A little short sci fi i wrote, let me get some feedback, its not done yet though.

Eden and the Garden of Gods By: James DeWitt

The Suction of the vortex was to powerful. The hole in the steel chamber engulfed my entire being. I stood by and watched as my body slowly dilapidated into the darkness….

“Lance? Lance! Shit.” I said “There is no reception here, my cell... phone is out..” “Ben? Where are we?” Tara asked. “I’m not really sure, Lance said we should have ended up in New York, but I don’t think this is New York.” “Hey Ben?” my brother Kenny spoke up. “Is it possible that Lance screwed up, and set us to the wrong place?” “I don’t know Ken, I just don’t know…”

The three of us stood around wondering how we ended up in the place Absolutely no sign of any human, or animalistic life, just the vegetation which was all around. Now I think on it, it reminded me of what a rain forest should look like. Very vast, and lush, full of amazing looking flowers, and trees of all kinds, however one weird thing I noted, none of these plants resembled anything I had ever seen in my life. There was no signal of any satellites, and my phone couldn't pick up any sort of reception. The top things on my agenda, food, water, and a way out of here..

He ground is wet, and soft showing signs that it had recently rained. I still don’t understand how we got here, or why were here, but the sky was a bright lavender, and there were rings in the atmosphere, most likely a mixture of both hydrogen and methane. But God did it look beautiful. To be completely honest, I don’t even think were on Earth anymore. This place is a little more than terrestrial. From this location, I can note three different orbs which seem to be a sun, or a star type entity. The climate also, is very remarkable. Not too hot, nor too cold, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was simply beautiful…..

The next morning wasn't as graceful as the night, but to reiterate, we ended up camping out in a nearby cavern. Still no sign of water. “Guys” I said “We need to find some way out of here, or we’ll never survive this.” Thus what seemed to be a good day, quickly diminished. The once beautiful sky, now showed a tint of anger. The sky had turned to a blackened rage, as Smokey soot filled the air.

“Come on guys!” I tried shouting over the whirring winds. Then a quick crack of thunder, and a bolt of reddish lightning, which charred the formerly green grass, now leaving it as dark as the skies. “Ben!” Tara screamed. “Back to the cave!” The three of us took of for the cave, as another gunshot of thunder sounded off. We made it back to the cavern as safely as we could. It was quite hard to run, with the now soggy ground, now drenched in the tears of the cosmic heavens… Luckily we were safe… For now.

We Stayed in the cavern for much of the day. The air was now cold, and damp, but we managed to stay warm burning leaves. This place had a basic source of food, and it seemed as the only source around, the fruits growing on the unknown foliage. The rocks we carved out into rain catchers were doing quite well, and we now had a source of water. The storm had been on the job, for days on end. Every now, and then the rain will cease, and we try to leave the cavern only to have the storm start back up, heavier, and more destructive each time.

We decided to take a gaze at what was left of the scenery. The three of us ran outside of the rocky cavern to find a fifteen foot cross. We stood there extremely confused, and surrounded by an unfamiliar mystique. “Ben,” Tara said. “That wasn't there before… “ she was cut off by a loud crack of thunder, and just then the cross burst into flames, and what seemed to be rain began to fall. But something was off, this rain was blood red, and had seemed a lot more like blood, and water.

Just then Kenny screamed “Back into the cave!” as we ran back toward the cavern I couldn't help but notice a noise. Louder than the thunder, much, much louder. I stopped and looked up to find a crack in the sky. My confusion definitely peaked there. But as I gazed up, an enormous fist began dropping toward me. Both Kenny, and Tara had made it back to the cave, and as I headed there myself, pushing harder and harder to make it, the fist collided with the ground knocking me off my feet, and slightly unconscious. Once I came to, the first thought was to get to shelter, I heard the two screaming and pleading to me, but their words were to jumbled for me to understand. All I know is, the blood wretched skies continued to bleed forth….

I drug myself into the mouth of the cavern, and the other two pulled me up to my feet. “Ben we need to get the hell out of here!” the two cried in unison. “I know.. God dammit I know! But how?..” We stood there dumbfounded, and confused for a moment, trying to absorb what was going on. “Hello…” came a mysterious echoing voice. I was stricken dumb. I grabbed the other two, and headed for the exterior of the cave. “Ben… Tara… Kenny?” said the voice. I sped up. “Guys!” I said “Someone else is here.” We approached what seemed to be a portal of sorts. As I looked through to the other side, as face slowly came into transition, it was lance! “Guys” he said “I may be able to bring you home. But I can’t get to where you are, please invite me in?” confusion, and a feeling of distraut shot through me, but before I could let any word slip through my lips, Tara smiled, and said “Come join us Lance, we need your help.” as I screamed to try and stop her. “Tara what the hell are you doing?”

A grin came across the mans face. It was no longer Lance, but a beastly man, with what resembled a goats head. “Thank you Tara.” he said. At that instant his eyes began to glow red, and the cave started to shake. Very violently. The beast then came tumbling through the portal, his eyes still glowing red. “Your not Lance!” Tara screamed.

