Intentions & Karma
By Austin Johnson Jr
The Sun rises on a perfect spring day as our source of existense ascends into the morning sky, the ball of emence fire turns the manicured lawns of the sprawling Georgetown suburb into beds of glistening diamonds. The day starts inside the BETTENCOURT estate, where nestled in the butler's pantry is the most sophisticated coffee maker in the world. It begins to brew the very exotic and expensive Wild Kopi Luwak coffee. The butlers move about setting the table for the Bettencourt’s morning breakfast.
Senate Majority Leader Preston Bettencourt, 49 years of age is the first family member to make it to the well prepared breakfast adorning the high end marble table, Preston immediately goes for the coffee, he’s Like a conductor at a symphony as he mixes the coconut sugar and caramel oat milk creamer. Preston is followed by his 18 year old son Hunter and his baseball equipment...
Preston has almost finished inhaling his first cup of Kopi Luwak, he takes a pit stop on sipping to greet his son with a "Good Morning". Hunter is slighly taller and fit than his Dad… So feeling his oats, the cocky athlete replies with a head nod and a pluck to the bottom of Dad's coffee mug, almost causing it to spill on the Old Man's shirt. "Hey!"... With a Cheshire cat grin Hunter replies with a "Sorry Dad." And follows his antics with a question. I have something serious to ask my very important father.... Preston’s face turns from peeved to stern…What is it?…. If it's about a corvette forget about it... Now with a look of slight depression Hunter gives a facetious snap back…
Well there goes graduation... But that's not what my query was about…There’s something wrong with the cell phones?.. Dad’s smirk turns to a look of concern, “Really”.. Hunter slides his device off the table. Yeah… My phone is stuck on the security camera at the front door.
Let me see that; As his only son passes the phone Preston begins to tell him some bad news...Listen Hunter, I won't be able to make it to the game today... As he plops his bats on the mahogany floors and crushes a english muffin between his teeth, Hunter turns to his dad with a mouth full of nooks and crannies... "I know Mom told me, I didn't expect you too anyway... There's a lot going on. I know you’re a VIP.
Just as Hunter finishes his statement a MILF of a Mom turns the corner..."Please don't tell him that." His ego is big enough already. Preston's beautiful wife enters the kitchen. Say hello to Jessica Bettencourt, she's a political analyst and host on a major news network.
She greets her hubby with a kiss and smack to his cheek, he responds with a playful slap to her posterior. Her ginger locks twirl as she spins to grab a piece of mango off the breakfast table. Preston darling, When you get the chance, have David call the cable company today... The Wifi is down and there's something wrong with my cell... Only camera working is the front door.
His mother's words catch Hunter's attention as he scarfs down some bacon. There's something wrong with my Cell too, The concern over the cell phones causes Preston to take a gander at his impregnable United States Government issued cell phone. He quickly removes the phone out of his pocket... On the screen is the picture of his home with four 12x12 cardboard boxes wrapped in brown paper on his front step. What the hell?
Jessica turns to her hubby and ask him what's wrong... With a look of disbelief on his face, he ask himself a question of How?
Still waiting for a reply from her first question, Jessica repeats herself... What's wrong hun? … How What?
Still clinging to his work phone Preston begins to explain his dumbfounded look. " This is my work phone... Highly secured… I can't do anything. Hunter's cell phone has the exact same image as my phone... With a puzzled look Jessica’s mind races for an answer. Do you think another country hacked us?
Preston's looks at his wife intently before he takes the remote off the table and turns on his television, there's an Emergency Broadcast.
The Anchor is speaking on the boxes delivered to every one across the globe...The Preston home has stoppped moving and begins to focus on the breaking news report about the strange 12x12 packages wrapped in brown paper. The news anchor reiterates, “The mysterious boxes were delivered to everyone around the world overnight”
We switch scenery to the bedroom of Sarah Bettencourt, she's the 18 year old daughter of Jessica and Preston, she and Hunter are also twins. She's currently engaged in a serious group chat with three of her friends from her bougie Georgetown prep school..In full HD on her IMac in full display is her close clique.
Meet Khristy, Jason and Jamie" Oh my God that is soooo wild. How you gonna clean up all that paper? Jason shrugs his shoulders... Hey Khristy.. Did you get a package too?
Khristy replies with a "laissez faire" Attitude.. I have no freaking clue... You know I don't leave my room until Mother has a Venti White Chocolate Mocha on my nightstand.. Jason chimes in with a hidden bone from Khristy's closet.. Isn't that the same drink Mr. Fielder serves you during his night classes on Oral presentation? Or is it fixation?
