The Goliath Chronicles Season 2: ABADDON MEROVINGIAN

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This entry takes place in the same universe as the original Goliath short story. A group of friends successfully preform a seance, but only one of them benefits from the act.

Submitted: October 15, 2018

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Submitted: October 15, 2018

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Goliath Chronicles Season 2: Abaddon Merovingian

A Short Story

Written By:

Gene Robert Pridgen II

Yonkers, New York

30 Years Before the Merovingian Address

The completion of a séance only leaves one survivor. A young African American teenager breaks the circle and begins to walk around the bodies of his four friends. His breathing becomes heavy as he stares at their lifeless expressions. They look ironically at peace but their torso’s are slumped over, as if they spent the whole night drinking and pasted out from excessively indulging. The teenager focuses specifically on a Hispanic girl, who appears to be slightly older then he is, and quickly wipes a tear from the right side of his face. He looks down at his brand new suede puma’s, then back up at her again. The girls caramel skin and highly glossed pink lips amplified his adrenaline, despite being the features of a corpse. He begins to creep towards her in shame until an inhuman groan, coming from the center of the circle the group had formed, causes him to stop abruptly. The teenager doesn’t move for what felt to him like several minutes, as he tried to determine if he was going mad. He turns towards the center of the circle and literally soils his pants in shock from seeing an enormous black figure standing over him. The entity had to be at least 9 feet tall as far as he could tell and it seemed to be in the process of transforming further. Remembering the rules of the séance, the teenager swiftly returns to his position in the circle, turns away from the shadow, and covers his eyes with his hands. Another groan is heard and the teen calls out to what that thing is behind him in fear.

“ALL POWERFUL AND ALL KNOWING SPIRIT!!!!!! I HAVE’NT THE WORDS TO FULLY DESCRIBE HOW THANKFUL I AM FOR YOU HONORING ME WITH YOUR PRESENCE!!!!! PLEASE PARTAKE IN THIS HUMBLE SACRAFICE LAID BEFORE YOU AS DEMONSTRATION OF MY GRATITUDE!!!!!!!!!!!!”

There’s a slight pause then the teen hears a voice behind him respond.

“……… This is quite the buffet, I’m impressed some one of your size and demeanor is capable of executing such an act.”

The teen hears what sounds like a wild animal tearing into flesh. This is followed by extremely loud and obnoxious crunching noises. The voice continues soon after.

“What’s your name child?”

The teen responds.

“Abaddon Rumsen.”

The voice responds.

“ Abaddon eh? Hmm….. I like it, its suits you. Well Abaddon, do you know who I Am?”

Abaddon responds.

“The book I used to organize this ritual referred to you as Uncle Eddie.”

The voice responds.

“Did it now? The last time I appeared in this world was in Japan, during the Warring States Period. This ritual is nearly identical to one used by those sorcerers all those years ago.”

The voice laughs before continuing.

“The arrogant fools actually thought they could force me to destroy a rival village. Instead I devoured their own soldiers and gave pleasure to their wives……. And their children.”

Abaddon responds.

“Yes I’m aware ---“

The voice interrupts Abaddon.

“Come to think of it, and of course keeping in mind that beings such as I have no specific nationality or race, the book you used had to have been completely in Japanese. That means you’re fluent in the langue. Am I correct in this assumption?”

Abaddon responds.

“Yes you are correct in your assumption Uncle…. Do you mind if I call you Uncle Eddie? ”

The voice responds.

“ Its acceptable for now.”

Abaddon responds.

“ Splendid, well Uncle Eddie you are correct in your assumption. I do read and speak Japanese fluently. I’m also aware of what you did the last time you were called upon. The violence you committed was so vicious its been past down from generation to generation threw ghost stories and cautionary tales told to children. The point of the stories are to warn the young of the dangers of the occult.”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“These are clearly tales you’ve chosen to ignore.”

Abaddon responds in a smug voice.

“Clearly.”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“So I must ask you then, what’s stopping me from decapitating you and drinking your blood right now?”

