Blood Reign
Byron Shelly lay dying in a pool of his own blood.Had he tried to protect the child? Perhaps he did,he wasn't sure.His brain wasn't working all that well at the moment,his memories were a jumbled mess.Impending death did that to a person.
He knew he was dying,because there before him in a tunnel of white light were his dead parents,recently murdered wife.They were beckoning for him to come with them,it was his time,and what he did earned him his eternal reward.
Another figure approached through the light,he appeared to be an Egyptian Pharaoh,but that was impossible. Byron sure as hell didn't know any Pharaohs.
"I am Lord Khonshu,I offer you a deal Byron Shelly.Do you want to live?"
"Y..yes I do,there's still more I wish to do"
"Good,if you vow to be my agent on earth,you will live.Do you so vow?"
"Yes,I'll do what ever you wish of me."
"Byron you don't know what your saying,please come with us." His dead wife pleaded.
"Be gone!!" Khonshu yelled as he waved his hand.The specters of Bryon's family vanished.
" Byron Shelly you just have to say my name and you will awaken,wounded,but alive.I will appear to you the next full-moon to task you with your duties as my agent."
"Kungfu you said right?"
"Khonshu!!! Say it now or die,time is short."
"Khonshu."
The Egyptian smiled."Till the next full-moon,Byron Shelly."
Byron awoke in the back of an ambulance,he wasn't sure what the hell just happened.All he remembered was he was on a trip to the Natural history museum,with his students.
"Lay back Mr.Shelly you've been shot,we're taking you to St.Mary's.You were touch and go for awhile there.Good to see you awake."A paramedic said.
It was all coming back to Byron,three gunmen burst into the museum looking for hostages,apparently they just robbed the bank across town,and the cops were in close pursuit.
One of the gunmen grabbed a student of Byron's,he tried to intercede,he took several bullets for his trouble.
A few nights later during the full-moon,Khonshu true to his word appeared to Byron.He explained how he was a Tyrant of Chaos,and how Byron was to be his agent on earth.It would be his job it was to spread chaos and disorder throughout the world.Also to fight against the Lords of Order,their agents,and the agents of Balance.The objective was to bring about what the Norsemen called Ragnorok, a 1000 year reign of chaos,darkness and evil.Then he hit Byron with the catch to his resurrection.To remain alive he must kill one person during the full-moon,otherwise he would die.
Wanting to live above all else Byron reluctantly agreed to do as Khonshu asked.That night he made his first kill under Khonshu's watchfull eye.The victim? The very child Byron fought to save from the gunmen at the museum.Khonshu loved the irony of it all.Feeling generous he gave Byron heightened senses,and the ability to heal from all wounds,then he was gone.Byron never taught again.
Several nights latter Bryon began his career as an agent of chaos.Taking his cue from The Crime Syndicate of Amerika,he went out and got himself a costume and codename.Byron settled on the name Bloodmoon,and an all black outfit except for the blood red crescent moon on his chest.
"That was five years ago,don't know why I'm telling you this.Guess I had to tell someone sooner or later,you drew the short straw. As you might have noticed it's a full-moon tonight,so you know what that means."
Bloodmoon picked up his captive,untied her,but didn't remove her gag.
"Go ahead run,I'll give you a head start.Get away you live.I catch you...well you know what happens.Now run!!"
The girl hadn't made it to the end of the alley before a quarrel from Bloodmoon's crossbow pierced the back of her neck,she crumpled to the ground in a heap.
Bloodmoon turned away and disappeared into the shadows,his God was appeased once again.Somewhere Khonshu chuckled.
Byron Shelly lay dying in a pool of his own blood.Had he tried to protect the child? Perhaps he did,he wasn't sure.His brain wasn't working all that well at the moment,his memories were a jumbled mess.Impending death did that to a person.
He knew he was dying,because there before him in a tunnel of white light were his dead parents,recently murdered wife.They were beckoning for him to come with them,it was his time,and what he did earned him his eternal reward.
Another figure approached through the light,he appeared to be an Egyptian Pharaoh,but that was impossible. Byron sure as hell didn't know any Pharaohs.
"I am Lord Khonshu,I offer you a deal Byron Shelly.Do you want to live?"
"Y..yes I do,there's still more I wish to do"
"Good,if you vow to be my agent on earth,you will live.Do you so vow?"
"Yes,I'll do what ever you wish of me."
"Byron you don't know what your saying,please come with us." His dead wife pleaded.
"Be gone!!" Khonshu yelled as he waved his hand.The specters of Bryon's family vanished.
" Byron Shelly you just have to say my name and you will awaken,wounded,but alive.I will appear to you the next full-moon to task you with your duties as my agent."
"Kungfu you said right?"
"Khonshu!!! Say it now or die,time is short."
"Khonshu."
The Egyptian smiled."Till the next full-moon,Byron Shelly."
Byron awoke in the back of an ambulance,he wasn't sure what the hell just happened.All he remembered was he was on a trip to the Natural history museum,with his students.
"Lay back Mr.Shelly you've been shot,we're taking you to St.Mary's.You were touch and go for awhile there.Good to see you awake."A paramedic said.
It was all coming back to Byron,three gunmen burst into the museum looking for hostages,apparently they just robbed the bank across town,and the cops were in close pursuit.
One of the gunmen grabbed a student of Byron's,he tried to intercede,he took several bullets for his trouble.
A few nights later during the full-moon,Khonshu true to his word appeared to Byron.He explained how he was a Tyrant of Chaos,and how Byron was to be his agent on earth.It would be his job it was to spread chaos and disorder throughout the world.Also to fight against the Lords of Order,their agents,and the agents of Balance.The objective was to bring about what the Norsemen called Ragnorok, a 1000 year reign of chaos,darkness and evil.Then he hit Byron with the catch to his resurrection.To remain alive he must kill one person during the full-moon,otherwise he would die.
Wanting to live above all else Byron reluctantly agreed to do as Khonshu asked.That night he made his first kill under Khonshu's watchfull eye.The victim? The very child Byron fought to save from the gunmen at the museum.Khonshu loved the irony of it all.Feeling generous he gave Byron heightened senses,and the ability to heal from all wounds,then he was gone.Byron never taught again.
Several nights latter Bryon began his career as an agent of chaos.Taking his cue from The Crime Syndicate of Amerika,he went out and got himself a costume and codename.Byron settled on the name Bloodmoon,and an all black outfit except for the blood red crescent moon on his chest.
"That was five years ago,don't know why I'm telling you this.Guess I had to tell someone sooner or later,you drew the short straw. As you might have noticed it's a full-moon tonight,so you know what that means."
Bloodmoon picked up his captive,untied her,but didn't remove her gag.
"Go ahead run,I'll give you a head start.Get away you live.I catch you...well you know what happens.Now run!!"
The girl hadn't made it to the end of the alley before a quarrel from Bloodmoon's crossbow pierced the back of her neck,she crumpled to the ground in a heap.
Bloodmoon turned away and disappeared into the shadows,his God was appeased once again.Somewhere Khonshu chuckled.