The Epic Story (Revised)

                                                                         Chapter 4

                              New York City, New York State, United States of America

Church sat up in his bed, his head was throbbing, and he felt sick to his stomach. He stood up and walked towards his fridge, all the while stumbling around all clumsy. He then opened his fridge, he took a six pack of beer out removed one from the container, popped off the lid, and began to drink. The best cure for a hangover is to get drunk again Church thought. He had soon drank the whole six pack. As he lay drunkenly on his couch. He thought, I love Saturdays. Church them glanced at his clock, it read: 8:42 am Friday. Friday! Church exclaimed. I'm gonna be late for work! Church quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and another beer, and ran out the door. He hopped in his 1980's Toyota Camry and gunned it. He sped through Manhattan, while trying to dodge cars. Church knew he was drunk, but he couldn’t afford to miss work. As he pulled into the parking lot of clucking bell, he forgot to brake and he slammed parked a Chevy Escalade. Church then got out of his Camry and ran inside.

          He when put on his official clucking bell uniform and went to the cash register. Church then thorough, I made it! He then passed out due to the amount of alcohol in his blood stream. When he awoke he was in his bosses office. Do you know what your blood alcohol level was? Asked Churches boss. Point three?  Guessed Church. No! You had a blood alcohol level of .8 percent! yelled Churches boss. Is that a lot Church? asked.

Its enough to get you fired, now get out and don't ever come back here again! exclaimed Churches boss.

But I needed this job! Church cried. Get out, If I have to ask you again I'm calling the police, Churches boss said. Yes sir! Church replied. Church then dispassionately walked out of his bosses office and out of clucking bell. As he walked towards his car, two men wearing biker jackets and gold chains approached him. Yo, you the cracker that banged up my ride? The one man, asked. Church then turned and saw his Camry crashed into the Escalade. Listen fellas, I'm really sorry, Church said. We outta cap you, the other man said. Wait, Church said, I can pay you for the damage, how much will it cost to fix it? asked Church. One of the men walked over to the Escalade and said twenty four grand. Really! Church exclaimed. What you didn’t notice Whitey, is that that rig is gold platted, the other man said. Church looked at the Escalade and saw that it really was gold platted. I’m a Fair man, you have two weeks to deliver the cash to this address, the one man said, while handing Church a piece of Paper, with an address scribbled on it. If you don't coff up the cash in two weeks, you will be six feet under my friend, the other man added. Okay, Church said. The two men entered the Escalade, and drove off.

              Well this is just great, church said. I have two weeks to get twenty four grand, where am I gonna get that kind of money? Church wondered. Just as the thought crossed his mind, as bus drove by, and on the left side of the bus was and ad which read in capital letters: COME EXPLORE THE BRAZLLIAN RAINFORREST, AND DISCOVER ANCIENT TREASURE WORTH MILLLONS! Millions thought Church, I could pay off those two clowns, and buy myself a house. That gives me an idea, Church thought. He hopped into his Camry, and drove to the First National Bank of Manhattan. Church walked up to the tellers window, and asked to remove his entire savings, which totaled up to four thousand thirty eight dollars and four cents. He took the money and returned to his car. Church then drove to the nearest gun store. Church walked into the store and placed the bag holding his life saving on the counter and asked, what can I get for this? The gunsmith looked Church straight in the eyes, and said if anyone asked you, you didn’t come here. Sure thing replied Church. The Gunsmith walked into a back room and returned with an AA-12 and a Barrett 50.cal. I like Church said I'll take them both. Five minutes later church walked back to the car caring the AA-12 And Barrett 50. He put them both in the trunk, thought the Barrett 50.barely fit. He then drove to JFK international airport. He pulled up to the security gate and asked, do you know any pilot who will take someone to Brazil no questions asked? Over there the security guard said pointing to an AH-64 Apache helicopter.

             Church then drove his car over to the helicopter the security guard had pointed to. Church got out of his car. And walked up to the canopy of the Apache. Can you take me to Brazil? Asked Church. How much money you got? the pilot asked. One and a half grand replied Church. Welcome aboard replied said the pilot while he shook Churches hand. I'm Jerry. Pleased to meet you Jerry replied Church. When do you wanna leave? Asked Jerry. Now would be great said Church. Then let’s go replied Jerry, while he climbed into the Apaches cockpit. Church loaded up his weapons into the Apaches co-pilot copilot then climbed in himself and closed the canopy window. Jerry started the Apaches engines, and the helicopter climbed into the sky. Church had a strange gut feeling that he would not see New York for some time.