Leon was sitting at his computer in a daze. He was playing his
favorite video game. All of a sudden his head fell onto his keyboard. It
would be five hours before he was found dead. But let's ignore that
little fact right now. Now that he's died lets say that he wakes up in
the court of god and finds himself a little floaty cloud thing with eyes,
mouth, and ears.

"Hey!" yelled Leon. "What happened? I was playing my favorite game,
*********, and I blacked out. Where am I now? And why am I a cloud?"
"Easy, you're just a soul going for judgement. If you're lucky, you'll
get to heaven. If not.. Well, you'll just say you won't be happy. Oh yea,
umm. I'm your lawyer, and former president, John Adams and my partner
Woodrow Wilson. Your case isn't bad nor good and is up in the air."

Suddenly demons busted through the doors of the court, on a daily
raid to get a soul or two. Demons ran towards Leon, almost demolish
everything in their path including Woodrow and John. In the confusion
Leon slowly inched to the door. Closer and closer he came to the doors he
slowly reached for the knob but then realized. he didn't have hands. He
looked through the keyhole and wondered why it was locked in the first
place. He thought some one could have lost the key but really it was only
to advance the plot.

"Huh?" he saw the knob turn in front of his cloud like facial
features. As the door opened he looked back and wondered "did I turn my
head or just my face." After going through the doors He descended
downward to the ground and as he was about to hit the ground he took a 90-
degree turn upward towards the ceiling and as he prepared for impact he
gently floated through onto the roof.

Leon saw from the roof a beautiful, sprawling forest, continuing
for miles and miles. It looked like a giant green ocean, where the height
and with created a nice, flowing visual wave. He was compelled to go
their but still had no way of knowing where, or how for that matter, he
was going to get there. But a soon as he thought about it he was already
flying there. Right into the middle of the wilderness.

He would have got out right then and there, went back to the judge, risked going to. (This is going to be a PG story so. I can't write it without risking someone getting offended and demanding me to raise the level to pg- 13. Sorry.) But sadly he still didn't know how to move. "You lost son?" said a strong voice from the dark. Out of the blackness of the forest and saw a regular looking human. "Um. yea. Why?" said the soul Leon. "What you need is to fly up and over the trees. I've been stuck in here who knows. And who really cares. I really wish I could go with you but sadly I can know longer fly." said the guy. " You used to fly? How did you achieve that?" "Well, um, let me just show you." The guy started twitching suddenly a large wing appeared. "Wow. You're an angel. Wait. Where's your other wing." Asked, "Crash landed in a tree. Fell onto a Viking's axe. You know. from Odin's lost palace over there. There's so many gods. Some are almost no longer believed in because the B.E.V.A took them over. Sad really." Said the angel. "Oh yea, my names Greg. I told you that just so the creator of this story has something to call me except angle and human and guy."

"What's B.E.V.A?" asked Leon. "B.E.V.A means bizarre evil villain association. They are sort of like the keepers (not saying this word sucks. From this day forward it shall be called Tobago). they formed a league and wipe religions so they can get take a rest from guarding there unholy place and go to vacation in Hawaii. Thus the many dead languages, writing, and religions. So you wanna find away out or just stand here all day?" explained Greg. "But I don't know how to move." Said Leon " Oh. Well, think it and you can move there. As long as you can see it you can move to it. Now let's go. Let's go into the darkness"

It's good. I like the story line, the characters, and the evil B.E.V.A. review if you want.