The beast retaliated with a brutal fist, knocking her to the ground. “Tara!” Kenny screamed, as he dropped to the ground to check on her. “Who are you!” I demanded. He turned to face me, and said “Don’t worry about it, child.” Then his body burst into smoke, and he was gone…

I sat and waited for the sunlight, all through the night. I thought of Lance, and that beast. Now we were stuck with what seemed to be a demon of sorts. We Might as well be screwed.

I also thought of what he said to me. “Don’t worry about it, child.” That worried me. I replayed the scenario multiple times in my head. Both Kenny and Tara still slept, and all I could do was think.

Eventually I began to smooth a stone I had found near the mouth of the cavern. I had widdled it for what seemed as hours. The sky was still a blood red, but luckily the cloud had cleared. In the cave, my two companions slept. Near I fire, I my very self had forged, along with some fruit or what seemed to be fruit that I had gathered. I grabbed towards what resembled an apple, and I brought it to my mouth.

The world outside was once again another change. This time, it was a change of beauty. A forest of indigo fathomed in my sight. The trees a beautiful deep luster of blue. In the distance, I gathered enough sense to notice a goat. Wait.. Multiple goats. They were the only animals I had seen since arriving here. I went towards the forestry, and came closer, and closer to the animals.

I noticed something about the goats. None of them had pupils, just white eyes. It kind of made me uneasy. A few even had burns, little marks burnt into there wool, and through to the skin. Shaken from this experience, I sat down to gain some composure.

When I came too, the scenery had once again undergone a transformation. The sky was black, and the blood rain had returned. Yet the forest remained, and the confusion grew to a higher level.

James: Theories on Religion.
Religion is a man made idea, something that was used because no one could figure out the true meaning of life, or how we came to be. In those days nobody had the right technology,
or or tools to prove how we got here, and the idea of one supernatural, or many supernatural beings came into perspective. The idea of a God is flawed. In some religions such as Judaism,
and... Islam, they claim that God had given some specific task to follow up. If God was the true creator, Why would he lead mankind into some many strays, instead of giving us the one distinctive path towards finding
him. He led everyone on a wild goose chase, in my eyes. So lets see, the first religions are mythologies. Greek, Roman, Norse, Egyptians, among several others. There "Gods" were there ideas to how things came to be.
Such as a God they prayed to for good crops, and a good harvest. They had no other way to interpret the things around them. After mythologies, came the Judaism, and Islam, and eventually Christianity, which all three
claim there is only but one God. They all Worship one God for all there necessities, and needs. So we went from many, many Gods, and Demi-God's, to just one almighty savior. How? People claimed that God came to
them through visions, these men called profits, could easily be the reason why religion is so widespread today, and If God, if there is a God, would channel these profits, like Moses, and Muhammad, why did he give each
a similar task, and not say he was the one, and unite all mankind together under one God? Some will fight this, and say the profits got the wrong message from the Lord. But in my perspective, these ideas, go the better
of people, and everyone followed blindly looking for serenity, and security.

The Bible:
Why is the bible so sacred, and holy? Was it truly the accounts of Jesus and his followers? Was it the first book of God? There were several accounts of other holy texts found that date back before the Bible, so why
is the bible such a huge deal? Because it was the first widely believed Holy text. In all speculation, there is no proof, that the bible was written by the apostles, or that the bible is even true. Granted there is some
scientific evidence that there is indeed a few truths behind stories in the Bible, such as the Noah's arc story, (which ill get to that later.) However there is no specific evidence pointing toward truths behind the idea
of God, and Jesus being his son. I believe the Bible to be a Chronicle of Stories created by us, to help guide people down the right paths in Life.

The Chronicles of Night Rift
Chapter 1: Every Breathe You Take By: James DeWitt

Real Gangsta’s was the name of the musical my family, and I attended that night. The three of us walked through the parking lot towards our car, and my dad began to recite a line from the play. “I fuck bitches” He said, as we all busted up with laughter, my father was quite a joker at times.... I heard laughter in the distance, an odd, creepy laughter. “Click” Came the sound of a gun. I froze, like a wife caught cheating with the milkman.

“ha ha” Came the mysterious voice. “Put your damn hands on your fucking heads!” I turned an looked at the man, he had a green mask that covered half of his face, and purple finger less gloves.

“Now” The man said. “Life or…” But my father cut him off. “Just take my wallet, and go! Please! We don’t need any trouble!” “No!” The man screamed pulling out some of his hair. “If you wanna fucking live, drop your Goddamn pants!” “What?” My mother cried out. The my father said “It’s okay honey, It’s for the best.” As he began to undo his pantaloons. The man then unmasked the monster, and stuffed it into my father’s rectum. His facial expressions told the whole story. It was like a five year old shitting a pineapple.

After 15 minutes of watching my father’s brown eye grow, I began to get enraged. I lunged and hooked to the mans shoulders, however he shook me loose. “What the Fuck! Are you doing kid!” He yelled. He cocked his gun, and fired at the back of my mothers head. Then he threw my father to the ground, and passionately fucked his ass hole. He got up, and busted me in the face with his gun, I feel out of consciousness.

