Left Behind

IN the Beginning God Created the Heavens and the Earth. These are the First words of the Bible, and the origin of the universe, or at least what many believed, but not the majority over the world. Over Time the "Biblical Age" ended, and Christianity was distorted, and many other Religions were started such as Buddhism. Sin became much more popular, and even God was used as a way to control the masses, over time Many did not believe in any Gods at all. Now it is the year 2010, and in some places such as China Christianity is banned. However, The Judgement is coming, the Apocalypse is here.

Rules
1. Only Humans.. preferably teenagers/adults, and athiests/other religions
2. You can bring in Christians if you want.
3. 3 days before the main events take place
4. You might die, unlimited characters tho
5. Any ideas for plotlines ask me
6. Have fun
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"A teenager was sitting down in a church in New York, sighing another day, cooped up i here, he took out his cell phone, and started testing luckily his parents were both in the choir, he answered a text."

Damn Jared you still going to church lmao

"Meanwhile, sitting on the roof of a building in NY, sleeping, with a cigar put out near his, is a kid around 20 years old. He has a hat over his head to block out the sun and seems to be well into sleep"

*At a bar down the street a large man, over the 6 foot mark and with a large build sits on a stole. He has a number of beer bottles around him, and orders another.*

"Finally the Pastor lets everyone out, and Jared flee's, stuffing his phone into his pocket, he gets to his car, and takes off, heading over to the bar across the street, parking he gets out, and heads inside, the bar-tender is cleaning the counter."

Jared: Was up Ray
Ray: Nuttin what you want
Jared: meh, just a beer, Finally got out,
Ray: meh, you should really get your own place
Jared: I am, but it ain't ready yet, in about two to three days, then Im free, Everything will be perfect.
Ray: Hell yea.

"Ray grabs a glass of beer, and pushes it over to Jared, who holds it up, and gulps it down, sighing with relief."

*The man finishes his final drink and stand up, he throws a bill on the counter among all the glasses.*

Man: Keep the chance.
Bartender: See you tomorrow John.

*After drinking so many drinks, John doesn't even appear buzzed and he stands firm and leaves. He heads outside, people swarm the streets, cars clog the roads.*

John: These people. It's like their all machines, doing the same thing, at the same, day in and day out. It was much better back home. Wide open lands, fresh air, friendly people. Logging also paid well. But the misses, she insisted on coming to this dump, why, I'll never understand.

Jared: Damn...all that he drank?
Ray: Yea, I don't care, he's one of the reasons this place is still making money, that and Varsity dosen't sell alcohol
Jared: Heh true, I might go there, and grab a hot dog.
Ray: Hey man, after I get off work why don't we go cruisin and get some bitches
Jared: I wish, I have to be home by nine, or my parents will explode.

*John walks down the street, heading towards home. He stands out from the crowd, his work shirt different from the shirts with fancy designs that the young people wear. Most others wear suits black or grey of color.*

John: I suppose I'll take the back way.

*After slipping into an alleyway, he suddenly hears the order to freeze.*

John: The people are either stuck up or avoid people they don't know out of fear. And when you alone, you can't take a simple short cut home with getting mugged.

*John turns around, seeing a man much shorter then himself, rather skinny, holding a gun.*

Man: Give me your cash man!

*John walks towards the man who pulls the trigger, the gun merely clicks without a shot being fired. John grabbs the pistol from his hands.*

John: Turn the safety off next time.

*He empty's the gun, thrown the cartridge in the drain and the gun in the dumpster. He then turns, walking away from the man who dears not to physically fight John.*

"Jared gets a call from his father, he ignores at first, but finally he picks up, and sighs."

Jared: Wuz happening pops?
Dad: Do not talk to me like that son, your in major trouble! I spotted your car outside the bar, and so did some others, on a way to the church's brunch! HOW DARE YOU
Jared: look pops
Dad: No pops this, when I get home, I'm unplugging all those electronnic devices in that room no iffs, ands or butts.
Jared: Whatever.

"He hangs up, and crams his phone into his pocket, Ray just has a wide smile on his face."

Ray: Damn if this is how it is during summer, I know your glad you graduated
Jared: hell yea, man..
Ray: Look, I know how overbearing dad's can be, stay with me, till your apartment gets sorted out, there's an emergency key under my matt.
Jared: Seriously thanks man your a bro.

