JEHOVAH AND HADES
BY: RANDALL J. MORRIS
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are a product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright © 2011 by Randall J. Morris
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in critical articles or book reviews.
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in critical articles or book reviews.
CHAPTER THREE (PARTIAL)
Hades felt outmatched. There were 12 attack robots surrounding the room that powered on and started moving towards the brothers when Jehovah powered on the lights. “You better shut most of those off soon; I doubt this knife is gonna do much here.” “You scared Hades?” Jehovah asked, not looking up from the computer but allowing a grin to spread across his face. “I need a while and talking to me is distracting. Go smash some stuff like you said you wanted to.” Hades again scanned the room for anything he had missed before. He realized that his salvation was lying on the floor not far from Jehovah: his axe.
Hades’ axe was one of a kind. For his tenth birthday, his father had tracked down the bearded axe of Erik the Red which was used in his conquest of Greenland and then by Leif Erikson in his voyages to North America. Jacob had experts confirm its authenticity discreetly using the Icelandic sagas and other records before attending the auction. He then spent a small fortune to acquire the axe. It would have cost him even more if anyone bidding had known that the axe was a famous piece of Viking history. It was another two years before Hades could fully lift and use the axe in combat, but he had practiced with it every day since then. It was the one weapon Hades refused to let Jehovah modify in any way.
Hades tucked the machete into his belt and picked up his axe. An axe this perfect needed both hands for perfect utilization. Hades could think of only one effective strategy for this situation. He was going to find the weakest attack robot, take it down, and then use its carcass as a shield to protect Jehovah long enough for him to shut the others down.
So that's all you get. Let me know what you think and I will keep everyone posted on the progress of the book and when I finally release it.