Hey guys, I'm back. Sorry it took so long XD I'm extremely indecisive about story writing, so I had a little blockade. But now I have an idea for further writing. NOTICE! I have no main concept to this story, so I just randomly write stuff up, and post it until it some when ends. I'm such a looser XD
Chapter 2: Redemption
It felt like it took forever. He was floating through white nothingness, at least he knew he was floating, but he only realized it since what he'd recall to be 10 minutes... or was it an hour? A day?
''Am I dead?'' he whispered to himself. Why am I whispering? There's nobody there who could hear me anyways…
''Oh if you only knew how wrong you are about that.''
John winced at the sound of the echoing voice. He looked around in panic ''Who said that?'' Suddenly, the space around him began to glow unbearable white, forcing him to close his eyes to a crack.
Out of thin air, not sure if where he was even existed air, a strange shape came into his view. The still blurry shape started to become more human, walking up to him. John now regained his full eyesight again, recognizing this man in front of him again.
''So we meet again, Mr. Marston.'' John was somewhat shocked, yet he wasn't all too surprised, seeing THAT guy here. Of all places, of all people, it had to be that guy.
He wore a Stove pipe and a black jacket, his mouth was covered by a common mustache. He looked human, yet something was awkwardly off about him, as if he was something else, disguised as a human.
''I thought I damned you to hell'' John shouted, now suddenly unable to move, as if invisible restraints were locked on his entire body
''Oh John, do I have to repeat myself? Manny have damned me. But Hell certainly is not the place I'm from.'' He looked at him somewhat sympathetic, yet John knew he must've been planning something gruesome
''Well, what the heck do you want from me? I'm dead now anyways, at least... I do believe so.''
The stranger chuckled, holding back a laugh at John's unawareness. ''And no, you most certainly aren't dead. Yes your earthly body has been shattered, but your soul ...'' he poked john's chest with his index finger ''… is still in best condition.''
Marston's expression grew more baffled, not knowing what he was talking about. '' Then is this purgatory? Or what am I doing in this g- … in this forsaken shit hole?''
''Cutting right to the chase, are we?'' He smiled with an smug expression ''Well, as you remember, Mr. Edgar Ross promised you redemption, if you kill your former gang's other leaders. He promised you to free your family as well. Which was actually the first reason why you killed them, but anyhow, he didn't keep his promise, and that's why he will burn in hell for what he made you do.''
He blinked, a bit awe struck, he tried to ask ''Uh ... and what do you want from me now?''
''I will grant you what Mr. Ross couldn't manage to give you.''
John lifted an eyebrow
''Redemption, Mr. Marston. I can't bring you back to the place where you were born, grew up, and died horribly, but I can bring you back to life in a place where violence and murder is a highly foreign subject. A place where you can think about all the things you did in your past life, a place of harmony and peace. Somewhere that you could call, how you earthlings would call it ''Eden''. ''
''Let me get this straight, you can't bring me back to my wife and son, yet you bring me to a place that is absolutely foreign to me, and expect me to just accept fate?'' John didn't like it, he didn't like any bit of it.
''John I wish I could do else, but you don't have a choice, unless you wish to stand in front of the last judgment, where you can try explain why you killed so many people. Or you could go to Equestria, and try to right at least half of all your wrongs you committed in your past life. Until you die of old age that is. I offer you a second chance, to continue life, and undo what you have done, so you have a chance to walk through heavens gates.''
He didn't like the sound of it, yet the stranger had a very good offer. He never thought about what would come after his death. He only always cared about today, but didn't really think that he could really go to hell for all the things he did. So Hell DOES exist. He thought.
''Wait, how did you call that place? E- what? ''
''Equestria.''
''Fine, I'll go, but can I keep my stuff?''
''Don't worry, you will keep everything on your journy, but the horse.''
''What? How am I supposed to travel long distances? I don't even know if they have a train!'' He glared angrily at the mysterious mustached man, who had now a rather quiet amused look on his face.
John suddenly felt his limbs released from the invisible restraints that held him back. He felt his body speeding up going into a direction, but couldn't tell where since everyplace seemed just completely blank ''What the-'' His vision began to blurr out forcibly, as he became extremely sleepy.
The final sentence he heard, coming from the man before he became unconscious was:
''Where you will go, you won't need a horse. Trust me about it ..''
YES, still no ponies, BUT I PROMISE next chapter there will be ponies, lots of them. I had some romance in mind for later chapters, maybe even clopfiction, lol. But name me your ideas, people, let me know if I should put something different in future chapters, until then, see ya later, gators!