"Jared heads out to his car, and drives off heading back to his house in order to pack his bags."
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"A man was seen leaving a gas station, with a black mask around his face, he got into his vehicle, and drove off, opening up a bag of lays potato chips, at the red lights, he would munch on them, behind him where bags filled with snacks such as powered donuts, sprite cans, and Cake donuts. He arrived at a hotel, grabbed his bags, and went up to room 212, inside was a hispanic man, he went inside,"

Hispanic: Gas station food again?
Man: Shut up! I had to rob the place! I had to knock the guy out. Be grateful Santiago!
Santiago: Chill, were best friends, It's not our fault we got into that mist, I told you no matter what we stick together Trevor.
Trevor: Alright man, I just wish...ya know all that money we made was it worth it.
Santiago: Hell yea, to feed our family, I just hope there doing alright
Trevor: Me too.

"Trevor tossed Santiago a cake donut, and dug into some more chips."

*John arrives home, entering through the back he slides his boots off, removing his coat as well. He heads in through the kitchen.*

John: Janice! Honey, I'm home!

*He gets no reply. He turns and heads up the stairs. Walking down the hall, he knocks on a door.*

John: Ey baby, wake up, poppa bear is feeling hungry.

*John opens the door, stepping inside. The sight leaves him speechless. The sheets are tore off the bed, and stained with blood. A nude women lay in the corner of the room, her throat slit, and stab wounds over her body.*

John: Janice!!

*As John rushed to her aid, he spots a message written in blood on the wall. The message reads "next time, make sure the slut pays." A camera is on the floor, John picks it up, the replaying video shows Janice having sex with another man. John can't believe she did this, he did anything for her, and she cheated on him, paid men to sleep with her intact. Rage builds, as the video replays the exchange of money for sex.*

"Trevor, and Santiago search the phone book in order to find their family, they sigh, to no avail."

Trevor: Great.
Santiago: What?
Trevor: Were inmates, our families probably changed their names for one reason or another.
Santiago: Mine are prolly back in new Mexico, I'm going there to find them, I can hide out there, you can come with.
Trevor: I'm going to get my family Santiago, but we can stay in contact somehow.
Santiago: Aight man, I say we spend one night here, tommorow we head out, I guess your going to check the old house?
Trevor: Yea.
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"Jared has packed game-systems, clothing, his laptop, some food he purchased, and other things into his car, as his parents are coming back in the van with his little brother Mike, he growls."

Jared: Sup pops
Dad: I TOLD YOU!
Mom: Honey calm down, Jared look your father is very dissapointed in you, and to be frank so am I. but
Jared: To hell with you bitch, I'm leaving
Mike: JARED! GOD SAYS
Dad: GO TO YOUR ROOM!
JareD: IM LEAVING THIS DAMN HOUSE!

"Avoiding further protest he gets into his vehicle, and slams the door, puts the key in the ignition, and drives off."

*In a rage John hurls the camera at the wall across the room, smashing it. He looks down at the women he thought he knew, why would she of done this. His drinking was sometimes a problem, but it wasn't that bad, was it? Even if it was, why this, why not talk to him about it. John worked his ass off for this girl, moved away from his home, his friends and family. Canadian winters was bitter cold, to cold for Janice. She also didn't know anybody up north.

Now, John would never know why she had intercourse with other men, he'd never know what drove her to it. Did she do this out of spite, revenge for something John may of done. Or was he played, a pawn in a sick and twisted game. He would never know. Janice family never had much respect for John, and would unlikely give him the time of day now.

As a logger, John had encountered injuries, some quite severe. But nothing he had encountered before had hurt like this. He only knew one thing, he had to find the killer. He is the only person who might have the answer John seeks. John raises to he feet, he retrieves the damaged camera, taking the tape out, and proceeded down stairs. He then proceeds to call the police.*

Women voice: 911, please state your emergency?
John: I'd like to report a murder.

"Meanwhile, the kid has woken up and left the roof. It seems the building is a college, one of the many in NY, but from what's seen it cannot be identified. It does seem specialized in science in general, but that's all one could gather"

Kid: I'll be late for the labs. Damn

"He hurries his pace"

"Jared after about a thirty minute drive made his way to Ray's apartment, and looking under the mattress he found the emergency key, and made his way inside, with his suitcase, two bags, and made his way over to the couch, he'd been to Ray's place many times, they were good friends, he took a seat on the couch, and let out a sigh of relief, the move had been successful, he grinned."

Jared: I hope Savannah can still spend the night here, I wouldn't want to wait three days.

"Jared pulled out his phone, and sent a text message to Ray right quick, then took out his laptop, plugging the power chord into a plug in the wall behind the left side of the couch, and logged into his Face-book account."
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"At the hotel Santiago had packed his bags, and packed his gun, leaving in the middle of the next, making his way out to the car, he made his way in, and left."

