Book Burning Part 1 of 2

“Mommy,” JD whines as he runs up to her holding a clothes pin and his favorite blanket. His eyes turn into a waterfalls and his bottom lip dove to the ground with drama as a weight. He finally reaches her with his very short legs and holds up both as if offering sacrifices to the goddess of love.

She looked down at him and pats him on the head for comfort’s sake and says what she always told him when things just went sour for him, “JD things that are broken can be fixed but no amount of crying will have them fix themselves.” She got down to his level and smiles that big smile that showered love in his direction every time he thought of her. She takes her thumb and wipes the tears from his eyes. She takes hold of his offerings and proceeds to put them back where they had fallen off and said, “Plus superheroes don’t cry to their mother when they need to save the world. They just go out there and make her proud.” She kisses him on the forehead and finished, “You were born to make me proud.” She leans back as she takes a full look at her magic and then says, “And what is there not to be proud of? I have a superhero as a son. Now go save the day my little hero.”

Of course JD never took the time to fully understand all of what she said even if she did say it often. He just smiled and flew away. He was jumping off the couch to feel as if he was flying for a brief moment in time. He fought the imaginary bad guy several times. He plays with his little action figures that were all heroes in their own right.

JD opens his eyes from remembering the good old days. The days where his mother was there to comfort him and tell him everything was alright. She was his rock in this world and he would hug her and feel invincible in her arms. Now all that was left was a rock that stated her beginning and her end. He reached out and touched the tombstone and sighed.

It had been five years almost to the date. He removed his glasses that were thick indicating how bad his vision was and he used his sleeve to dry up the tears that were coming out of his eyes as if set free. His pain was deep.

JD’s dad was a loving dad. He really and truly was. But he was not at all comforting for JD. He had to visit the grave at least once a month because even though she is six feet below him she was still his rock and he could not live without talking to her. He could hear her tell him how his dad just did not know how to understand his need for loving superheroes in the comic books. All he understood was that JD was nothing like his older brother who was the football star in college and who had the chance of a life time. It was a chance to be in the NFL and get those millions. Sometimes JD wondered if it really was Dusty’s idea to be in the football or his dad living the dream through his only son.

JD’s dad never really showed anger towards him. He was loving, but it was apparent who was the favorite son. JD did not have interest in football or any sport. He liked to read books and he really loved comic books. He loved the aspect of saving the world from evil and giving people a chance to live without being harmed by the bad guys.

JD would give anything to give his mother just one hug. He kneeled in front of her grave and hugged the cold stone. He closed his eyes and imagined her hugging him back and hearing the words he dreamed about almost every single night since she died, “Now go save the day my little hero.”

JD felt a hand on his shoulder and he stood up.

“I told them you’d be here,” said Devin. “I guess being a rich black kid makes me unbelievable since my parents are rich due to playing the stock market right instead of being huge movie stars, sports stars or drug dealers. I know I’m just something out of the ordinary and yet that’s a good reason to not believe me when I say that JD is at his mother’s grave.”

JD laughed.

Devin hugged him. “I know I say this every time I come with you but I am really sorry. I wish I could have stopped her from dying. I wish I could have stopped the person that did it.” Devin pulled back and looked at his shoulders and said, “Did you get tear on my shirt again? People are going to think bad things about me if I have white boy tears on my shoulder. They’ll think I’m some sort of softy towards your kind.”

JD said as he sniffed, “You’re more than a black male who has lots of money.”

“Don’t lie to him,” said Ivan. “He is nothing but a rich black male who has an allowance that’s bigger than my father’s salary.”

“We’ve been over this,” said Devin as he turned to face his accuser, “I don’t get an allowance and you should step off the jealous box.”

Ivan patted JD on the shoulder, “I’m sure I could get him arrested for assaulting you just because he looks guilty.”

“How do I look guilty,” Devin asked as he glared at Ivan.

“You shouldn’t ask that question,” Cole said as he gave JD a quick hug. “He’ll just say your skin.”

“Why do you go and ruin my funnies man,” Ivan asked slightly annoyed.

“Hey I want to say that you’re lucky JD,” said Devin as he waited for someone to say why.

“Just continue you slow retarded punk,” said Ivan as he rolled his eyes.

“Fine,” said Devin. “He’s lucky because his mom is dead. Mine is at home right now thinking of ways to make me not like my father. I’m stuck in some sort of popularity contest that never ends. They both try to buy my love. I really wish I could just be free from it all and have a normal family that did not feel the need to use money as a substitute for love.”

