Hello, and thank you for reading this story. Before we get to the actual story, here is a little summary. My name is Macbeth Stewart and I was murdered on September 13 1465 by Macduff, a former friend. I am alive in my own little world now, living it up and drinking it down. Four years later, I changed my evil ways and became a carefree child with a free spirit. Soon after that, the word got out that King Duncan (the one I killed) was seeking revenge. Gotta get ready for anything, I'd say...
Here's my story:
As I looked into Macduff's eyes, I knew that it's going to be the end of me. He was not born of a woman so I was automatically cornered. "Please, can we talk this out"? I pleaded as I was struggling in his grasp. With a cold stare, Macduff replied "NOOO!! You killed my wife and my only son. Now, I will do to you what you've done to my backbone". Man! "But I'm sorr…". Before I could finish, my body suddenly got lighter as I started to float upward. As I look down, I saw my lifeless, headless body just lying there. Has that man have no sympathy? He'll get his… one day. I will get the last laugh. I am floating very fast at this point. I can feel the G-forces doubling to 20 now. From there, I blacked out.
I've regained consciousness as I looked up at the sky above me. I am aching all over my body as I get up from the pearly white floor from below. Is this heaven? I see the pearly white gates behind me. I see the sparkles and the forest around me. Has God seen my good side?
I looked as I hear a loud "clickity-clack" coming my way. I know that sound! It's coming closer. Following was a loud "YOOO!". It's Banquo!
"Aye, wasn't 'specting you here" Banquo said.
"I was expecting to go somewhere in the after life, just not… here" I replied. "It's tight here man!"
"I know homes. Just kick back and enjoy life" Banquo said.
So we both partied hard and live happily ever after.
Now lets fast forward 4 years later. I am now 5'8; 21 and living my life to the fullest. I live with my roommate (Steve), my best friend and my wife. Just as I was in my perfect would, something wicked comes my way.
Steve told me that somewhere in heaven, King… well late King Duncan a-lurks. He's after me! Man that meanie! "Well, killing him will be a snap" I said with pride.
"How are you going to defeat him?" Steve asked with strange look on his face.
Waving my finger with a show-offy tone, I said to him "Umm… because I'm Macbeth… Hello?".
Steve then had a "so what" look on his face. Before he can say something, there was a knock on the door.
Knock, knock!! Who can that be? We all jumped and hid behind the corridor wall. Banquo put down his kool-aid and looked at me. "I'm not answering it" I whispered. Just then, my wife sweetly walked herself to the door. With swag in her step, she opened the door and to our horror we heard a loud yell. We all ran to the door and found a card on the mat.
It says: "If you ever want to see your wife again… Love, Duncan"
"Does that mean..?" Banquo said strangely. Cutting him off I tell him "Zip it! That's not what it says."
Think Macbeth, think! Where would he be?
"I heard that he was going to a bar later in the night" Steve said.
"Well then, lets go!" Banquo boasted.
"But, Banquo, we have to be 25 to walk into a bar" Steve said. "Maybe Macbeth can make us older"
I gave him an "hold the phone" look. "Let's go" I said.
Away we go! We arrived that this bar and we spread out. I then saw the back of Duncan's clothes. Hah! Got him! Duncan then turns around and draws his weapon. I draw mine as well. Cling, cling goes our knives. Finally I get my chance to stab the evil man. Like a girl he shrieked. He lived no more. My wife came to thank me and we partied hardy!