Santiago: I must get to my family.

"Meanwhile, at the white house, there was a man in a suit leaving. There had just been a meeting of the senate, and the man, a senator by the name of Micheal Lambda, had resigned himself to the small position he held within it. Politics these days were nothing but a show for the cameras, with everyone concerned over their personal interests and not the people. he was no different, but he still felt slightly annoyed by the events"

Micheal: "sigh"...I better head home. I gotta lie down

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"The kid was boringly and almost robotic like doing his work. He was a natural at this, easily able to take samples, find the relevant observation points and make the observation. It was all...boring to him"

*Police had arrived quick to John's house, the flashing colorful lights shining brightly in the dimming sky, drawing attention from bystanders. The investigation team starts their work inside the house as one policemen, looking rather small compared to John, lead John to a police cruiser. His hands was not cuffed, and the officer spoke to him nicely, almost chatting, though the topic of discussion obviously serious. John was not under arrest, merely being taken for questioning.*

"Hours later day Trent got out of bed, he saw Santiago had left the other bed, and groaned leaving behind a short note, he got dressed, and examined the note gathering his things, he packed, and headed outside the car was gone"

Trent: Great, now I have to steal a car, and since I can't hot wire, well another one bites the dust. Thanks Santi, "Grins." Hope you find your family.
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"Santiago had made his way into a library, gaining access to a computer, his goal was simple to look up Yellowpages. com in order to track down his family"

Santiago: Finally Linda Mendez, now to copy down the number, and egt out.
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"Jared was watching some Football, when Ray walked in with a box of pizza from Little Ceasers, setting it down on the table, and Jared headed over to the table, opening the box, Ray grinned, heading to his fridge filled with beers, and other alcoholic beverages."

Ray: heh, you only took one beer?
Jared: I drank earlier, wanted to wait till you got here, before I cleaned your fridge.
Ray: Wise choice.
Jared: let's eat
Ray: Wait pray before the meal.
Jared: haha, shut up.

"The two friends laughed, grabbing two slices of pizza, and began eating."

*After a while longer the questioning had ended and John was released. He had been supplied with a room at a motel until the investigation process ended, so not to contaminate or disturb the area. Making his way to the bus stop, he waiting for his ride to show. He pulls the tape from his pocket, which he had keep. His anger almost causes him to crush it, but his better judgment prevented him from doing so.*

John: Where are you you bastard?

"After some drinks, Ray seemed happy, as teh pizza was finished up, they were watching football"

Ray: Yo Jared, look I gots something to tell you, I've been going to school, working on my job, I've been working less
Jared: I know, surprised to get you. haha
Ray: well I'm headed out of town
Jared: w..wait what? were you going man?
Ray: Israel, because of Professor Bamon's Eden Project, I've gotten to school, got side job as a reporter, got some good stories recently, exposing some stuff in the neighorhood, and there sending me out of town, the person they wanted to send got shot
Jared: Dang, I don't know what to say, but I'll wish you good luck, when will you be back
Ray: Few Days.
Jared: "Grins, well I'll see you then, guess I'll just stay here
Ray: Or come with your best buddy to Israel?
Jared: What?!
Ray: I got one extra ticket.

"Meanwhile, in another part of Israel, Jerusalem to be exact, an old man is walking about with a camera. He has gray hair and a beard"

Man: Oh man the sights here are lovely. I can't wait to take the family some gifts from around here

*John had arrived at his location, the 24/7 Simion's Motel. After checking in, he gets the key to room 9. Walking around the corner he is about to place the key in the lock when he notices something done to the door. With a light push, the supposedly locked door swings open. John steps in, flicking on the lights. Inside, a thief, like a deer caught in headlights, just freezes in place. John recognizes this scrawny man from before.*

John: You..

*The same thief from before points his gun again at John, he clearly remembers as he looks quite nerves.*

Man: Y-you... s-stay back... I'll-I'll shoot.

"About a day or so later, Ray, and Jared are getting off the plane to Israel, they made there way to the luggage gathering there bags, and heading down to a five star hotel, being led to there rooms, two seperate rooms they met up in the hallway."

Jared: This is awesome!
Ray: I know, I'm not use to this service, why don't you just relax, explore the sites, I'm going out to meet Dr. Bamon
Jared: Beme Bamon right?
Ray: That's the man, I'll see you later.

"With that Ray headed towards the elevator, and Jared pulled out his wallet, he'd gotten some Israeli money at the air-port."

(Still the day before.)

