Woozah, sigh. Alright if there's any good thing that ever happened in my life, it was only when I was a kid. My story is not short like the first chapter, we still have a long way to go, I mean it took the bible sixty six books to explain God, why should mine be any different, so in short this is my bible " thou shalt meditate in it day in and out"... just kidding, the only thing you'll be meditating on is the amount of F words in a sentence.
You might be wondering why I haven't sworn yet, well being a God ain't easy, you have to lay example for some assholes... oops sorry woozah, so I'm on sabbatical, to be honest it's a big pain in the ass... ass isn't a swear is it. Sigh, woozah.
So lets continue from where we stopped last time.
"Play"
"Dad, what's wrong with grandpa?" I asked my dad who was sitting beside mom, opposite me in our limo.
"Nothing, your grandpa will be ok" He answered. Earlier, when we were having fun in the park, dad was called and was asked to come home immediately, because of grandpa. Grandpa has been sick for about a month now, and according to what dad said, it hasn't been getting better, but I'm sure he will be OK.
We arrived at our villa and dad told mom to take me to bed because it was already late, but I insisted on seeing grandpa, so we all went together.
At grandpa's villa, there was a huge crowd at the entrance. When we arrived they all made a path for us and at the end of the path was a bed, sure that's grandpa. I ran to meet him and hold his cold and wrinkled hand
"Hi grandpa " I said with a smile,
"Hey, cough, little hamster, cough, how has been your birthday " He asked with a passionate smile even his shaking voice and whooping cough, didn't overshadow it.
"It's been really fun. We went to the cinema, we also went to the park, I had a lot of ice cream that made me go to the toilet four times, even the toilet was fun. But it would be more fun if you had come along" I said with great enthusiasm.
"Yeah, but not the toilet part" He said, and I laughed. I heard sniffing behind me, and when I looked back, my mom is crying. She held my hand and pulled me away gently from grandpa, and my dad walked towards him, he kneeled beside his bed and held his hand.
"Hey dad, I told him to stay home, but he insisted on coming" dad said with tears rolling down his cheeks.
" come on boy, don't cry, you know everyone is watching, you're the helmsman now" grandpa said also with teary eyes and a wry smile.
"No dad, no one can replace you" dad said, squeezing grandpa's hand.
Grandpa chuckled and said, " Wow you really don't want me to leave, don't you think the soul reaper has been patient enough " He said, then laughed with tears on his face.
Grandpa is a really remarkable person, apart from being smart and charismatic, he is known as the greatest helmsman of the Mctaylors, so every body liked him and no one wanted him to leave, especially dad.
"I love you dad. I want you to stay, to be beside me when I become the helmsman " dad said bitter smile
"Gaahh, first of all, you are already the helmsman, and second, this is inevitable, I leave it to you but not with regrets, I'm going to a far better place where your mom and the other helmsmen before me are. So when you come, come without regrets also and make sure to hand it over to our little hamster. And don't forget this, I'll always be in your heart" grandpa said with his hand on dad's chest. His action made dad to burst into more tears. He then continued,
"So I'm telling you this, take this family to where it belongs, the top." He looked at the ceiling, smiled and said, "Inspiration sure comes when your time is up" He stared blank at the ceiling, his smile froze and his eyes lost its lustre. Dad cried out loud and buried his face on grandpa's chest.
From where i was standing, I felt something ominous, a strange feeling that something had left grandpa.
"Grandpa?" I called, and walked towards him. My mom tried to draw me back, but I yank my hand away from hers.
Staring at grandpa's body, all I could see was gentle but ominous smile on his face, and his lifeless eyes, I wanted to touch him but the nurses moves his bed away, and everywhere went into commotion as everybody began crying, even the staffs were crying. I stood at the same spot, as I savored the sadness in my heart, it was like a crater, like a part of me had been taken away. I've never felt like this before so it was strange, all I could do was let my tears fall. I was still very young, yet I understood clearly what death is, at some point it felt unreal. So this is how it feels, sorrow, its not pleasant, it's...strange.
Right at that Same position I was standing, mommy's warn and comforting hand wrapped me, and she drew me to her embrace. I felt relaxed and the crater in my heart was filled by her embrace, all the sadness I felt started to erase and everything started to move slowly and quietly.
* * *
Far north In an icy landscape, the temperature was unforgiving below zero, the sky as dark as space, while the ground was teaming with blizzards. This is certainly no place for a man to be, but there seemed to be someone there.
