My Lying Past - Zarall Allit - darmowy ebook

As God did to Mary, The Great Evil, enveloped himself into the main heroine's father's loins creating her. For a while it seems that she has to go on many journeys trying to find the meaning to her existence, only to find out it's all a lie. But will she finally reach the truth or will The Great Evil snuff out her lights?

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Zarall Allit

My Lying Past

Prequel to the Great Evil series

DEDICATED FIRST AND FORMOST TO MY LOVING HUSBAND Charles Jackola. Second, to Paul Thompson who did his best to get me an identity. To Annabelle, my stuffed Black Labrador, who even though she is a stuff animal has brought great joy to me and my husband and has kept us together. To Stephen King, in the hopes that when he sees this he’ll email me at [email protected], so we can discuss how best for him to write my horrifying life discussed within this book. I would like to thank Epiphany Library of Manhattan, NY where my mind became in labor with this story. I would like to thank my family in Georgia for being by my side through tough times long distance style. Last, to my other stuff animals mainly, Spot who has always helped me to hit the right Target.BookRix GmbH & Co. KG80331 Munich

Prequel: Truth Comes to Light

It's February, 7, 1989, when a young woman is walking down the street  heading back to her home. The night was dark and very cold. She lives in the middle of woods that is located fifteen miles outside Oymyakon, Russia. She hears someone calling her name, so she looks up and notices an attractive young man standing in front of her. The odd thing about him was that he was standing in the sky. He's radiating with warmth so hot that it makes the sun feel like Pluto. He is wearing a long black robe trimmed with flames. He swishes it around himself to make it look as though he is on fire as he glides towards her. She steps back when he lands in front of her.

“Who are you?” She asks him. The man twists making the robe transform into a red and black blazer, with a red shirt, and a black tie covered in flames. “Sarah, I am Lucifer. I am here to ask for a favor.” Sarah starts to worry that she is losing her mind. “I’m sorry, but, God would not want me to help you.” Lucifer scoffs, “He doesn’t want anything to do with you.” Poor Sarah wasn’t the brightest person you would ever meet. She didn’t realize that the Devil was lying to her.

“I am a devoted and faithful Christian. Why would God not care about me?” She asks him. “Simple, you are marked by me.” “What do you mean marked?” Sarah is starting to get so scared that she is literally pissing her panties.

“I knew you would say that which is why I took the liberty of finding you a husband. He's a bastard named Scott Elitus." Sarah scratches her head puzzled. "Why is he a bastard?" I raped his mother who was already married. I just hope that he is over the disobedient age of demon hood. I’m afraid he still refuses to trick people.”

After he says that a Harley Davidson comes barreling down the road so fast that it looks like the motorcycle is on fire. As it gets closer you can hear a Selena Gomez soundtrack coming out of the radio. The man gets off of the bike and walks towards Lucifer. He is wearing a red t-shirt with a leather jacket and leather pants. He has on sunglasses so dark that you can’t even tell if he's looking at you. “Son, why are you wearing sunglasses at night?” “They make me feel cool.” “Take them off.” Lucifer exclaims getting very angry. Ironically, just like Hades in Disney's Hercules, his hair sets on fire. “Who is this fine woman?” Scott asks noticing Sarah as he complies.

“Scott, this is Sarah. She is going to be your wife.” Scott looks at Sarah again, but this time with more respect. “Dad, what have I told you about hooking me up with chicks?” “I am Lucifer therefore I can do whatever I want, whenever I want. I figured you of all people would realize that when I disobeyed your grandfather.”

“That’s not what God says.” Scott says causing Sarah to snicker. She looks at Scott as if she just witnessed the rebel within him. “How dare you say that filthy name around me! You know how I feel about my father banishing me! Jeez, for God’s sake!” Scott and Sarah breaks out laughing angering Lucifer even more.

Calming down Lucifer says, “Son, you don’t remember her, but Sarah is the girl that I brought to your home in the earth dimension and forced you to have sex with. Now she is pregnant with your child, a son.”

“So it was you who got me pregnant!” Sarah punches Scott playfully. “Look, it wasn’t my fault my father made me. He has the power of controlling people’s bodies.” “Fine,” Sarah says winking at him. “I want the two of you to raise your kid in Sarah's log cabin home.” Lucifer says missing the wink.

“Son, I want you to ruin that kid’s life. She is to be born only to be your slave. Do anything you want to her, but make it absolutely evil.” Lucifer believes that his son will listen to him, so without another word, he leaves in a cloud of black dust leaving his vessel lifeless.

Scott calls the cops. “911, what’s your emergency?” The dispatch asks him. He says to them, “Yes, my girlfriend and I were walking down the road when we came across a dead man.” “Sir, can you please describe what the victim is wearing?” “He’s wearing a red shirt with a smoky Grey blazer, a tie with flames on it, and a black pair of dress pants with red polished shoes.”

