The Powers of Amon

As Father Zimmerman's back reacted with the brick wall, he vomited chunks of blood. His head slammed on the ground. Cross stared at Father Zimmerman sucked his teeth. He served no use to him anyway. Father Zimmerman didn't even tell him the location of Sarah or where even to start. Cross sighed and started walking away. Just as Father Zimmerman was about to open his mouth, he saw The Book of Amon laying under the bed. He stretched towards under the bed and grabbed it, quickly prying it open flipping to page 656. He read the incantations on the page and bit his finger, leaking his blood on the page. Just as he did this, a red portal opened up. The power of the red portal pushed Cross back into a wooden post.

Cross was shocked to see what walked out of the red portal. It was a tall 7'0 minotaur wearing black armor, wielding a battle-ax. The armored minotaur had red glowing eyes. As the armored minotaur saw Cross it started screeching like a siren, with saliva flying all over the place. The armored minotaur swung its ax at Cross's neck. Cross quickly rolled out of the way. Father Zimmerman watched from the sidelines. He closed The Book of Amon and shoved it in his waist. The Book of Amon seemed as if it was impossible to get. Father Zimmerman send a team of royal elven soldiers to hell to get the book. Only one royal elven soldier who was nearly dead came back with the book in his warm and bloody hands. Father Zimmerman snatched the book of out the soldier's hands and closed the portal and watched as the elven soldier was ripped apart by a pack of lower-class demons. It was very gruesome. Father Zimmerman pulled up a chair and watched the current fight. Only one person could be victorious.

Cross lunged towards the armored minotaur and headbutted him so hard in the face, the helmet cracked in two. The armored minotaur stumbled to its knees. While the armored minotaur was on its knees, Cross kicked the huge creature in the face, knocking out three of its teeth. The armored minotaur crashed into the wall. Father Zimmerman sighed, muttering obscenities. The minotaur was knocked unconscious. The minotaur burst into flames. The creature was sent back to hell where it belonged. Father Zimmerman quickly opened the book and licked his fingers, flipping to pg 453. The title marked necromancer. This time he needed much more blood. He shoved his hand deep in his pocket and grabbed a razor blade wrapped in cloth. Father Zimmerman unwrapped the cloth and cut his palm. He leaked the blood on the page. As he did this, the Latin words on the page started glowing. The entire area started shaking. What now?!" asked Cross. Another portal opened up. This time a necromancer came out. The necromancer wore a long dark green robe that filled with scratches and holes.

The necromancer also carried a staff that made demon flesh and bones. The necromancer had tree bark skin, yellow eye, and black eyes, very few rotten teeth, and had long black locks. The end of the long black locks was highlighted red. The necromancer didn't have a nose. As the necromancer saw Cross it started smiling. It fired a black fireball after Cross. Cross dodged the fireball. " Who is responsible for summoning me?" The necromancer saw Father Zimmerman clutching the book.

The necromancer floated towards Father Zimmerman and said: Hand over The Book of Amon now." Father Zimmerman refused. " You are supposed to obey my orders." If you can't do that you serve no purpose to me." The necromancer leaned in to attack Father Zimmerman. Father Zimmerman sighed and snapped his fingers. The necromancer screamed before he burst into flames. Father Zimmerman jumped through the window. He was now outside. He used his power to make The Grand Hall Church collapse. Smoke and debris filled the air. Father Zimmerman smiled. He whistled and suddenly an eagle appeared out of nowhere. The eagle grabbed The Book of Amon and flew off. When Father Zimmerman turned around he saw Cross, who had blood covering the left side of his face. Cross grabbed him by the neck and started choking him. Enough fun and games." I need answers now." Father Zimmerman was struggling for air. His voice was high-pitched and distorted. " Fine, fine I'll tell you just let me go you!!"