“You really need to stop watching Dr. Phil,” said Ivan.

“You really need to grow a heart and stop being a cold hearted little man whore,’ said Devin.

“What are you referencing,” Ivan asked already knowing. He crossed his arms and waited for a reply.

“You know who he’s talking about,” said Cole.

JD smiled, “Sabrina?”

Cole made a click noise, winked and pointed at JD which indicated him as correct.

“Sabrina loved my humor,” said Ivan as he smiled.

“Loved?” Devin asked as he showed his confusion.

“You know my dad he has this thing where he wants me to just do it as much as possible so I’m not stuck like he is only doing one woman,” said Ivan as he started to walk away.

“But you didn’t do anything with her did you,” Cole said in an ‘ahha’ fashion. He even had the finger pointed in the air for added on the money feel.

“Come on,” said Ivan, “You guys know me better than anyone else. You know that I just talk and talk but don’t walk that talk at all. It’s easier to say than actually do.”

“I’ve seen Sabrina and I have to say I do her as she walks by,” said Cole.

“What has happened here?” Ivan asked as he looked around. “I’m the witty cool one not Cole. I’ve become a woman while in this grave yard of dead people. I gotta get out of here so that I can be normal.”

“Yes and normal people already know that the grave yard is dead people and they don’t feel the need to say that,” said JD as he turned and said a final goodbye to his mother and the sign in sign language for thank-you.

All four started to head out of the grave site.

“Anyway,” said Devin, “continue with the story about Sabrina.”

“What is there to tell,” said Ivan. “She has them all.”

“What?” Devin asked.

“You know what she has,” said Ivan. “Everyone in the school knows that Sabrina has every single STD known to the entire Science community and I know she probably has a few that don’t even have names yet.”

JD laughed and said, “Yeah but that doesn’t stop anyone else from putting themselves into bed with her. I mean she is hot.”

“If you’re stupid you forego the thought she’s a hot bed for death and even the possibility of making your penis fall off,” said Ivan.

“Forego,” Cole said shocked that Ivan even knew a word like that let alone used it correctly.

“That is shocking,” said Devin, “but not as shocking as Ivan believing an urban legend.”

“No it’s true,” Ivan said seriously. “She has the ability to make your penis fall off.”

“Yes of course she does,” said JD. “She is a witch or a vampire like that chick in Blade Trinity with the teeth in her area of blood flow.”

“Can’t you just say vagina,” said Ivan. “I can and when I say it I have reactions that show I don’t need a little blue pill.”

“That, good sir, was TMI,” said Devin.

“I love that movie,” said Cole. “That was hot when they said she had that happening down there in her flaps.”

“Flaps,” Ivan said laughing. “I’m going to have every one of you over and we’re going to have sex ed and popcorn.”

“Yes because those two things go together that well,” said Cole as he shook his head.

“Why did y’all come here,” JD asked.

They had reached the gate and started to walk towards JD’s house.

“Why is there smoke coming from my backyard?” JD asked as he started into the night sky seeing the black smoke rise.

“That was why we were there to see you,” said Ivan. “We wanted to know why too.”

“Thanks guys,” said JD. “I now understand why we’re friends.” He started to run back to his house.

They followed JD back to his house.

It was not an odd thing to see smoke rising from one’s back yard because they lived in the country area of Montana so they were allowed to burn trash from time to time but that was usually done on Tuesdays and today was Wednesday. What was it that could be burning and who was doing the burning?

Dusty was back in town during spring break. Rodger, JD’s dad, was out for the evening at some sort of Softball game. He did not allow anyone to state it was softball because he had always said that softball was for girls. So under no circumstances were Dusty or JD allowed to state it was softball. So Rodger was at a baseball game with his friends. So that meant it must have been Dusty burning something.

JD reached his backyard first and saw that it was Dusty; Dusty and his drinking buddies. JD never really got along with anyone that was friends with Dusty. He did not even get along with Dusty that well. His dad was bad at relating but Dusty was one hundred times worse. JD always tried to be civil with Dusty but sometimes Dusty just wanted to be vindictive and mean.

JD’s heart sank the lowest it had been since his mother died. Ivan, Devin and Cole arrived at the same time and stood behind JD as he stared at the fire. He saw it was not a fire of trash. It was more a resemblance of a Nazi book burning than anything else. It would make sense that it would be close to a Nazi act since it was Dusty the one who did not like anyone who was not white. It was a funny thing since Dusty and JD were both half Asian. But ever since their mother passed away he denied that part of him.

