The Godsend Backfire: The Beginning by Harold Straugh (best e reader for academics TXT) 📗

“It’s been so long, you look so different,” I said.

“Better I hope,” he laughed, showing a slight fanged mouth, “I see Derium has been causing trouble?”

“He seems to like baby blood,” I said, “I fought him off, something I seem to know how to do naturally.”

“Well, if you knew who your father was,” he smiled.

“Well, I’m starting to wonder,” I said being truthful. I always thought it was Jehovah, but the things Derium and Lucifer were saying, I started to think otherwise.

“He still hasn’t told you the truth. In time, I will tell you, but now isn’t the time. I will get rid of Derium for you and in return I need you to do something for me.”

“Anything, you know that,” I said, ignoring his words.

I felt him in my mind, “Someone around here knows about Lilith. She’s buried somewhere around here, ask around for me, she’s my daughter and I miss her so.”

Without a second thought, I nodded my head and watched as Lucifer entered the water and then a couple of seconds later and farther out from where Derium first entered, I saw Lucifer shoot up out of the water with Derium in tow. Lucifer was in winged form, but I noticed his wings looked black instead of white and I could hear Derium screaming, as smoke trail filled the air.  I watched as they disappeared to into Mount Sodom.  I looked back at the crowd who no longer looked at me with praise but concern.

“What seems to be the problem?” I asked.

“You called him Lucifer? The Devil? But he didn’t bring death or destruction,” one of them said.

“You guys thought I was bad and how has that turned out? If you’re going to be judgmental, then maybe I should leave you to the wolves and vampires,” I said and started making my way through the crowd.

“Please don’t, even though it’s against our beliefs, you saved our son and we owe you greatly,” Al Hubarb said, “If you say he is good then he his good,” there was some chatter among the crowd, “I said, if he said, Lucifer is good than Lucifer is good and that is the final word.”

“Then, I need to ask while you are all here, you’ve heard of Lilith correct?” I asked, there was some more chatter amongst the crowd, “Well have you?”

An elderly man spoke up, his face was wrinkle-ridden, but he just as upright as a twenty-year-old man, “I’ve heard rumors she was the first wife of Adam and betrayed Jehovah and for that he buried her, but that was story growing up, so long ago.”

“That story is not all the way true people,” I was about to hit these people with a heavy dose of truth, “Adam and Eve were not the first humans, you are not all brothers and sisters, you are all not related. Jehovah wanted Adam and Eve to love you like you were their brothers and sisters.  Somewhere down the line the wording got lost. Adam and Eve were the first Nephilim, I’m sure you’ve heard the of them, offspring of the fallen angels. At some point in time, Lilith came into play.  She married Adam but tempted Eve.  She showed Eve the same love she showed Adam, she was the “apple” that Eve ate, thus betraying Jehovah. Lilith was the one the paid the price. I know this to be true because I am Nephilim myself.” I said, they done their normal gasp and chatter, it was almost like they were incapable of anything else that night, chattering and gasping, gasping and chattering.

“My ancestors told me there were people before Adam and Eve and I never believed until now,” Mer-Alz-Azkiban said, somewhat coming to my defense, “I know someone who would know more about Lilith than anyone here.”

“Who would that be?” I asked.

“My mom,” she said and raised an eyebrow to me.

“No surprise there,” I said, “I will go to Gomorrah later today and talk to her.”

“She won’t talk to you, but she will me, so I will go with you.”

“If that’s what you want, I don’t care, I need answers and if I don’t get the, Derium and Mylicious won’t stop.”

“I will get them, I need to rest though. I will find you when I wake,” she said.

“I will be working on Al Hubarb’s hut,” I said and looked at her.

“You don’t have to do that,” he said.

“I feel like I need to, it’s my fault it got destroyed,” I said then felt something hit my foot. It was Wretch and he brought me an axe. I just gave him an odd look as he trotted by me and neighed.

The group dispersed, and I went to work chopping down an Ulmus tree. I then took and cut some logs the best I could and then some planks, it was hard to do with an axe, but I believe I had done an okay job.  There weren’t many nails around in the village, so I used a peg design that was shown to me. As I was putting the pegs on, Wretch brought me some potatoes to eat, which I did gracefully.

“Wretch, we are going back to Gomorrah later today, what do you think about that?” I asked him, and he just neighed, “Yeah, me too my friend!”  I had finally repaired the hut later in the day and then Al Hubarb himself said he was going to lay down as did most the village except me.

I ate some more potatoes and then Mer-Alz-Azkiban came up to me, “Shall we go? It’ll be late in the day by the time we get there.” She put on her hijab

“That sounds good, I really need to talk to your mom, see what she knows, see if she will help me. She didn’t take too kindly to me