The tale of 2 gods: Grathog and Dramgore

It was a cloudless night walk with the two brothers; James, a level headed and wise guy, and Jack, a tough and an all-around cool guy. They were walking down the beach with eachother talking about how they were going to pay rent soon. They have been living together ever since Jacks good-for-nothing girlfriend dumped and evicted him. He came to his big brother James, who is dealing with his girlfriend cheating on him. So here they are, significantly poorer than a couple of weeks ago. They would both give anything for a second chance. And so they were walking down the beach talking about how they were gonna pay rent.

"How are we gonna pay rent, bro? We dont have enough money to pay the next one." He said sadly. Jack was right. If they cant pay rent they would be evicted.

"I dont know. Only a miracle will save us now." He said with a sigh and looked up into the sky. Jack joined his brother in staring at the heavens above.

"But what if we cant recover from this? What if we die because were poor as all hell?" He asked, worried.

"I dont have the answers to your questions, little bro. But I do know what I do have."

"And what is that?"

"I have an awsome little bro that so happens to be you." James says while giving Jack a noogie. Suddenly a shooting star shot through the sky. "Make a wish, little bro. Were gonna need it." They had both wished for the same thing. To get a second chance at life. With another sigh James got up and started walking back to his apartment. "Cmon. We should head back and get some food. Jack looked back up into the sky then proceeded to follow his big brother back home.

When they arrived back at James' apartment, Jack went into the dining room while James went to cook. Jack had sat down at the dinner table and started playing with the candle flame. Hes always loved fire. It can be destructive, but it is the driving force of change in many different ways. He remembered his fear of water and the memory with it.

We were little kids and Jack had went out during a riptide. When it came back in, Jack was swept off his feet and dragged across the sand, out to sea. He would have if it werent for his giant and half uncle, who pulled him out of the water. As soon as he put Jack down, he ran to his mom and dad and started crying. He almost died that day. Jack was pulled back into reality by something flickering. It was the flame. He could have sworn he saw the flame grow. He just shrugged it off as lack of food. What he didnt realize is that it was growing, and fast.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, James was just cleaning up the dishes a little before he brought out the food. He couldnt help himself, but play a little with the running water. Hes always been a sea lover. Whether it be ocean wild life or swimming underwater, he loved it. When he was a kid, he went too far out and got lost until a sea turtle came along and brought him back. He had always had a very good connection with ocean animals. Ever since then hes loved the water and everything in it. During his thoughts the running water rapidly got faster and faster, yet he still didnt notice.

Back in the dining room, the fire had gotten bigger, but still unnoticeable while it kept growing. Jack was playing with the fire at his usual safe distance, lost in his own thoughts, until it burned his hand. He retracted his hand too fast and knocked the candle onto the floor where it turned into a huge fire which engulfed the room around him. Jack was terrified , he didn't know what was happening. What the hell was in that fire?! It started to encroach upon Jack. He did the first thing that came to mind and started frantically looking for a way out. He tried busting out the window behind him, but it didnt so much as crack. He then tried to get through the fire, but it was way too hot, hotter than normal fire. He yelled for help in panic and pain, but to no avail. Something in the fire was blocking his voice. It started to consume him until he started blacking out from the pain. A plume of smoke hit him square in the face until he suffocated. And as soon as he was dead the fire vanished.

Back in the kitchen, the water level has risen and James was too busy cooking at the stove to notice. He started to feel quite cold around his knees and looked to see that there was WATER UP TO HIS KNEES!! "HOLY SHIT!!" He exclaimed as he ran to the doors, which were locked. He tried to break down the door, but it wouldnt budge. By that time, the water was above his waist and he was panicking. A few minutes later and he was fully underwater. James could feel the air in his lungs slowly deplete. He was now desperate and trying to brake the window, which didnt even get a crack. Now he was out of breath and dying. His vision was slowly turning black, his last thoughts were about how sorry he was about leaving his little brother like this until an arch of lightning hit him strait in the chest, killing James. As soon as he died, the water seeped back into the tap and everything, including James' body, were now dry. The best that the police would get out of this would be death by asphyxiation and death by fire. No-one would no that they were sent to a new world in new bodies. No-one would know that their wish had come true.

TO BE CONTINUED......