Abaddon could feel the presence of someone sneaking up behind him. He quickly reveals a wooden statue of a Buddhist Monk with the head of an ogre and sealed with a Japanese talisman from his jacket pocket. Holding this statue in the air, Abaddon bondly responds.

“Because I HAVE THIS !!!!! AND AS LONG AS I DO, YOU MUST OBEY ME !!!!!!!! ESPECIALLY IF YOU FINISHED CONSUMING THE REST OF MY ASSHOLE FRIENDS !!!!!!!! WHICH I KNOW YOU DID !!!!!!!!!!”

There’s a long silence. Even with the statue held securely in his hand, Abaddon feels a bead of sweat run down his neck. Soon after he feels the presence move away from him and Uncle Eddie responds.

“…….. I must say…… I’m immensely impressed.”

Abaddon takes a deep breath before responding.

“ See what those sorcerers got wrong in the previous summon was the number of sacrifices. They used 3 when they should have used at least five, each sacrifice representing an aspect of your power. The only thing left to complete the ritual is my confession.”

Uncle Eddie sighs before responding.

“Fine, go on.”

Abaddon responds.

“ … Alright………. Here go’s……. sorry I’m having hard time putting my words together”

Abaddon pulls a sheet of paper from his other jacket pocket using his free hand before continuing.

“… From this point forward I’ll be reading from this paper.”

Abaddon clears his throat before continuing.

“All my life, I’ve been a drifter. I’ve been the “Nice Guy” the “Pushover” floating thru life with out direction or definiteness of purpose. This is happening despite my alleged superior intelligence. I’m good at many things but a master of none. I’ve convinced myself that doing good for others would somehow earn me their trust and loyalty. These ventures have all failed and have taken away a lot more then it has given me. I avoid conflict at all costs, and do everything to make sure everyone is satisfied but me. I rarely stand up for myself and allow people to take advantage of me if it means they’ll be my friend. I’ve completely forsaken my man hood avoiding all forms of sports and psychical activity in place of obsessively reading romance novels, comics and watching soap opera’s. I wasted so much time in limbo not knowing what to do with myself. Because of my lack of direction in life, people who have chosen their path have used me to accomplish their goals and make their dreams a reality. I have almost no male friends opting instead to seek the approval of girls and women. I’ve often thought of men as destructive, power hungry, sex driven oppressors who try their best to keep women down. Despite this mindset my efforts to appeal to the female gender have failed completely, they always choose their male oppressors over me. Girls will always say their looking for a guy like me but will always have sex, get pregnant and start families with those monsters. I don’t get it !? All the romance novels and soaps I’ve experienced usually make sure the girl ends up with the good guy. The guy who works hard to gain respect and affection. The guy who does everything to please her. The guy who puts her first, always. The guy who stops pursuing his destiny to make sure she’s happy. These are the guys who are “suppose” to get the girl!!! Even when the “GOOD GUY” does everything he can to earn a woman’s love SHE ALWAYS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! --”

Abaddon has to stop himself from crying before continuing.

“Excuse me……, because I’ve ignored my masculinity, its found other ways to come out. I’ve started to masturbate daily, usually multiple times in the same evening. I’ve started to get into some really vile pornography, you know the kind that you have to special order from smut shops using a fake name. I’ve started to capture and torture animals. I’ve started using my intellect to play disturbing and sometimes deadly tricks on any and everyone I viewed as the cause of my current situation.”

Abaddon rolls his neck and flexes his shoulders before continuing.

