AmazonCraft: He who would dare mine

Chapter 1: How the hell is this happening?

There once was a man. Not anything out of the ordinary, in fact, he was only ordinary. He worked a nine to five for 6 years, now 24, he waste his free time learning to cook and repairing his crappy house (which seems to fall apart at every sneeze and fart). His name was the only odd thing about him. He was named Zyssyks O'Neil Ferriday., partially because his mother loved the way it sounded, and partially because his dick of a father thought is sounded funny. His only habits were learning how to do new things and sleeping, which he didn't get enough of because his boring, dumbass sister kept waking him to clean the house or get laid. He honestly hadn't had sex in 4 years, and the frustration was building. It's not that he didn't want sex, but he was a bit old fashioned, believing that there had to be a connection before you had intercourse with anyone.

His last lay was his girlfriend, Jenny Garcia, who he thought he would spend the rest of his life with, his first time was with her those four years ago. Then he found out she was cheating on him with the one man on the planet he couldn't stand, his dad. He told his mom, and got her out of the state for a few weeks, when he went to confront him. The bastard actually admitted to doing it, not caring if his wife had ever seen him or not, saying he banged tons of bitches like his girlfriend whenever he wanted to, and no one would do a damn thing about it. He didn't walk out of the house, he crawled. Zyssyks had broken both of his legs, knocked nearly every tooth out of his jaw, and crushed his testicles into paste, called 911, and told him if he ever saw him again, he would hang him by his large intestine.

Next he went to his girlfriend, and confronted her. At first, she denied it, saying how much she loved him and how she would never betray his trust, and for a second, he wanted to believe her, that it was someone else on that video his friend Emmanuel had shown him. Then that moment was squashed when he remembered the tape, remembered how there was no mistaking her voice, the way she arched her back, the way she begged Him for more. He was back in the present, and before he knew what he was saying, he had broken up with her. He had told her how he had purchased this nice little house in the city, it was a fixer upper, but a house he owned, and how he had gotten an engagement ring, with the biggest diamond he had ever seen from this old lady whose husband had died, and she was too old to remarry and how if it had been any other person she had slept with, he probably could have forgiven her, maybe, but she had slept with HIM! He showed her the ring, in his green trench coat pocket, he was going to propose next week on their 3 year anniversary of being together, and her eyes bulged at the two carat diamond embedded in the 14k gold band. He left soon after that, leaving her crying in his wake, sure she had just made the biggest mistake she could ever make.

He shut down after that, he never heard from the bastard formally known as his father ever again, he moved his mother back into her house, after she divorced Him and took everything. He was currently boarding his sister since she had nowhere to go after she stole from mom to feed her alcohol addiction. He took her in, and hid all the valuables he owned. Kept her on the straight and narrow, she slips sometimes, but she tries, and that's good enough. She's still a bitch though, it's her base personality, he can't change that, and he wouldn't want to. Zyssyks loved his sister, and nothing could change that, especially after what their fa- HE had done to her. HE literally forced the alcohol down her throat to make her easier to-to rape. HE liked them young. And she was just too convenient for the Limp Dicked Fucker to pass up. It took a year after the divorce for her to tell Zyssyks about it, and even then, she was drunk off her ass, because she kept having nightmares about it. He stayed with her that night, and the next day she moved in with him. She still complains about everything, but he know it's cause she doesn't have any other way to be. She was 14 when he started, and 17 when he ended. He wishes he had killed Him, and castrated him as an afterthought.

The pressure was starting to get to him though. He refused to beat off more than once a week. He didn't want blue balls after all, but he felt he wasn't doing it for the feeling, but the practicality of it. All this was beside the point, because this isn't where the story starts. It actually starts at work.

Home Depot (Zyssyks POV )

"Clean up on isle 12"

The intercom rings over the voices of the customers and reaches my ears, time to get to work. I push my mop cart over to isle twelve, paint. I'm gonna need more water, but I don't care now. Just need to get up most of it, before it settles. As I'm running, I catch the eye of a customer, a twitchy fellow, with a look of unstability in his eyes. I stop to ask him if he needs help, and he grabs me, his fingernails digging into the exposed skin of my upper arm.

"You, you will do nicccccely." The stranger hisses, his voice stuck between breaking and not being there. "You ssssee, I need a bit of help, I'm looking for a sssstrapping young man to help me. Are you up to the challenge?"

"Uhhm, suuure" I wouldn't be stepping into any vans with the creepy old man, but as it was my job to help him, and I could get fired not doing so, I suck up my feeling that this guy is bad news, and play along, heck, he just probably needs directions to the bathroom.

"Good, good, you have given consssent. Prepare for the journey, boy, you are in for the ride of your life."

"OK sir, I don't know who you are, but I'm calling security." He was seriously freaking me out. And I could swear his skin was green.

"Oh they called Ger- knokil of the creeper clan mad, sssaid he was off his rocker, but I became the portal, I found the land of heroesss, and I will sssend one to them, our world will be sssaved yet if I have anything to sssay about it. Beware boy, this will hurt."

Was no one going to help me? I look around, and it seems that no one was here, only me and the definitely green old man. "What are you doing? Let go! I try to pull away, but the old guy has the grip of a T-Rex jaw. His green skin starts to bubble, and he speaks one more time.

Remember to tell them boy, that Ger- knokil sssent you. And if you sssee my granddaughter Aisssha-knokil, tell her I love her"

And the old man exploded. His body scattering as a portal opens where he once stood, pulling me towards it, I try to fight the pull, but it is of no use. Soon I am off my feet, and flying through an empty, rainbow colored space.