Chapter 1 Origins

After pleading with the Jews for a lesser sentence, Punches Pilot, the Roman perfect ordered the man they called Jesus to death by the cross. He washed his hands of the dead telling the people that the blood of an innocent will be on the hands of the mob.

After Pilot sentenced Jesus to death, the hatred of the people and the malice of the Roman occupation was felt in the streets as the Roman presence marched the perfect sacrifice to the alter of the final offer.

My father who was called  Longinus was enlisted in the armies of Rome as secondary support because he was born blind and combat wouldn’t have ever been the place for him. Longinus’s job was that of a Quarter Master. 

He tended the weapons for his unit, making sure that the swords and other gear were in good repair. My father was happy to serve Rome but the rest of his unit would make fun of him. They would tell Longinus that you can’t call yourself a soldier until you made your first kill. This taunting hurt Longinus deeply for if he was not a soldier then who was he?

Because the Jewish people are extremely lazy on the Sabbath, the condemned would have their legs broken to quicken the suffocating so they could be taken down from the crosses. But when Longinus went to break Jesus’s legs he saw that he was already dead.

My father told his commander that he was already dead and the it is much easier to take him off the cross with his legs intact, so his Superior took a sport and handed it to Longinus. He told him, “You call yourself a soldier earn the right to do so.”

Longinus took the pointed iron rod and thrusted Jesus’s side. Christ’s blood sprayed Longinus’s face healing my father’s eyes. If my father had any doubt as to who Jesus is it left with that moment.

Later that night an angle of the Lord visited Longinus. The angel told Longinus that he would live to see the return of Jesus to this Earth. Many times over the centuries the same angle has come to visit my father, each time to warn him that it was time to move and reinvent his life.

For the past 2017 years, Longinus has lived by several rules to protect himself from the mindless superstitions of the ages. First to keep others from getting suspicious of his age my father would avoid an likeness of him being produced. No sketches, carvings, paintings or photographs have ever existed of my father or his descendants.

After hundreds of times reinventing his life, Longinus Adrian Tempus became known as Bail. Bail settled in on the small island of Corsica, where he was born. Every 40 years or so he would leave for another hundred years. 

My father was warned by the angle who visits him that he would live to see the second coming of Christ.

Rebuilding my life

Got my first paycheck today, only $74.00. But it is a start. When I ran out I only had one pair of underwear. It felt good in provide for myself. Darlene took that away from me to make me feel like I needed her.

Monday I want open a bank account and start direct deposit from work. Friends have taken me in so I can get back on my feet. But I may have found a more permanent place to stay. Time will tell.

A week has passed and I couldn’t open a bank account do to the crap the Darlene put me through. So I have a prepaid card that lets me take direct deposit. In the meantime saving money seem to be on hold until after Christmas. I hate the gift thing.

I need to discipline myself to not spend the money I save. Finding and apartment that will take me is my first goal. In the meantime, I have started to write again. Freedom is a wonderful thing.

The Myth of Adrian

Christian legend has it that Longinus was a blind Roman centurion who thrust the spear into Christ’s side at the crucifixion. Some of Jesus’s blood fell upon his eyes and he was healed. Upon this miracle Longinus believed in Jesus. Longinus was also visited the same night by an Angle of God.

The Angle Mike told Longinus that he would live to see the return of Jesus to this Earth. 2017 years later Longinus has had to go by many names and move many times, to avoid the wraff of primitive superstitions.

When my father met my mother he was going by the name Adrian. As the blood of the lamb sprayed his face, Adrian was cursed to walk the earth until Christ would return. His vision returned but with a supernatural clarity. He is able to see into the hearts of Men. He has been changed with the task of keeping the sinful nature of Man in check by drinking the blood of a dark soul. As long as Adrian walks in righteousness and never feeds on the blood of an innocent, he can walk in the daylight.
Still his offspring must choose their own path. Adrian must feed on the blood of Satan’s fallen to keep up his strength. So he is thought to be the first Vampire.

Antagonist Sonya White

Sonya White is based on Darlene and Kansa’s combined personalities. Sonya is a Voodoo Priestess who lives in New Orleans. She made a pact with Satan to steal the immortality of the day-walkers.

So what trates would make the perfect vilen?

Darlene stole my shoes so I couldn’t leave. I was a prisoner. Kansa planed out her escape for months. The divorce destroyed me.

