Holy Bullets

Chapter 1: Young August

New York;
August 21st 1801, 9:00 pm. It was raining hard and it's dark. In the humble house of young couples, Jonathan and Mary Christopher, a baby boy was born. They named the boy, August. The cried too hard, unlike any other child. They're blessed with a healthy child, however, there is something behind the child's birth.
This is the story of August Christopher and his holly bullets.

August is now ten years old. Her mother would read him the bibble every before he goes to sleep.

"Mother, angels were real, aren't they?" he ask his mother.
"They'll always be real my son. Only they wont show their faces anymore"
. "that's sad" he replied,
but why?
"August, people were created by God in his image and naturally good, however people somehow managed to make this world a place for evil." his father said.
"But remember this my son, the light will always prevail, so dont be afraid. Angels will always be with you though you cant see them." Mary told her in a low voice.

She smiled though she knows that the boy don't understand what she said.

"You sleep now, we'll be up early tomorrow.

The next morning Jonathan, a teacher and a former soldier, gone to work. Jonathan went to school library and seen that a book was in the floor. It was a history book, gazing at the book, he felt no interest in reading it. Jonathan opened the book just out of curiousity, and directly opened to the page that talks about New Amsterdam.

It talks about British-American war. Jonathan noticed a weird difference in the writings. The story writen in some books focuses only on the war and envasion America has gone through. Perhaps this book talks about something different. Jonathan feel uneasy about what he's reading.

"This has gone too far." he whispered to himself.

Three headed demon imerge from the ground and slaughter every living creatures. Land were flooded with blood and creeps were rejoicing, chanting as they celebrate the victory against the light. People followed and worshiped it. They drew a star like symbol in there forehead using their own blood..
Those were the last lines he read.

"Holy heaven, is this even property of the library." He mumbled to himself.

He came to check and found out that the book dont exist in any library records. Jonathan decided to take the book and to throw it later before he go home. Jonathan, feel so uneasy. As he walk through the hall way of the school, he felt like theres something following him.

"Oh..I must be imagining things, he claimed. It's still too early for such things, it must be just the book I saw".

Jonathan knew that what is writen in the book were all real. People try to deny things that are not normal. The last line he read, made him think, about people fear the unnatural or people are the ones who made it unnatural.
Jonathan took the book with him, not realizing that would change his life.

In the other hand, Mary and august in on there way home from. They went out of town. People in the market were panicing.

"Another dead body found" a man shouted.
This is the 7th body found, the same issue and probably the same murderer. The man cuntinue talking about demons and the crowd are mumbling about the previous incedence and what would probably will happen next. Mary was so curious of the story she heard about consecutive murder. She came to see what's goin on while holding August in her hand. She tuck herself in the crowd and was shocked with what she saw.

"Holy Heaven.,it isn't human." She said.

The body was dried out, like something sucked all the water in the victims body. She grabed August and rush in through the crowd. She was furious, she was really worried not because of the fear that they might encounter the murderer, but because of what August told her. She remember exactly the words he told her.

"Mother, I dreamnt of an angel with dark wings saying they're coming to take the paradise."

She realized that what her son saw in his dream is not an angel but rather, a demon.

To be continue...