The Chronicles of Night Rift
Chapter 1: Every Breathe You Take By: James DeWitt

Real Gangsta’s was the name of the musical my family, and I attended that night. The three of us walked through the parking lot towards our car, and my dad began to recite a line from the play. “I fuck bitches” He said, as we all busted up with laughter, my father was quite a joker at times.... I heard laughter in the distance, an odd, creepy laughter. “Click” Came the sound of a gun. I froze, like a wife caught cheating with the milkman.

“ha ha” Came the mysterious voice. “Put your damn hands on your fucking heads!” I turned an looked at the man, he had a green mask that covered half of his face, and purple finger less gloves.

“Now” The man said. “Life or…” But my father cut him off. “Just take my wallet, and go! Please! We don’t need any trouble!” “No!” The man screamed pulling out some of his hair. “If you wanna fucking live, drop your Goddamn pants!” “What?” My mother cried out. The my father said “It’s okay honey, It’s for the best.” As he began to undo his pantaloons. The man then unmasked the monster, and stuffed it into my father’s rectum. His facial expressions told the whole story. It was like a five year old shitting a pineapple.

After 15 minutes of watching my father’s brown eye grow, I began to get enraged. I lunged and hooked to the mans shoulders, however he shook me loose. “What the Fuck! Are you doing kid!” He yelled. He cocked his gun, and fired at the back of my mothers head. Then he threw my father to the ground, and passionately fucked his ass hole. He got up, and busted me in the face with his gun, I feel out of consciousness.

Night Rift Chronicles: Chapter 2: Doctor, Doctor, Give Me The News

Finally, I slowly regained consciousness, and I was in what appeared to be a hospital. I laid there for what seemed like hours, I was bored, and my face was swollen from the pistol whip. Eventually a doctor walked into the room. “Hello son, I’m Dr. Osmonde, your lucky the man after your family was interested in your father, you l...uckily survived. However neither of your parents did.” “What?” I screamed. “That can’t be true!” “Oh it can” He said. “And it is, your father was found missing his genitals, and your mothers brains were splattered all across the parking lot son, I’m sorry.”

I thought really hard, and said “I’m getting out of here!” “No.” He said “Your staying right here.” A little while later a nurse entered the room, and stuck me with a needle, and I began to lose consciousness once more.

The next morning I thought hard again, and devised a plan. I waited for Dr. Osmonde to check on me, and sure enough he did. “How my little buddy?” He said. “Great Dr. Osmonde, you fucking prick.” I sat up quickly, and kicked the Dr. as hard as I could in his scrotum. “Son of a Bitch!” he screamed, as he dropped to his knees. I jumped over the downed Dr. Turned and delivered a kick as hard as Ron Jeremy’s dick to the back of that Dr’s head, and I took off running. Smashed through the window, and tucked a roll onto the roofing. There I sat perched on top of the hospital in the pouring rain. I thought some more and I raised my arm. “I am NIGHT RIFT!”

Night Rift: Chapter 3: Jungle Love - James DeWitt

After I ran from the hospital, I stumbled into a State Park. There was a mysterious black van parked near the pool, I walked and sat down by the yellow jungle gym.

“Hey hey look Choker a kid! He looks perfect, he couldn't be over the age of ten! Just perfect. Ahh, oh God, I got that feeling again boss.” Said the Pedophile. “You fucking idiot!” ...Yelled Choker. “What in God’s sweet ass is wrong with you?” “Well” said the Pedophile “I Just speak of the truth boss, I want him.” “You moron” Yelled the Choker. “If you want some, go get some.” The pedophile did not hesitate to grab the wheel and go. He slowly pulled over by the jungle gym.

“Hey boy” Said the Pedophile. “Can you help me find my puppy?” “Sure” I said. I walked around to the front of the van, and the Pedophile jumped out of the van and tackled me. “Choker!” He said. “Throw me some rope.” and the deed was done. “What the hell?” I asked. The Choker jumped up and grabbed me by the throat. “Shut up kid.” He said still choking me. Then there was a knock on the van door. “Whose in there?” Came a voice.

“Shit” The men cried in unison, as the Pedophile locked the door, and moved up to the front seat. “Drive dip shit drive!” Yelled the Choker. The tires screeched as the Pedophile gave it gas. Luckily the Police weren't far behind, they chased us, and eventually shot out the left tires. We slowly rolled to a stop, then the police surrounded the vehicle. “Get out of the van!” Yelled the police.

Both men stepped out. “Ahh, its you Choker, and your molesting friend, you are both under arrest.” Said one of the officers. “Your not molesting any kids today.” “We almost got away with it too, if it wasn't for you meddling police officers.” Said the Pedophile. Then the Choker smacked him across the face and said “Shut up moron.” I was taken to the station, where I explained my situation. “So your parents were brutally murdered?” Said the officer. “Yep.” I said, and he replied with “Well no worries, I set you up for an orphanage, hope you like it.”

Shitty thing

See how they run
See how they run
Into the sun
The day is done
The race is won
The hot cross bun
It weighs a ton