“Well looky, looky it seems we have company on this very lovely bonfire night,” said Dusty as he had taken notice of the new arrivals. He walked around in a circle holding a beer bottle with two fingers. He had almost lost his footing which would have landed him in the fire. He laughed it off.

He stood up right and said, “Do you like what I’m using as fire? Because we do and it’s keeping us very warm. Right guys?”

The five guys that were there all roared and rose their bottles in the air in agreement.

“I’m sorry,” said Devin as he stared at the bonfire in disbelief.

“I’ll kick him so hard his teeth will fly out of his face,” said Ivan as he glared in Dusty’s direction.

“Don’t,” said JD said almost begging. “It won’t solve a single thing.” He stared at the memories as they took flight in ash form. Every single comic book his mother ever bought him was engulfed in flames that were set by his own flesh and blood brother. He tried really hard not to cry.

“JD you can stay at my house,” said Cole. “My mother would so love to see you. She likes you for some reason.”

“Look my little brother is about to cry over little books on fire,” Dusty yelled in a mocking tone.

“Let me it him once,” said Ivan.

“Cool down Ivan,” said Devin. “Fighting him will not bring back the comics.”

“It will make him feel the pain he’s inflicting on my best friend,” said Ivan almost growling.

The bonfire started to make crackle noises like fireworks. It caught everyone’s attention. The fire shot out flames and one licked Dusty’s butt and caught him on fire. He was so drunk he could not remember if it was drop, stop and roll or roll, stop and drop or whatever it was. His buddies thought it was a good idea to throw beer on him. Luckily one of them threw water in which he thought was beer.

Ivan laughed at the sight. Cole snickered. Devin and JD just stared at the flames because they started to turn blue. Not just blue as if it was burning blue objects but blue flames. It was almost as if the flames were not real. The bonfire was swirled by the wind into a weird formation and as the wind went around the blue fire a lot of orbs floated with the wind. The orbs erupted out from the tips of the fire and shot off in all directions. The number of orbs could not have been counted. They had bunched up and when they flew out they went so fast it was hard to tell where they went.

“I fell cold,” said Ivan as he hunched over and fell on the ground shivering. “Actually I fell really cold.” The words came out of his mouth with frosty wind. It was not that cool outside.

Dusty’s friends and Dusty laughed at what they were seeing but they had no idea what they were looking at.

Cole looked at his hand and watched as his hand just formed into some sort of metal glossy looking thing. He did not understand. He took his left hand and touched it and it felt like metal. He flicked it and it sounded like metal. “Guys my hand just turned into metal is that normal?”

“I don’t know but my back itches so bad and yet it tickles at the same time,” said Devin. “It’s like someone is rubbing a feather up and down my back.” He fell against the corner of the house trying to itch himself.

“My eyes feel like they are on fire,” said JD as he squeezed his eyelids shut. He opened them and felt a surge of power force out of his eyes. It shattered his glasses off his face and then it propelled him into the air 20 feet. He closed his eyes and he fell back down hitting his head against the ground. His head throbbed in pain as he laid there on his back. Dusty and company laughed so hard they started to choke on their beers.

“I’m so cold,” said Ivan. “What is going o-o-on?” He looked at the fire and without even thinking twice the fire turned into a block of ice instead.

“What the hell,” Dusty said in shock. His friends and him ran over each other as they went into the house.

Cole was too mesmerized by his hand to even notice the gigantic hole that DJ had put into the ground. Cole fainted and as he fainted his entire body turned to metal and with a clunk he lied on the ground.

Devin went to JD and said, “This is too weird. I can’t explain any of it. Are you even conscious?”

JD laid on the ground not moving and then all of the sudden shot up and his eyes opened. A red flashlight like beam shot out of both of his eyes and he closed them again and then said, “I can’t open my eyes.”

Devin forgot about his itching back and said, “No you can’t.”

There was an explosion. Devin looked up in the sky and saw smoke. What was happening?

******
The beam from JD’s eyes had hit a plane and caused the explosion. The tail was knocked clean off and the plane was tail spinning towards the ground. Sabrina remembered the movie Alive and how people were sucked out of the plane because the tail tore off. So she held on to the armrest so tight that when the pane jerked her in a circle she ripped the armrest out and instead of not screaming she screamed as if she was going to die like everyone else.

To be continued…...

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