Bullets of a demon, chapter 1
"BILLIE JOE!!!!!!!!" Mike screamed. Billie had done the most unexpected thing anyone could ever think of. Dispite his fear of guns... Billie was currently holding a smg up to Tre's head. "BILLIE!!!! STOP RIGHT NOW!!!!! OR I'LL------"
Mike was cut off when Billie wipped Tre with the gun and pointed it dead on at Mike.
"My names Trigondan one-nine-triple six, and you better shut your goddamn mouth , of you'll be going to the place I came from HELL."
Billie had the most demonic look on his face. His eyes were red, pupils as thin as paper cuts. His eyes were wide open, viens buldging inbetween them. His cainine teeth looked as sharp as razers. No way was Mike, or anyone else in that bombed church going to fuck with him.
*story stops*
Ok, I'll fill you in here. This is like the last part of the story, so lets rewind, to May 6th, 2006. one month before the so called apocalipse. kk?
*5.6.6 May 6 2006*
Tre's P.O.V
"Hey Mike!" I yelled down the street. Alot of children were looking at me strange. Wonder why? anyway, I ran down East 12th street to Mike, and He also looked at me. It was kinda like a look of disgust. Soo.. I asked him "Mike, I've been getting that look from alot of people today.
Whats up with that?" He looked at me. then My boxers.
"Tre.. either you REALLY need to use the washroom, or you watched or thought of porn this morning. "
I gave him a smirk, then raised my eye brows. Then, I looked down.
"OHHHHH!!!!!!! so thats why!! I feelin a little drift down there.. MIKE? or crap.. where'd he goooo!!" I looked around to see a group of punk girls staring at me, then they realized who it was and kept on walking. I could have sworn they said something like "Oh. Here goes Tre again." or "Frank should smartin the hell up!" Oh yeah. I wasn't wearing a shirt either. I should get to Billie's house, see what the kiddo's and that shmexy wife is doin... he he.. probably Billie..! And I skipped along the sidewalk to Billie Joe Armstrongs house, letting the wind brush my shoulders...
End of Tre's P.O.V
Adie's P.O.V
Billie wasn't doing so good. He acts all paranoid, and he hasn't had a panic attack since last year. Well, I guess thats good. But this was not. The way Billie suddenly went from Happy-go-lucky, to everyone's out to get him.And many were saying that exactly one month from this day, 6/6/6, was the apocalipse. Maybe.. no, no. this cant be a sign.. anyway. I guess I should check on him. I walked up to our room, and found Bille lighting candles. And.. on the floor, there was an upside-down star inside a circle, like what they use in a summoning, drawn in chalk. Oh God...no.. I looked at Billie, and he looked up at me. Then, he placed the tip of the candle on the chalk line.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!" I screached.
end of Aide's P.O.V
Billie Joe's P.O.V
this is it I thought, as I lit the ritual star. My demon twin Trigondan 19666 is coming. He has awaited this time for many decades. And now, he shall be ready to start the apocalipse.
I placed my self in the center of the star, and looked up at the ceiling. No. It wasn't a ceiling anymore. It was a.. a portal to the demon plain. Then I saw HIM. My identical twin. My demonic alter ego. The harbinger of death and distruction. ME.
I greeted him with a smile, and moved into the fire of the star, awaiting the arrival of my best friend. Trigondan 19666 AKA "Hao." The deamon landed, all too quietly. And looked at me.
"Welcome, my brother," He said to me. He.. he looked more happy then usual. His eye colour? Blood red. Pupils as thin as paper cuts. His eyes were wide open,blood shot, but hatred was all too clear in his look. Viens buldging in-between his eyes. A grin too wide, and insissor teeth like a lions.
"Welcome back. Are you ready to begin?" I looked at him, trying to mimic his expression, only failing. He chuckled aand said with a deep voice. "Yes" I put my hand on his, and began the process of him becoming ME. Him entering my soul. Becoming part of me. He dissapeared, and I could feel him in my soul. So much disire to get what I wanted. I was no longer Billie Joe Armstrong. I was now Hao. The harbinger of Death and distruction. The commander of the soon to come Apocalipse.