“Honestly though, if you forced me to tell you the actually root cause of my suffering, it would have to be my mother. She would present herself as kind soul that would do anything to protect me from the evil of this world but she was more accurately a vengeful and selfish woman who got played. The man who played her was my father. You see he understood what it really took to seduce a woman, those traits were, and still are, being confident, having a clear goal he sought to accomplish, and making her, in someway shape of form, earn “his “approval. Just by doing this she was begging for him to sodomize her. She most likely believed by doing this she could prove she was the best choice for him in terms of a life long mate. But my father knew better and after he was finished he moved on to his next victim, leaving my mother bitter and angry. She probably didn’t abort me and used all her power to feminize me just to spite him. She was successful in doing that at least, because I grew up hating my father, thinking of him as some asshole who manipulated a poor innocent Christian woman. But now I’ve realized she wanted him just as much a he wanted her. Boy’s growing up with single mothers always believe that their mothers are moral and their fathers are forked tongued devils but that’s rarely the case. Maybe worse case scenario they were both wrong and neither of them should have brought a child into this world out of wedlock. I think my father tried to explain this to me many times in the past when he called or came to visit, but I was so angry at him because of my mother and I didn’t listen. If only I had listened, I might have turned out normal.”

There’s another long pause before Uncle Eddie responds.

“ I don’t believe I’ve heard such a brutally sincere confession in all my years of existence. Particularly from someone of your age. Bravo Abaddon, Bravo indeed. You’ve earned my cooperation and thereby initiated an official covenant between us. I’ll demonstrate this by first using my wisdom to provide you with an analysis of your confession. What you do with the information you receive from this analysis is up to you. In regards to your confusion about the contradictions of female behavior,

this can be summed up to the primal pitfalls of human behavior. You see Abaddon humans have convinced themselves that because they can use and invent the most advance tools, that their superior in everyway to the creatures who can’t. This prideful thinking makes them forget that they are animals and the most dangerous animals of them all. Animals only respect and submit to the strong and the descriptions of men you consider “Jerks” sound like strong men who understand what it takes to tame and dominate a woman. While the ones you describe as “Good” men sound weak and therefore unworthy of the respect of women or anyone else.”

Abaddon responds.

“………….. I’d like to disagree with you but, logically it makes sense…..”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“ I can suggest an option for you to reclaim your manhood, if you’re willing to consider it.”

Abaddon responds.

“ How?”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“ By ruling over every living thing on this planet as a God.”

Abaddon laughs before responding.

“ Me? A God? I can’t even sleep with the lights off yet.”

Abaddon continues to laugh. Uncle Eddie endures the laughter for a few more seconds before responding.

“The lack of self-assurance you’re showing right now is the reason why people can use you for their own means so easily.”

Abaddon almost immediately stops laughing and responds.

“ So how do I know your not trying to do the same thing?”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“ You don’t, however the difference is I hate them just as much as you do.“

Abaddon hesitates to respond so Uncle Eddie continues.

“ From what I learned from my time in Japan, human societies have five pillars of stability. Those pillars are Food, Water, Shelter, Sex, and Entertainment. If we gain complete control of these pillars we gain control of everything. But in order to guarantee the plan I come with to do this will be perfect, I need you too use a spell to release the seal restricting my ability to see into the future within this dimension.”

Abaddon continues to hesitate so Uncle Eddie continues again.

“ I know you mite have some reservations that are holding you back from doing this because –“

Abaddon interrupts Uncle Eddie.

“ Because the seal you want me to release was the last seal released by those monks before you brutally murderer them and raped their families…”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“ Yes, and you’re smart to be cautious of what I will do ounce the seal is released. However like you also explained earlier, you used five sacrifices instead of three. In addition to having that wooden statue clenched tightly in your hand and not looking directly at my true form.”

Abaddon responds.

“ You’ve brought up some valid points.”

Unlce Eddie responds.

“ Besides, you need me just as much as I need you. If you didn’t I wouldn’t be picking your friends from my teeth. Sure you might not of known exactly what you wanted to do when you brought me her but you had a general idea. You wanted to make everyone in the world suffer for not noticing you, for not respecting you, and above all, for not loving you. With my help that’ll all change.”

Abaddon responds.

“…….. I……. I only—“

Uncle Eddie interrupts Abaddon.

“Release the seal Abaddon. Release the seal so I can make you a GOD.”

