The Tree

1. The Tree By: BRIAN PATERSON

2. There is a lot of evil in the world. It thrives everywhere, tainting every man’s heart. It will seep through every crack until it destroys and deteriorates all. But before it does that it must build, it must gather power. It must gain control over followers. It must manifest…

3. It created for itself a child, a spawn, a vessel. The spawn is not physical, but spiritual. Even sometimes interdimensional, shifting between our world, heaven and hell, and even what lies beyond. Soon came a time for the being to manifest. It searched for a proper human to infect with its parasitic intensions. Alas, it found no human strong enough to contain that kind of power. Then, having its curiosity prodded until it thrashed like a mad bull, it entered a nearby carnival. As it wandered in, a man was thrown from the barn swing, landing on his head with a loud crunch as if a large timber was felled. It looked around caused a few more fatalities for fun, the fact that the people couldn’t see it made the fun all the more darker.

4. Then it saw it, the perfect vessel. It now understood why no human could bare to carry it. They were not strong. Nature had always been maybe just a few days older than the race of humans, but a lot stronger. Then it started toward to the tree.

5. The oak was tall and old, way older than the surrounding trees. It had endured, and survived through it all. The bad storms that this islands notorious for, the disease that once ravaged the oaks in the area, everything. As the spawn approached the tree, and laid its hand upon the bark of the tree. At that moment, the ritual began.

6. As the ritual commenced, a storm began to brew as if the earth sent all of her storms to one single point, that being the tree. The spawn chuckled as it thought how scared the humans must be, even from afar. First came the death, everything in the field where the tree stood died. The spawn gave a chuckle as a family of rabbits a few feet behind the tree writhed in pain before they finally died. Their squeak like screams echoing around it. Then came the transformation, the tree became vile, infected by evil. It was no longer tall, nor majestic. It was now truly evil. But something went wrong….

7. A light shown down from the clouds. Not a light you could see, but a light you could feel. The spawn surly felt it as it pushed it into the tree. The spawn didn’t realize what had happened until it did. The light had trapped it in the tree, leaving it looking viler than ever. And before the spawn could see anything but six wings sealing the tree, it was done. The spawn was trapped, its plan was over. Only one possibility remained. If a human child touched the tree it would be freed. That was it then it must wait for the child to come along, a child to unlock the final end, the final revelation…