“Where is the deceased located?” She asks him. “The body is on the corner of Swivel Street and Oymyakon District Road.” “Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to stay near the victim until the authorities can arrive. They should be there any minute.”

“I’m sorry but, I can’t stay. I will be late for a business dinner.” She pauses for a minute while typing something. “May I have your number that way if we find out anything else we can contact you.” “Yes, mam. I understand. My phone number is Four-Nine-Five, Three-Six-Four, Nine-Five-Two-Two.” He looks at Sarah and winks. She tilts her head quizzically like a confused dog. “Yes, mam. Thank, you.” He hangs up the phone and hops on his bike.

Sarah doesn’t get on at first until he turns to her and says, “You can stay here if you want but you will have to explain to the cops why you happen to be near a dead body and I’m not there.” She realizes that he's right and on the Harley. They ride off towards the city that his father was talking about. Which was only two miles away from where they were but Scott made too many turns and got lost.

“Why is your dad always set on world domination?” Sarah asks Scott over the roar of the engine. His two helmets had built in headset with a microphone, that way whoever was riding with him can have a conversation with him, without having to yell. “He’s still pissed at God for banishing him to Hell.” Scott tells her.

Sarah squeezes his stomach and says, “I’m hungry.” “Well, I saw a sign back there that said there is a diner, with gas, five miles ahead. I couldn’t get the name of it though, because, I’m going way too fast.” They travel a few more miles down the road. When ‘Hey, Jude’ by the Beatles comes on the radio they finally pull into the diner next to a gas pump. When they get off of the bike they see the name of the diner and laugh. On the sign for the diner it says, ‘Devil’s Boy’. They enter the diner as a man goes to Scott’s bike to give it gas. “Table for two,” Scott tells a waitress, who had popped out of nowhere. When they got to the booth and sat down Scott looks around and laughs at what he sees. He shows Sarah what’s funny and she laughs too. The diner is a quaint little place with a counter that you can sit at, like the ones in the sixties. It has pictures of the Devil and a little boy with horns posing in different ones.  “I wonder who snatched my family album.” Scott says.

She looks at him and then at the boy in all of the pictures. “That is you?” She asks him. He nods his head in acknowledgment with a smirk upon his face. They sit there for a while before Sarah gives their order to the waitress. “Scott, any idea what your dad will do to us when he finds out that we have lied to him?” “I have no idea. However, it can’t be good,” he tells her. “I know that he can’t kill me. I’m the only heir to his throne. Not that I want it.”

“I was thinking,” he tells her. “I have a friend in Beaverton, Oregon. He’ll let us stay there for a night or two. If you would like to go.” She looks at him with love and says, “Are you silly? Of course I would love to!” "I'll be back. I have to use the men's room." He tells Sarah as he gets up from their booth and heads to the bathroom.

When he gets back to their booth Sarah asks, "Don't we have to worry about the American authorities. I'm not an American citizen." “Actually, we don’t have to worry about the authorities.” He passes her a copy of her new birth certificate, passport, and social security card. It says Sarah Zernike. His still says Scott Elitus but, it recognizes him as an American citizen. “How did you know that I wanted to be an American?” Sarah asks Scott. “Well, who doesn’t want to be an American? I mean, come on, you have so many freedoms.” As they get up to leave Scott finds the waitress to give her the tip. He knew without a doubt that bus boys stole tips from waitresses all the time. In fact, a bus boy went to the table of a family who had just left and puts the dishes in his bucket while pocketing the tip. When Sarah get outside she puts on her helmet. It takes her a few minutes before she realizes that Scott isn't behind her. She turns towards the Diner's doors and notices that Scott was walking out the door.

“What took so long, sweetie?” She asks him as he reaches the Harley. “I had to give the waitress her tip. The bus boy was eyeing it like it was the only money he’s ever saw.” He throws her the keys. “You can drive.” “Are you sure?”

“Yup,” he replies. He hops onto the bitch seat and they ride off into the sunset. They ride for a few hours until Scott sees a sign that says Russian National Airport. He taps onto Sarah's Shoulder and points to the sign. She nods her head acknowledging that she understood and turns the bike onto the off ramp towards the airport. When they get to the airport its past midnight and the building is closed for an hour. “Just ride around back.” Sarah rides the Harley through the security gate and notices the guard asleep. She drives around a large hangar and her jaw drops as she sees the largest cargo plane known to man. The cargo plane was so fat that it makes humpback whales look like poodles. It was colored in pink, blue, and white stripes. “Why is it so big?”

