A young short-haired warrior walked up to A-wi U-s-di and said, “What’s up, Paul?”
A-wi U-s-di looked disgusted at the young man and said, “This is sacred ground. You must call me by my Cherokee name.”
“Okay, okay, relax, Little Deer.”
A-wi U-s-di stood up to his full six-foot-three-inch height, looking down at the thin young man who had been teasing him. “It’s easy for you, A-wi U-s-di. You have a cool name, Little Deer. What have I got, U-do-la-nv-a-di, Walking Stick? How am I going to pick up girls with an Indian name like Walking
Stick? Girls just hear your name, and they ohh and ahh over it.” “You know what we do is not about picking up girls. We must show honor to the warriors that have gone before us. Tonight, perhaps, we will see our fate in the vision quest.” “You’re wrong. Everything is about getting girls. Native
Indian warriors are popular with white women. I’m sure my vision will be about a buxom young blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl that will become my wife. I will learn how many beautiful children I will have, and I will give them all cool Cherokee names in the tradition of our great nation.”
A-wi U-s-di walked over to U-do-la-nv-a-di and gave him a great big bear hug, lifting the thin young man totally off his feet as he said, “I have missed you, my little brother!”
“It is time,” said one of the elders. “You must each enter a tent, begin the cleansing process, and then medicate yourself into a trance. Once your vision is complete, you must exit the tent and share your vision with the tribe. Now begin your journey, my brothers.”
Each warrior entered his own tent. A-wi U-s-di prepared himself as his elders had taught him. The tent was essentially a sweatbox. Once the body was purified, you had to take the herbal mix of plants and focus on becoming one with the Great Spirit. Each warrior would have his own vision. In the past, many visions were cryptic. All visions in the past had something to do with a future event, which would be very significant to the individual warrior.
Title: The One Path
Author: Larry S. Gerovac
Lucifer asked the Gypsies, “What is the punishment for killing a Dark Warrior?” There was absolute silence. All the Gypsies were in fear for their lives. They did not want to draw the attention of this powerful demon.
Jal, seeing an opportunity for himself yelled, “Life for life.” Lucifer watched as Rayus tried to warn his dad by tugging on his arm.
That evil grin appeared on Lucifer’s face once again as he said, “Jal, was that you?”
Seizing his opportunity he said, “Yes, my Lord Lucifer.”
In this second book of the God Chronicle trilogy, Thomas, God’s Last Prophet, realizes that the only way to beat Lucifer, and prevent Armageddon is by stopping the birth of the Antichrist. In his efforts to find Lucifer, Thomas gets bonked on the head by the Pope using a religious artifact, gets beat up by Gypsies, and almost killed by demons. Eventually, Thomas teams up with a stuttering genius that is possessed by a fallen angel. The unlikely threesome seems to click on all cylinders as they work together and chase Lucifer through Europe. Will collaborating with a fallen angel prove to be a bad choice?
Larry was born and raised in the Midwest. He is a first generation American, U.S. Navy Veteran, ex-Air Traffic Controller, and a retired nuclear worker. He loves science, science fiction, fantasy, and horror. His goal is to entertain readers for many years with some truly out of this world stories.