Darlene has an absolute hate for people that shows up is everything she does. She uses people for her own purposes only tho disgard them like garbage. The constant verbal abuse would take a toll on any one.

Sonya White has characteristics of both Darlene’s nagetive personality and Kansa’s innocence. This character is going to be a true challenge to write.

The Enemy at the Gate

This outline is to give a summary of Enemy at the Gate.

Bail Tempist has out lived all of his friends and family, he has out went by many names over the centuries. Such is the way of things when you are never going to die. Now he wants to join all that have passed on.

Desperate to break the curse the has kept him alive for 2000 years he seek the help of Sonya White, a witch from New Orleans. Once Bail finds out that Sonya plans to steal his life force to gain immortality, he fears what she would use it for and for his own salvation.

Protagonist Bail Tempist

Bail is a Vampire who has also called himself Adrian. In fact he is the first of the Vampire. Bail was cursed to walk the ever after driving a spire through Christ’s side.

Unlike most vampire that you here about, Bail can walk in the sunlight. This character is the protagonist of the functional novel, “the Enemy at the Gate,” Which is my current project.

Bail is based of every positive influence I had or have in my life

What Keeps Us Going?

For many having something to do every day helps us define who we are to other people. By not allowing me to work Darlene striped me of my identity.

My self-esteem was in the crapper. But after I left for civilization I felt much better. I started working again. I am not taking well to the graveyard shift but it is a job. Now I am setting goals to rent a room closer to work.

In the meantime, I have enjoyed getting to know my new family. Today is Thanksgiving and I enjoyed dinner with the largest exstended family I have ever known.

I have been building a fictional caractor named Bail Tempist. But it was put on hold by moving in with Darlene. However Darlene and Kansa both contribute to the caractoristics of an Antagonist, named Sonya Write.

What keeps me going without Kansa is hope for the future. Darlene killed that Hope, now is my chance to get it back.

It is time to move on

Kansa was lost to me on April 6th 2017. She told me that she wanted me to be happy. Well my loosing my best friend and having my world collapse around me, put me into a tail spin.

I was in and out of the hospital for mental health issues more times than I could count, over the last eight months. But much of that was the way Darlene was treating me.

I was forced by circumstances to give up both my job and my apartment and move in with Darlene. Where I was getting grief for just being in the same room. I was already suicidal. She did not help.

As I said before it is time to move on. I will always love Kansa and Darlene showed me how I must have been while Kansa was in the hospital. I have no question as to why my marriage ended.

Darlene showed me first hand. Kansa would never becoming back but I learned how to be a better person.

Freedom has value

So many think that domestic violence is only a crime against women. Well I am here to tell you the rest of the story.

For the past 8 months I was trapped in the subberb of hell known as Estancia, OR. I was not allowed to get a job and I had to ask permission to go anywhere. The person I was living with would scream at me for even the smallest thing. I was in Hell. Broken bones and cracked teeth served as proof that I would not hit a woman. I stayed because I felt I had no where to go. She was the cause of my loosing my job and my apartment in the first place. But friends told me that they would take me in.

It took me three days to find a job in Vancouver and I am much happier now. I am going to church again which was another thing my warden would not let me do and I am at peace with my choosing to leave. I had to make an excuse to leave the house to make my escape with only the clothing on my person. 

Hope, the dog I took with me would not leave my side and I could not take her with me. So I had to tie her up on a fence and go my separate way. I found out later that Hope made her way back to Darlene, I was hoping a homeless person would take her. She would have been better off.

Now I am staying with people who care about me and am working towards finding my own place. I have my life back thanks to friends and God’s grace. I am free!

But freedom comes at a price. I was not able to leave with the things I needed to rebuild my life, so I had to replace my Social Security Card and other things that I was not thinking about when I left.

The night before I left I arranged for my father to pick me up. I only needed to get out. A feeling of peace came over me once my decision to leave was made. All of the problems of the past 8 months just disappeared.

I would no longer be isolated from the world like a POW. I did that already, my mission was to find a means of escape and follow through with the plan. I needed an excuse to leave the house that can only be described as a prison.

So I took the dog for a walk. I waited for a bus to get out of Hell and into something resembling civilization. From there I would make a choice. But what ever I was going to do, I could not take Hope with me. I had to tie her to a fence so the dog would not fallow me.

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