AZAZEL OF HELL pt I
By Okiang Lista Luhung
1.1 Welcome to the free show
“who dares you call my name primitively?”, he said.
“I won’t introduce myself to worthless fat pig”, he replied while drank slowly his vodka.
“Do you know with whom you talk ha !?”.
“Ok..ok...don’t shoot (threw away his black jack and hands up quickly), please, I still have youg daughter, please don’t hurt me” said the Police with all of tremble.
“What the..?”, The police wonder why his shot was invulnerable at him. Doooorrr...!!!!, The man’s revolver vomited a bullet stabbed The Police’s right thigh.
“Aaaarghhh..”, Shouted the Police that directly collapse with froze on to his thigh.
“You can not take the king on your first turn, the silence of the night is my soul”, said The man with sharp eye stared down The Police’s face.
“You?...”, said the Police with low intonation.
“Yeah, it is me, and I will give you an exclusive ticket to the hell”.
“Why you did that to me ?, What is my fault ?”, said the Police.
“You used your freedom as malfeasance and maintained law at one’s own discretion, I knew you in collaboration with Don quixote for dealing drugs business. I will very proud if killed a scum of society like you”, said The man.
“Please, I admitted my fault, please forgive me, I will give you money at any amount, please”, said The Police that more and more palefaced.
1.2 World...this was my live
“um...I am still okay ?, (he mused), ..am I dead ?”. He was not injuried and the stone that he threw away before now bound in his hand. The mysterious voice came again arround him,
“Only hesistancy that can kill you, no one weapons can hurt you”, The sound of mysterious voice reverberated.
“Who are you ?!..what do you want from me ?!”, Jason shouted.
“Crap, what the heck was going on ?!,”. Then he picked the stone from his back pocket, “may be this stone save my life”, he said with tensely.