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Topic: Write for the ACTION and/or ADVENTURE Genre (11/13/14)
- TITLE: First Encounter
By Trace Pezzali
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Alup knew at once he was in dangerous territory; alert to subtle movement from all sides, odd shadows, possible shapes.
“Show yourselves,” he demanded. The words that came from his mouth were not of him.
The water current shifted, as transparency untangled in a visual illusion. Revealed before him was an ambush of giant octopi. Seven propelled forward to surround him, just short of touch.
“Who challenges King Valsery?” The obvious leader, twice the size of the soldiers at his command, addressed Alup. White age spots pocked his skin. Words scraped out of a beak-like jaw. “This is my territory.”
“My name is Alup. I come to bring peace.”
“What do I want with peace?” Valsery was a tyrant in his greed for power; war his most effective tool to forge a dynasty. The Dark Lord had extended Valsery’s years for a price the King was happy to pay.
From out of Alup’s mouth came the Word of God: “We will appear before the judgement seat of Christ. Each one will receive what is due for what he has done in the body, whether good or evil.”
With demonic force, wrath surged through Valsery. He launched at Alup, only to slam against an imperceptible barrier. He tried again, and drew back, scorched.
Alup realised even as he spoke: “He who is in me is far greater than he who is in the world.”
As Valsery seethed his colour pulsed burgundy. The octopus assessed his opponent. The monster’s supernatural power was greater than his own. Physically, Alup’s long body was covered in bright armoured scales so the flesh would not easily be torn. Strategy was required. He would seek the counsel of the vile Angler fish, Sorceress Galien.
With a shrill command Valsery ordered his soldiers to depart. They retreated in a murky veil of ink. Alup now tremored from adrenaline, and praised the Spirit for protecting him. He then noticed an octopus had remained.
“I am Crown Prince Leber. Who is he of whom you speak?”
“It is the Creator, to whom we all shall answer to.”
Silent awhile, the Prince digested this information.
“I struggle under the hate in my father,” he confessed.
“You are not to fear those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather, fear him who can destroy both body and soul in hell. Christ, the Creator’s son, sets you free from evil,” Alup explained.
“There is no freedom from evil. It will consume me as surely as it has my father. I am already in hell.” Reflected in his restless writhing limbs, Leber’s angst was evident.
Compelled, Alup waved one fan-like pectoral fin over the internal pouch genetically inherit in the males of his species. He withdrew an emerald which illuminated the ocean with green shards of refracted light.
“This is not to worship, but is a gift of goodness from the Spirit of the Creator. Your soul battles corruption. You have sought freedom from it. My friend, no-one who believes in Christ will stay in darkness.”
As Leber stared at Alup, his red bulbous head and many arms took on the colour of the precious stone. Slowly he extended an arm to take the gift. Wordless, he backed away from Alup, shot upwards of the trench wall and soon disappeared.
Amazed at the calmness he had experienced during this confrontation, Alup praised the Heavenly Father, and in quiet conversation with the Holy Spirit ascertained where his journey would take him next.
(Scripture included in Alup’s dialogue: 2 Cor 5:10; 1 John 4:4; Matt 10:28; John 12:46)
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