A man, sitting on the crazy cold ground like a monk, not even the blizzard made him shiver.
You would expect him to be fully armed with thick cardigans, but all he had on was a trousers, probably made from animal skin, but the rest of his body was bare.
The sound of helicopters could be heard from a distance, and about seven of them landed, and several armed mercenaries with military outfits matched out from it.
They surrounded the man and pointed their guns at him, but the man didn't even open his eyes to see.
"Is that him?" One of the mercenaries asked, but even though he was yelling, his voice could barely be heard through the blizzard.
"Isn't it obvious" another one answered and walked towards the man.
"Hey geezer" the mercenary said, poking the mans head with the gun muzzle.
Sigh
The man sighed and finally opened his eyes, he was as calm as a lions cub, and there was no trace of fear in his face, despite being surrounded by dozens of armed men.
The man raised his eyes up to look at the mercenary, and the first thing that caught the mercenary's attention was the mans silver eyes that looked like it was carved out of diamond. Furthermore, his long beard that made him look like a viking and some diminished tattoo like markings, running from his wrist to the rest of his body was terrifying, from a distance, the tattoos couldn't be seen but the mercenary could only see it because he was close enough.
The most fascinating thing was his eyes, the mercenary couldn't stop staring at it, it was beautiful, yet it was terrifying there was something ominous about the eyes that instilled fear in the mercenary.To be precise, this is the leader of the rest of the mercenaries and he is also what is left of the cold War, he didn't just lead a few dozen mercenaries, but he led thousands of soldiers to the battlefield during the cold war, so it was very unlikely forvhim to be scared, but this scenario, was a big slap to his entire career.
Just staring at the man made him afraid, but that wasn't all, the noise of the blizzard suddenly subsided, but the blizzard wasn't reducing, every thing around him started to move slowly, and his heart was racing really fast, he tried taking his eyes away from the mans, but he couldn't, he could not even move a muscle. The more he started at the mans eyes, the more scared he became. He used every ounce of power in him to try and break free from whatever spell this man is using, but he couldn't.
The interesting thing about all this is that to the observers, it only lasted about seven seconds, but the captain felt like he was in a bondage for days.
"Hey old man, you dare look at our captain in the eyes, you must have a death wish. That explains why you are basking in a blizzard" one of the mercenaries said arrogantly, and the ones who heard him laughed, they didn't realise that their leader was literally sweating in a blizzard.
The man finally took his eyes away from the leader and the he fell flat with his back on the ground, this startled everyone.
Panting like a dog, the leader was finally able to move, he crawled with his back away from the man and said "w...what the f**k are y..." before he could finish talking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly stopped breathing he died of heart attack.
Everyone was silent for a second or two but when the man stood up, they all snapped back to reality, they first moved back and then cocked their guns.
"What the f**k did he do to the captain"
"What the f**k is going on"
"Shoot the sonofabitch"
Some where scared and were only swearing loudly, but when one of them ordered them to shoot, they all focused their guns on one man and sprayed their bullets. It was funny though, because they were more than twenty of them shooting one man, how on earth could he survive it.
Meanwhile, there was a man who was just coming down from the helicopter, he was wearing a thick cardigan, gloves, head warmer, and a scarf round his neck, in short full kit to battle the blizzard.
As soon as he heard the multiple gunshots, he exclaimed "s**t!!" He then ran to where it came from and yelled.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Stop, what the f**k are you guys doing, I didn't hire you for this s**t" even though his voice was louder than the gun shots, they didn't listen, but when they all stopped to reload, what they saw planted horror in their souls.
All the bullets they had shot was floating on the air, around the man.
When the man who just came from the helicopter saw this, he immediately removed his scarf and head warmer revealing his face, he then said to the man" Wait, its me, Kennedy please calm down," He raised his arms up in submission.
He saw the bullets moving, he then shut his eyes tightly, and when he opened it, all the mercenaries were all dead on the floor.
Kennedy sighed and dropped his hands
"Great, it took more than all I had to find you, now you killed the mercenaries it took three million to hire, classic you. But baskingin a blizzard, that's a whole new level." Kennedy said.
" Why did you bring people with toys to hunt me down?" The old man asked Kennedy
"They weren't for you, I'm here for something else, thanks to you, I won't be able to do it again" Kennedy said.
"Why are you looking for me? " The man asks.
" Well I just received a news, he is dead, Jonathan Mctaylor is dead" Kennedy said