The Death Stick (The Pantheons' Cross Book 1)

By Rowen Aether

When the Staff of the Dead, holding the power to command a zombie army and the source of Hades' magick, goes missing from the Underworld, Hades enlists the help of Odin to retrieve it. With cameos from Zeus, Lucipher, and the Grim Reaper, will they ever recover the Death Stick? Featuring characters from Misguided Virtues (Apocalyptic Tendencies Book 1). This is a short story under 20K words and yes, the misspellings are intentional. :D

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rowen Aether
• Release date: Mar 29, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370911103

Rowen Aether

There's so much drama in the world already, do you really want mine? But if you like high fantasy with satire, irony, humor and old traditions turned on their head then you'll like my book. Think Dogma meets Lord of the Rings. I could bore you with the details of my life but it's all about the story so why waste your time. I welcome feedback, constructive criticism, and communication with my readers. Tell me what you like, tell me what you don't like, tell me what you want to see in the next book, who do you want to die, you know; the important stuff.

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The Pantheons’ Cross

Book 1:The Death Stick

By Rowen Aether

Copyright 2018 Rowen Aether

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Table of Contents

Chapter One: That’s Not Lucipher

Chapter Two: The Lord of the Underworld

Chapter Three: The All-Seeing Father

Chapter Four: Looking for Chuckles but Finding the Player

Chapter Five: Waylaid by Death

Chapter Six: Don’t Steal Cars

Chapter Seven: Chuckles Secured

Chapter Eight: Bull Jumping

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~Chapter One~

That’s Not Lucipher

Steve flips through the channels of Chuck’s TV, his own house probably having been declared a crime scene after Gerald’s death. Once the weird feds showed up, no one stayed to find out.

He hopes he can find something worth watching as he waits for Chuck to make the popcorn. He flips passed a channel showing a large demon before going back. It looks like a good movie, and he settles himself further into the comforter.

A pretty brunette with a microphone is talking. As we can see from where I’m standing, she explains as the camera pans out to show a car wreck with police officers and a S.W.A.T. team taping the area off, "this is where the creature was spotted.

A seventeen year old boy managed to video tape it on his phone. At this a blurry video comes up next to the woman. "We have yet to confirm what or where the creature is or where it came from.

Right now we are urging people to steer clear of the streets at night and to call the number on the bottom of your screen if you have any information.

Steve drops the remote. Holy shit, we have to tell Lord Lucipher! He scrambles off Chuck’s bed and leaves the room, yelling for his pudgy friend.

Chuck yells back, his voice coming from the kitchen and Steve pads down the short hallway at a fast walk. He has to go through the living room and dining area to reach the kitchen.

Chuck turns his head to look at Steve. Dude, I’m still making the popcorn, he says, sounding exasperated. Did you find something to watch? You’re like really excited.

I found a demon, Steve replies, his words rushed. We need to summon Lord Lucipher; this is like, really serious, he continues, dragging a hand through his shoulder length hair.

Chuck points a spoon at him, Oh hell no; last time we dealt with that guy, angel, whatever, someone was murdered in front of us. I’m terrified to sleep now.

But this is important! Steve argues. He throws an arm out towards Chuck’s bedroom, There is literally a demon on TV!

Chuck shakes his head, turning back to the popcorn he’s mixing with butter and M&Ms and Steve steps into the kitchen. Satan’s like, the king of demons or something; he probably already knows, Chuck replies.

And if he doesn’t? Steve argues.

Chuck sighs, Then it’s not our problem. It’s got nothing to do with us.

Unless the demon crashes through your wall. Steve crosses his arms, glaring at Chuck.

Chuck sighs again, dropping the spoon into the bowl. Why do I let you talk me into these things? he grumbles.

Steve pumps his fist into the air, grinning. ‘Cause you’re awesome!

We’re gonna die this time, Chuck mumbles.

Steve spins on his heel, leading Chuck back to the bedroom.

How are we supposed to summon him anyway? Chuck questions, wiping his hands on a dish towel.

I dunno but I’m thinking we could probably find something on the internet. Steve opens the bedroom door, stepping aside to let Chuck pass. He closes the door, following Chuck to the laptop set upon a desk.

Chuck tosses the dish towel on top of the desk and sits down, opening the machine. Do you know how much crap we’ll have to sift through? If the spell is actually on the internet. He types in his password, giving the computer a moment to boot up.

We know Satan exists so it’s gotta be somewhere; you can find anything on the internet, Steve replies.

Not a Minotaur in a dress, Chuck mumbles.

Steve gives him an incredulous look mixed with confusion. Why are you looking up Minotaurs in dresses?

Reasons, man, Chuck replies. He opens up the search engine and types in ‘spells to summon Satan’. He clicks on the first link that pops up. Let’s see what we have.

Several hours later, twelve spells later, half of the ingredients in Chuck’s kitchen gone, and three trips to stores they start setting up the thirteenth spell.

"Thirteen is a