The Heaven Of Hell: Chapter 1

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 Chapter 1:How I Died And Was Sent To Hell

When I was alive, I admit that I was not the kindest person, but if you were in my shoes, you would probably agree that what I did was necessary for survival. My name is Tom Jr, short for Thomas. I am 13 years old. My family is always getting into trouble with whatever government is in power. My family is related to all the famous criminals, like Blackbeard, Napoleon, and the pharaohs of Egypt. My father, Tom Sr, was a mild criminal, but never failed a raid. My mother, Margaret, distracted the guards wherever my father was going to rob. The last time I saw them, my mother was telling me she and my father were going out on a raid and would be returning shortly after 2:00 am. When I awoke, I picked up the newspaper and saw that on the front page, two criminals (the page did not say who they were) were caught heisting a Wells Fargo bank. I knew it was my parents. The cop who had caught my parents is named George Wilson. I never saw any newspaper that read, on the front page: "Two "unknown" Criminals Escape from Prison". I decided to leave my house to avenge my parents, not knowing that I was going to die.

There was a parade at the town square for George Wilson. Everyone in the town was there. My mother and father had taught me how to use a nice variety of weapons, such as miniature hand grenades, throwing knives, grapple hooks, and m9's. I had grabbed all the equipment that my mother and father had taught me to use, along with one additional tool: Morgul. My father invented it, and named it after a castle in the Lord of The Rings, his favorite book while he was a kid. He insisted on reading it to me every night, and when we finished it, he would read it to me again. The Morgul is a sniper rifle that has a 1,000,000x scope with a rapid-fire setting, and when the Morgul is not on the rapid-fire setting, whenever it fires, a built in speaker inside of the Morgul screams out, in my father's voice, "For Sauron!" My father said that it is only to be used in an emergency situation, and this occurrence seemed like an appropriate time to use it.

I hid in a store tarp next to the balcony where George Wilson was standing. He gave a speech about how he was saddened by my parents' desire to swipe money from others for themselves. (Well, he obviously didn't think of the robbery from my point of view.) I pondered whether there was too much security to cause a failed objective. I decided that there was not enough security to protect George Wilson and stop me from getting away.

The commander of the police squad started to walk up to the balcony, addressing that he was about to promote George Wilson to a police captain. I knew that I would be able to assassinate George before he was promoted. I cocked my m9 in the perfect position, and was about to squeeze the trigger when a eagle landed behind me. I sort of lost my focus, and examined the bird. I knew I could still look at this creature and assassinate George Wilson. The bird looked so majestic, it reminded me of the Great Eagles from the Lord of The Rings that lived in the Misty Mountains. I laid down my m9 to further observe the bird of prey, and accidentally rested my index finger on the trigger. Crack! The bullet shot from my gun and barely missed hitting the police chief on the foot. He jumped up, astonished, and before I could duck for cover, the police chief saw me, and yelled out.

"In the tarp! Fire at will!" I leapt back as bullets rained down on my hiding place. Chaos rained below as the authorities were trying to direct the mass of frightened citizens. I put away my measly pistol and took out the Morgul, put it in regular mode, and fired once. "For Mordor!" It shouted as I rest the sniper into rapid-fire mode and leapt out of the clearing. I took down 1,2,3 more policemen. I felt like laughing out loud. Then I saw George Wilson. his eyes were in disbelief at the thought of a child causing this much catastrophy. (News to you idiot, but my parents are criminals.) I set the Morgul back into regular mode, and was about to shoot George Wilson, when I felt a sharp pain in my lower arm. A noob policeman had shot me in the arm. I knew I was going to die, because I had been shot in a pressure point. I wanted to do one last thing while I was still alive, so I clamped onto the trigger one last time, and the last thing I heard was a shout of "For Sauron!", as the bullet slammed into George Wilson's heart.