The room goes silent again while Abaddon makes his decision. After a few moments he places the wooden statue and his written confession on the floor in front of him. He then begins to weave a series of Kuji-in hand signs while saying a prayer under his breath. Ounce he’s done this nine times in a row he hears a ear shattering bang from behind him, which is followed by an intense wave of heat. The temperature rises so quickly and so fiercely Abaddon feels like his back will be lit on fire. Amidst this chaos Uncle Eddie exclaims.

“ MY POWER!!!!!!!!! MY PHENOMENAL POWER!!!!!!!!!! I CAN FEEL IT RETURNING TO ME OUNCE MORE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN SEE IT !!!!!!!!!!!! EVERYTHING THAT WILL HAPPENED IN THE COMING YEARS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE INTERNET!!!!!!!!! THE RISE OF SOCIAL MEDIA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE OBSESSION WITH TECHNOLOGY !!!!!!!!!!!! THE INCREASED RATES OF OBESITY !!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE HERO WORSHIP !!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE SHALLOW MINDSETS OF THE YOUNG !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE ENDWARS SPARKED BY INTOLERANCE AND PARANOIA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE ADDICTION TO CHEAP AND EASY TO FIND NARCOTICS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE SENSELESS MURDERS CUASED BY THOSE TRYING TO CONTROL DISTRIBUTION OF THESE NARCOTICS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE IN FIGHTING BETWEEN ALL MINORITY GROUPS IN AMERICA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND THE SECRET SOCIETIES PROFITING FOR THE DISORDER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I ! SEE ! IT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “

A huge burst of light fills the room and then everything suddenly goes dark again. Ounce the temperature returns to what Abaddon believes is normal he responds.

“… Uncle Eddie……?”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“ I’m here child and I know what we must do.”

Abaddon responds.

“ And what’s that?”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“ All you need to know for now is that a new company started here New York called Manchester Global will be at the center of this plan.”

Abaddon responds.

“ You mean that small investment firm in Manhattan? The one that’s being crushed by any and all competing firms in the city? That’s who you chose to be the epicenter of our operation?”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“ They may be mediocre now but they will eventually fund a research program that will create the first form of teleportation. This break trough will eventually lead to the development of interdimensional travel and the discovery of a new form of energy with in that dimension. The cultivation of this new energy source and the effects it has on the human race will make them the most powerful corporation on the face of the earth. Furthermore they’ll have me to guide them every step of the way. ”

Abaddon responds.

“So what am I suppose to do?”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“Opening the portal to this dimension completely will require a GREAT SACRIFICE. Which means it will require a large number of people willing to die or a large number of people willing to force another large number of people to die. However it comes about the person leading this particular detail of the plan will have to posses an inhuman level of charisma. While I can usually get people to do what I want thru greedy, gluttony, and lust these avarices will only push people so far. This is where you come in Abaddon I need your Pride and your Wrath to create a Cult-like following. A following that will do our bidding not because they stand to gain earthly delights from it but because they truly “believe” in what we’re trying to achieve.”

Abaddon responds.

“And the first step to do this would be….?”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“Going to California and talking to a man named Anton Szandor Lavey. Learn everything you can from that man and especially pay attention to his techniques concerning persuasion and subjugation. You should have more then enough time to do this because it will take me roughly 30 years to complete my part.”

Abaddon responds.

“ 30 YEARS!!!!? I’ll be old by then, that’s too long!”

Uncle Eddie laughs before responding.

“ Time will have……..little effect on either of us. That is if you release the next two seals restricting my power.”

Abaddon lifts an eyebrow before responding.

“Not even I’m that gullible.”

Uncle responds.

“You’ll still have two seals left and unless you want to be the same age as your father by the time we’re through, you’ll do it.”

Slowly raising his hand to form the first Kuji-in hand sign, Abaddon responds.

“ This is so FUCKED”

Uncle Eddie responds.

“ I may be a murderous rampaging Monster, that can and mostly like will betray you one day, but I’m also the only “Friend” you’ve got.”


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