“You will see.” As they get off of the bike a man comes running out of the butt of the plane. “Scott, you’re back!” He runs to Scott and gives him a brotherly hug. The man notices Sarah for the first time. “Wow, who’s the foxy lady?” “James, I would like you to meet Sarah Zernike. Hunny, this is my brother, James.”

“Please to meet you, sir.” Sarah says shaking James hand. “Please, Sir, was my father’s name.” “So, where are we heading, bro?” “America.” James helps Scott load his Harley onto the plane. Sarah walks up the Cargo Bay’s door and takes a seat about to buckle in. Then she jumps in surprise when she accidentally hits a button that makes a TV pop out of the wall.

Scott heads to the cockpit while James goes to the bathroom. When he gets back he sits beside Sarah and smiles. “So, I actually heard a lot about you.” She looks at him questionably. “You have?” “Yes.” “I didn’t even know about Scott until he saved me from the Devil. How could you have heard about me?” “Before Lucifer lied to you about Scott putting a child in you, he stalked you both were twelve.” “Wow, talk about young love.” James laughs. Of course Sarah always knew that she wasn’t pregnant. Lucifer’s spell worked so well, that she felt as though there was a baby inside of her, but now that Lucifer was gone the feeling was, too. In its place was the feeling of sadness and wonder. They discussed Scott’s secret love affair in his mind with Sarah for a little bit till James says that he should head to the cockpit to help Scott. As he gets up Sarah tugs on his arm. He turns around and she asks, “Can I ask you a personal question?”

“Go ahead,” he replies. “How can you tell if someone is a demon?" After she asks James looks at her with confusion wondering how much he should tell her, and, how much he should allow Scott to tell her. She sees the conflicting thoughts running through his head and adds, "I want to be ready just in case.” He sighs and sits down beside her. “Well, the first sign is a few things. They can range from black smoke, electricity flickering, the smell of rotten eggs, or even sulfur. However, when you see someone in front of you and notice that instead of normal eyes their eyes are very black, you turn around and walk away.” “Thanks.” “You’re Welcome.” He gets up to leave, but as he does, he turns around and says to her, “Just stick with Scott and you will be safe. He was the best at what we used to do.”

“What did the two of you used to do?” James slaps his forehead muttering, 'I shouldn't have said that,' under his breath. He sighs and sits back down. “Even though I’ve said too much, I guess I can tell you this. We used to be Hunters. People who searched for ghouls, ghosts, monsters, and demons to kill or get rid of.”

“Oh.” Sarah’s eyes open like she is seeing James for the first time but in a new way. Then, she remembers that Scott is a demon. “Wait, how can demons hunt and kill other demons?” “Well, some demons are born into it and have a choice of whether they want to be bad or good. When bad people die and go to hell their evil stays with them and they become bad demons. Scott is the only demon who was born into it, who has chosen to be good.”

“James! I need you in here!” Scott yells from the cockpit. James gets back up and heads back to Scott When he gets to the cockpit he opens the door and steps inside. The look on Scott's face was a look he never saw before and it scared the bejeezus out of him. He shuts the cockpit door and sits in the co-pilot's seat buckling himself in. “Yes?” He asks Scott. “I need you to take the wheel. I have to debrief Sarah on my life since you had the nerve of telling her! She didn’t need to know all of that bad stuff! I wanted her to live a normal life!”

“Sorry, bro, but she asked.” “You know what happens to the ladies that I start to care for, after they find out what I used to do

, my father hunts them down and kills them.” James looks apologetically at Scott and says, “Sorry, it won’t happen again.” Scott unbuckles his seatbelt and walks out of the cockpit. He shuts the door and walks towards Sarah. When he reaches Sarah, he sits next to her. She leans her head on his shoulder and asks, “What about yours and James parents?”

“My stepfather and real mom were killed by Lucifer so the cops took me to the only person on my parents emergency contact list, which happened to be James’ dad, Jesse. That’s how we met. It turns out that Jesse and my step-father both were hunters and was in search of my little brother, Lucifer’s other son.”

“Did they find him?” She asks him. “Yes, they found and killed him. However, they didn’t know that it would cost my parents and James' mom’s life. That is why James and I became hunters.” Scott starts to cry. Sarah puts a hand on his shoulders. Seeing that there’s more, she asks, “What happened when they were killed?” Drying his eyes, Scott finishes, “Well, both of their wives were pregnant at the time. In fact, James and I were the babies. The real reason why we are brothers is because we were born in the different hospitals but at the exact same minute of the same time.”

“Wow!” She exclaims. “So, two years later, Lucifer kills my and Jame's parents except his father. He also brands a star on James back. To this day, we still haven’t figured out why.” He gets up and says, “Now enough of that let’s go get some sleep. We are about to be there.” He takes Sarah by the hand to the back of the plane where his Harley is and raps three times on the wall. A door slides open to reveal a master suite bedroom.