My arm hurt. The scorching sun didn't make it any better. No matter how much time I spent training in those ever so bright burning rays of sunlight, I just couldn't get used to it. Who am I though? I am wondering that at the moment. But right now lets just say that I am the Russia's greatest mercenary. I must have been born with the skill, seeing that my father was a abusive assassin. I am not from Russia. I am from India. Ahhh, India. So majestic. So beautiful. So deadly.
How am I in this situation right now with my arm bleeding? The U.S.S.R.'s general trained me. I thought of him as the father I never had. His name is Alko. No one knows his last name though. I did something wrong towards him. I'll get to that part later though. I am in the desert, knowing I failed Mother Russia. Even after she took me in and turned me into the planet's most wanted killing machine. It all changed when a boy came along. His name is Grimlock. Let me tell you how I meet him.
After walking in the desert for hours (with my arm badly wounded) I saw him. He was tall, handsome, black hair, custom made sunglasses and deadly powers. He always worn the same thing. Black leather jacket, spiked shoulder pads, titanium-plated shoes and long pants that looked so comfy. The first thing I though when he came into my view for the first time was; "American. Death to America." I pulled out my gun and shot at him only to see a black wall of what looked like shadows. My bullet didn't do anything about it though. It just stopped in place. I heard his comforting voice say, "Is that all you got." I knew he wasn't human. That was very unnatural (obviously.) I asked, "What are you?" He replied, "That isn't very nice, I'm... sorta human."
I couldn't take this kind of chance when there is a monster in front of me. I threw a knife at him and said," Begone Satan!" The blade passed through him and there wasn't very much blood. Mostly black fog. Basicly, the black wall he summoned, except for it's shape. "Ouch..." It said. "You know, I still have feelings. I am an emotional being. Plus, I'm not Satan. He's just my next door neighbor." Sarcasm after I tried to kill him? White people just get weirder and weirder by the year. I could go on and on for hours, but let's get to the point.
I simply asked him," Who are you then?" His response," I am Grimlock X. Angel. Call me... Black Eyes. I have come to you because of your potential. You are amazing. The world is in danger and I can't fight off all the evil in the world all by myself. I plan on starting a team of certain individuals with power. Come with me and I will show you the way to forgiveness." I stopped for a moment and said, "Well, I'm 14, how do you know whether you are a child predator?" "Wait, what? I'm not! I am trying to save the world. I have been watching you for a while and decided that-" "HA! SEE! You have been watching me. That's totally child predator." Black Eyes looked puzzled. He said," We are the same age. Have you read the American laws? Please, I'm not here to capture you or anything. I know what you did and I could be in need of your talents. I know that you are wanted for 500 million dollars in America for slaughtering 10,000 American soldiers in one day. I know it was part of the war between Russia and America. I know all of this, mostly because I watch FOX every night."
I was surprised. "Why would you want me to help you? I'm a monster. I killed your own kind." The next words that came out of his amazing lips was something I'd never forget. "I'm not from America. I am a different kind of race. One of a kind. Pure-less. In either afterlives, that means half demon and half angel. My father was Hell-bound and my mother tried to cure him. This was before the world and before life was given to us. But he was still a demon. A few years later, my mother gave birth to me. When God found out that my mother was going in and out of Hell to see my father, he was pissed. He forced my father in a cage for eternity. My mother was punished. Forbidden to never see her child ever. When I came along, I wasn't a part of "God's Major Plan." Most other angels saw me as nothing but a mistake. God saw me as his child though. He had me trained, hoping I would help people one day. That's what I'm doing here. Please, help me."
YOU ARE READING
Hades Elite: Rejects Unite
ActionFuture Wattys Awards book (hopefully). This is my first story. I wanted to make it about action, comedy, horror, romance, drama, religion, Heaven and Hell. Oh, and superheros. The American government decided to be twice the jerk they already are. Th...