John: You again..
Man: Just stay back man... stay back...

*John steps forward, the man fires, but his aim is terrible and he misses, the bullet hitting the door. On the second short the gun jams, and the would be thief has that "I'm so screwed" look.*

John: Boy, I'll cut you a deal. I won't hurt you if you give me some info.

*Thief looks shocked, but accepts.*

(Ok, back to regular time frame, just wanted to go back to do this post.)

"Trevor however had no suck luck, he'd used a stolen cell phone, he'd stolen a car from a teenage girl, and had removed the license plate, swapping it with another one which he broke off a car, yellowpages.com he couldn't pull up his family's name, nor contact his wife or kids, then he paused."

Trevor: What if Marissa..got remarried..no no, I can't think like that, wait I can call Tyrone he can help me out.

"He called the barbershop, and luckly Tyrone picked up. Tyrone was your typical african american in his early twenties, somewhat dark skinned, and he had low black hair with waves, and side-burns, and was wearing baggy blue jean shorts, and a white under shirt, he was cutting a kid's hair, when the phone buzzed, he picked it up, managing to divide his conversation equally"

Tyrone: Yo what up?! Who dis be?
Trevor: Yo, look Tyrone, it's me Trevor I.
Tyrone: DAAAAAAMN! BRUH! You IZ icy, u one them who dun busted out
Trevor:SSSH! SHut up,
Tyrone: Ah man you ain't real
Trevor: Srsly, shut up, please.
Tyrone: Alright Alright, I was just playin, look I still got the same place, the key's down there, I'mma stop by grab some Churches, I'll help ya out man
Trevor: Thanks, cya later G.

"Trevor slid the stolen phone into his pocket, then he decided to stop his car in the middle of the highway, he threw the phone down, and stepped on it, before tossing the remaining pieces into the forest, and getting back into his vehicle driving off"

*John had retrieved a stolen camera from the thief and had played the tape, pausing it. He now allows the thief to see a image of a man.*

John: Who is this man?
Thief: Yo, I know this dude... he's one bad cat. He has crime ranks here in America, China, you name it. He gets a cut of the profits from everywhere you could think.
John: Where is he?
Thief: I don't know.

*John grabs the thief, slamming him to the wall.*

John: Where?
Thief: *crying* I don't know... please.

*John lets him go, he didn't know shit.*

Thief: I know someone who does though.

"Trent was driving, he made his way to Tyrone's apartment ditching the car on the highway, and taking a taxi the rest of the way, using some stolen money to pay for the ride, getting the emergency key he made his way inside, where he found Tyrone watching tv"

Trent: Bruh wake up!
Tyrone: TRE! Mane, things ain't been da same on da streets without you, even Big J straightened up, he going with church folk, and stuff
Trent: Big J, churchey? Heh I have missed alot, met some raw mexican named Santia, and naw I wuznt his bitch, or da other way around
Tyrone: Dat's my boi, straight like a sword, I got some pizza, and beers in the fridge, but ya kno u going need to get a job or sumthing no one round here going snitch
Trent: Aight, dat's coo.

"Trent headed over to the fridge opening it up, taking out a cold beer, and two slices of pepperoni pizza, he tossed them it the microwave, and leaned against a wall, eh hadn't had pizza in months"
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"Ray made his way through Jerusalem, the temperature was blazing hot, the scenery was amazing, and so many religious items, it was a nice site to say the least, Finally he managed to meet up at the military base, where some soldiers came out to greet him, checking his ID"

Soldier: heh, welcome, glad to meet you sir, It'll be an honor to let you to the man who's made our nation prosper
Ray: "Looks around" So much lush vegetation, This man is truly a genius.
Soldier: I know, I use to be poor, my family starving, after the Eden Project, I was glad to serve my country, riches upon riches Me, and my family received, It is a blessing from the Lord.
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"A man in his early thirties, an african american/mexican man named Niko Bently, his father black, his mother mexicano, his hair blackish and low cut, his skin color a lighter tone, and a high caliber gun in hands, along with some others behind him, they'd gathered at Ground Zero where 9/11 had taken place with there weapons, there were other people in the area too mourning the loss of there family members the current date was September 11, 2009. President Jerome Carter was making his way to the scene to speak about the tradgedy that had occured, even muslims were at the scene."

Niko: Heh, al these people, I hope Robert gets here soon, so the main event can start, my Lord, my savior, I shall serve you all my days, and today i will show the world Christians will not back down. Attention Ushers, gather we have much to discuss with the members of our church who have accompanied us on this mission from our savior.