"Where are we going?"
"To the church. I've made plan for you." he told the bitch beside him.
"I have a question. We are going to Texas, right?"
"Yes."
"What will you do with this child?"
"I'll build her."
"Build her?"
"Tori is weak and yet mine. A nigga couldn't have her the way I do."
"What do you mean?"
"Stupid understands Stupid for it doesn't know how smart it is."
"That's makes no sense."
"Two plus two is four, right?"
"Yes."
"What is a two upside down?"
"A five?"
"Five plus five is ten."
"Yes."
"It's an even number. What is between 1 and five?"
"This is going nowhere." she said.
"It is. What is between 1 and 5?"
"I don't know an odd number?"
"What is Tetra?"
"The tetragrammaton?" Besujia furrowed and looked at Monty from the corner of her eyes. "Are you speaking on Jehovah?"
"Similar. YHWH and JHVH. Just avoid the Es. The Ghytto avoids Ys"
"Did you make something?" Besujia watched Montgomery use the car cigarette lighter. "Growden is making Gods in mockery of Shikki's book. There are only black devils, not saints." he brought the cigarette he had sitting in a cup holder to his lips. "I did make something."
"Why did you summon me?"
"I got you pregnant. You owe me."
"I molested you."
"You admit it."
"I'm sorry."
Montgomery's hand slid back Besujia's back. He went the back of her neck and hurled her head towards the dashboard three times. "You fucking--"
"A hoe should be in a hoe's place." he looked at her. "Don't cry about it, mon chere."
"I'm sorry--"
"STOP TELLING ME THAT MABLE!" he stomped on the breaks. Montgomery threw his hand across her face and balled up her hair in his fist. "TAKE CARE OF HER!"
"Let me rest!" he bore her teeth. A row of sharp crooked tusks. Her eyes bulged out her head. "SILENT BITCH!"
"YOU IGNORANT FUCKING NIGGA!" she swiped her claws across his face, he turned his head so his ear was taken off. The scar stretched from his right cheek to his eye. "ENOUGH!" he shouted at Besujia. "BOW!" the word hit her, she smacked her head against the cup holders.
"Take care of her and many others. You don't rise yo fucking voice at me bitch." Montgomery put the car in gear. "I'll give you a church. I'll give you food and water. Be blessed."
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It would be hours before they reached Texas. Montgomery stopped at a motel, The Horrible Nanny, It was a double square building with one square having a second building on it. The smaller square had a statue of fat woman with a fat chin wearing a large maid's uniform. Beside her was a spotted animal.
"Behave." Montgomery stopped the car and exited. He went into the motel, immediately he picked up the scent of methane. To the side of the entrance an old man propped his feet on the counter.
Montgomery approached the desk. "You need a room?" said the old man. What he saw was a bright light, and he collapsed to the floor. Montgomery went back to the car, "Come in here. Kill anybody sleeping."
"What are you doing you fucking retard."
"Everything I want." he said, looking at her eyes. His own shifted to green, his voice became guttural yet harsh. "Everything you taught."
"I said I was sorry."
"Sorry ain't it... get out."
Besujia knew she was in a bind She was in between, she didn't want to, had to, and wanted to. "I don't have a gun."
"You got teeth." his eyes expanded. She got out the car and followed inside the building. There was a woman behind the desk now. "I need 911 to come to the Horrible Nanny Inn. My name is Alice Baxter--" she cried. "Somebody--Somebody, just shot my daddy." she looked up and a bright light blasted in her eyes. "Excuse me! Ma'am!"
Besujia rounded the desk and picked up the phone. Her voice was falsely sweet, "I'm sorry... my brother is a dick." she looked at Montgomery. "I apologize."
"What is the situation."
"Prank call." Besujia hung up the phone. "I should shoot you."
"Do it. I won't die."
"Clutch..." he spoke and gripped his hand. Besujia's eyes twitched. "I can't breathe..."
"You don't need to. I have your soul." he beckoned her. "Go to the backrooms. I'll look at the guest list."
"I don't feel anything."
"In time... we're finna have a party..."
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Vamps and witches have a similar perspective of what the antichrist is. While Asphy'hod is the personification, the Antichrist is bulit as an Idol. Ashy'hod is a play on a black father especially when vampire dads seem to be thuggin'.
While the father is a snake and probably on Child Support. This story isn't solely about race but it those implement such topic which builds the foundation.
The Antichrist in the original religious text, claims to be God, impersonates Jesus Christ, and convinces followers of God to betray or do deeds of evil.
THINGS THE ANTICHRIST CAN DO.
Legendary
-They are renowned, this means they are known for something good and evil or just one thing.
Limbo
-They are already dead but able to walk. The antichrist will use the same body until it breaks down.
Immortality
-They are NOT forever. The Antichrist relies on pure motivation.
Emotional Vampire
-For them to thrive, they feed off others. Standing behind people and mimicking what they do. They may stalk their 'bodies'. They pretend to be emotional displaying sadness, anger or be in love.
Powers
-They don't have magic. The Antichrist focuses on charms or an object.
*May be psychic
God
-They do not claim to be God, but they are his favorite. God loves them more than any other in the Ghytto (and it disgusts people.)
Sex
-Despite all the evil in the world, they do not love sex. They find it deplorable. They are known for mutilation.
Education
-They are not smart because of a school or parenting. They look and search for information or hear by ear.
Religion
-The Antichrist believes the body is forfeit. The human body is weak and cannot fend for itself. It can be easily taken advantage of.
RIGHTS
-The Antichrist believes in payments. You do not own your body until you are 'married'. Jesus is still a boy, the child of God is lesser. When they need somebody 'perfect in his image' he does not choose him but disowns.