Mike was cut off when Billie wipped Tre with the gun and pointed it dead on at Mike.
"My names Trigondan one-nine-triple six, and you better shut your goddamn mouth , of you'll be going to the place I came from HELL."
Billie had the most demonic look on his face. His eyes were red, pupils as thin as paper cuts. His eyes were wide open, viens buldging inbetween them. His cainine teeth looked as sharp as razers. No way was Mike, or anyone else in that bombed church going to fuck with him.
*story stops*
Ok, I'll fill you in here. This is like the last part of the story, so lets rewind, to May 6th, 2006. one month before the so called apocalipse. kk?
*5.6.6 May 6 2006*
Tre's P.O.V
"Hey Mike!" I yelled down the street. Alot of children were looking at me strange. Wonder why? anyway, I ran down East 12th street to Mike, and He also looked at me. It was kinda like a look of disgust. Soo.. I asked him "Mike, I've been getting that look from alot of people today.
Whats up with that?" He looked at me. then My boxers.
"Tre.. either you REALLY need to use the washroom, or you watched or thought of porn this morning. "
I gave him a smirk, then raised my eye brows. Then, I looked down.
"OHHHHH!!!!!!! so thats why!! I feelin a little drift down there.. MIKE? or crap.. where'd he goooo!!" I looked around to see a group of punk girls staring at me, then they realized who it was and kept on walking. I could have sworn they said something like "Oh. Here goes Tre again." or "Frank should smartin the hell up!" Oh yeah. I wasn't wearing a shirt either. I should get to Billie's house, see what the kiddo's and that shmexy wife is doin... he he.. probably Billie..! And I skipped along the sidewalk to Billie Joe Armstrongs house, letting the wind brush my shoulders...
End of Tre's P.O.V
Adie's P.O.V
Billie wasn't doing so good. He acts all paranoid, and he hasn't had a panic attack since last year. Well, I guess thats good. But this was not. The way Billie suddenly went from Happy-go-lucky, to everyone's out to get him.And many were saying that exactly one month from this day, 6/6/6, was the apocalipse. Maybe.. no, no. this cant be a sign.. anyway. I guess I should check on him. I walked up to our room, and found Bille lighting candles. And.. on the floor, there was an upside-down star inside a circle, like what they use in a summoning, drawn in chalk. Oh God...no.. I looked at Billie, and he looked up at me. Then, he placed the tip of the candle on the chalk line.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!" I screached.
end of Aide's P.O.V
Billie Joe's P.O.V
this is it I thought, as I lit the ritual star. My demon twin Trigondan 19666 is coming. He has awaited this time for many decades. And now, he shall be ready to start the apocalipse.
I placed my self in the center of the star, and looked up at the ceiling. No. It wasn't a ceiling anymore. It was a.. a portal to the demon plain. Then I saw HIM. My identical twin. My demonic alter ego. The harbinger of death and distruction. ME.
I greeted him with a smile, and moved into the fire of the star, awaiting the arrival of my best friend. Trigondan 19666 AKA "Hao." The deamon landed, all too quietly. And looked at me.
"Welcome, my brother," He said to me. He.. he looked more happy then usual. His eye colour? Blood red. Pupils as thin as paper cuts. His eyes were wide open,blood shot, but hatred was all too clear in his look. Viens buldging in-between his eyes. A grin too wide, and insissor teeth like a lions.
"Welcome back. Are you ready to begin?" I looked at him, trying to mimic his expression, only failing. He chuckled aand said with a deep voice. "Yes" I put my hand on his, and began the process of him becoming ME. Him entering my soul. Becoming part of me. He dissapeared, and I could feel him in my soul. So much disire to get what I wanted. I was no longer Billie Joe Armstrong. I was now Hao. The harbinger of Death and distruction. The commander of the soon to come Apocalipse.
