic ever want Cody's blood?" asked Ed. "This is an outrage!"

Boulder was silent on this, and then he gently got one arm over Beatrice' shoulders. "It's best if you come with us to tell you what is going on." he said as he escorted them into their house. He gently sat the grandparents down, and their dog was happy to see the biker gang and sat next to Ed. "Now, Mr. Belmont thinks that your grandson is the Antichrist." he began explaining to the seniors.

Both the grandparents began laughing and guffawing at the idea. "Cody as Satan's spawn?" said Beatrice. "That is completely preposterous."

"Yeah. The day Cody would be the Antichrist is the day the Earth suddenly zoomed into the son like a ping pong ball." Ed added.

"Look, this might sound crazy, but that's what Mr. Belmont thinks." said Boulder. "Didn't you see him gather the people in the town?"

"Well, we never bother to associate ourselves with that old codger," Ed rolled his eyes. "We want nothing to do with a man that forces the will of God on other people."

"We can respect that." said Buffalo. "No one likes a Bible thumper."

"But the point is, he convinced most of the townspeople that Cody is the Antichrist." Boulder continued explaining some more. "if we don't stop him, he and his crazy posse are going to kill Cody."

If there was one thing that the grandparents did not want at all, it would be their own grandson dying a horrific death by some fucking nutty zealot who thinks he knows the way of the world. "What even posessed that fanatic that our own grandson is the Antichrist?"

Boulder and his gang were silent and looked at one another. Sure, Hell was supposed to be kept a secret from humans in the living world, but they are Cody's grandparents, and... yet again... they are true christians.

Cody's life is on the line from Belmont right now should he chose to come back to Earth again. And these senior citizens are very good people to trust with.

"OK, don't freak out or anything," said Boulder before clasping his hands together and closing his eyes while taking a deep breath inside. "So here is how it all is, and Cody is not turned evil by all that is going on with him right now."

"Yes?" Said Beatrice.

Slowly and delicately, the leader of the biker gang explained to the grandparents about what is exactly going on in his nephew's life. As crazy as it sounded to them, both Ed and Beatrice were a little unnerved by this since they were taught to never be associated with Hell and shun all kinds of demons from the land of eternal damnation.

"So Loona is actually... a demon?" Asked Beatrice

"Yes." Said Boulder flatly. "A hellhound to be exact. But she is not evil... well, she might have a bad attitude at times, but she is not evil. She saved Cody from the fire out of her need to do the right thing. And now Belmont has got everyone to think that Cody is the Antichrist because of it, and an Angel named Adam."

"Adam?" Asked Ed. "The very first man?"

"No. this is a different Adam. He is the leader of a group of angels called the Exorcists, who take joy in killing demons in Hell to keep the population under control. And they are evil, sadistic monsters."

"a sadistic angel?" Asked Beatrice. "That cannot be right."

"It's true." Said Buffalo. "Heaven is all that dandy and serene as how the Bible describes it. What you are reading about Hell and Heaven is mostly propaganda to make people repent."

"So guys, I want you to understand that Cody is in good hands with Loona, and he has come a long way."

"I have to admit." Said Ed. "I am rather surprised to see what is going on."

"And you don't think Cody is a fallen angel after what he has been through?"

"Of course not." said Ed. "I am more baffled that Heaven is not as perfect as we believed it was."

"I know, I know, it's fucked up." Boulder remarked. "But it's the truth. So we need your help in finding more people who hate Belmont as much as we do and they can help us against that crazy, pious chickenshit."

Suddenly, a knock on the door was heard and Ed went to answer it. To his shock, it was Mr Belmont and his closest followers and Adam. "Ah, Edward." Said the preacher. "Just the man I have wanted to see."

"What are you doing here you crazy peckerwood?" Ed sneered at Belmont

"Just thought I can persuade you to help out with the cause against the Antichrist."

"We will never join such an evil and fanatical cult that is as bad or almost worse as Jim Jones!" Said Beatrice

"How dare you!" Belmont said. "That grandson of yours is the evil spawn of Lucifer and he is nothing but a mastermind of pure-" before he could finish, he felt his face punched by Boulder, making him fall to the ground.

"No one talks about my nephew like that!" Said Boulder.

"You would all defend the Antichrist?" Said Belmont. "Have you no sanity?"

"If anyone has lost his sanity, it's you." Said Ed. "I always knew you were a mental case from planet Crazy-Tron, but this? This has to be the most insane thing you are trying to pull off."

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