The shock of the other two girls faces tells it all.. But Khristy fires back with a secret of her own... "You're just mad because he gave me an A and you a B... Or was it the D in the B... The Conversation is broken by Preston's bellowing call for his daughter... "Shit" I have to go... See you guys in a few. The crew signs off with their signature goodbyes.. Sarah's footsteps can be heard racing down the stairs with her Phone in hand... Hey... I'm ready. I was just talking to Jamie and the guys about the message on the phone..
Preston looks at his daughter intently. Is your phone working.. Do you have a picture of the front door on your phone? Yeah. Sarah begins to explain what happened to her phone.
My phone was stuck too, I tapped the screen and this message began to play... I thought it was Scott... He's a real geek... He's like. A hacker.. and he's into movies, computers and special effects and what not, So one time he hacked into.. Not caring on the topic of "Scott" Dad interupts.. Sarah! What did the message say?
Thinking... I don't know... Something about a gift from some mind readers about revealing the inner me at Sunrise.... Hunter taps his screen, the device goes black and an eerie voice begins to play. It speaks english but with a dialect and accent we've never heard before.
"Greeting occupants of the blue planet, to explain who we are to you, would be counter productive to our current cause. We have watched this planet from its inception until its current life today, As your populations have grown, so has your disdain for one another, both human and animal.. You have even began to hate the planet itself.
As empathectic entities we have heard your cries for change and justice, so we present your people with a gift of Intentions and Karma. A gift like no other you will receive a blessing for all that you are, and all that can be. A gift that will give you the life you irrefutably created.
We understand that you are a primitive race and must me given guidelines.. The First Guideline.: The box cannot be opened until the next sunrise... Second, they cannot be stolen, bartered or destroyed. Doing such things with the gifts will only add to your Intentions and Karma. Finally... You cannot avoid opening the box, and no matter what happens when the sun rises, all will have recieved their gift of Intentions and Karma...
The family stands around in shock and awe as David the Butler walks in carrying four brown paper packages.. All the same size, The boxes are marked very discretely. Father, Mother, Twin Male and Twin Female. With a look of concern everyone in the house besides Hunter taps their device.. The message begins to echo throughout the estate.
As we leave the Bettencourts and travel around the world like a solar wind we get a glimpse of every home and every news station across the globe, and just like the message stated everyone has a package. Wether it be Kim Jong-un, Scarlett Johasson or the homeless person sleep at the bus stop bench... Everyone has a box.
There are broadcast in every known language, there are social media post of people attempting to open the box by any means necessary. Blow torch, gunfire, you name it they're doing it. In one video going viral, a man takes his chainsaw and attemepts to shred the box. That's until the paper box snaps the chain and breaks the blade.
We're now in a middle class suburban area in Baltimore County Maryland... A package rest at the door... Inscribed on the box is the name “WARRIOR“. Driving slowly down the block stealing packages are a male and a female... As the man drives his Jeep Grand Cherokee with the liftgate open, the woman runs and chucks the packages inside...
She grabs the package marked WARRIOR off the ranch style home’s front porch, but before the thief can reach the car with the package a gun cocks.. Standing in the doorway is former Marine Corp Gunnery Sergeant John Reid, he’s a well fit black male in his forties. John stands with a tweleve gauge mossberg pointed at the female thief..
Now since it's in your hands already, why don't you just walk that back here so I don't have to shoot your ass... As she shakes out of fear, the male driving the car stops and exits.. He takes a look and assess the situation. Being unarmed and scared to death, he jumps back in his car and peels out, leaving the female behind. As he halls ass out of harms way, his car vomits packages all over the road.
I think you better run him down before he gets too far. The young lady runs off tripping and falling on her face before she can get into a full stride, she rises quickly and gets to moving. John places his gun down before picking up his package, he looks over the stolen goods that are spilled in the middle of his street. He pics up the box that was on his porch and shakes it...
Thinking to himself, he diagnoses the gift inside his head.. “Feels solid, like its just a block”. After he looks the box over he heads towards the street to pick up the other stolen packages, but they're all gone. John ommits a “What the Fuck” out loud, he looks around and even up in the sky as heads back into his home.
As he enters and looks over his box he places his phone down... John sits thinking long and hard for a few seconds... He picks up his cell phone and dials a number.. John's deep voice booms as he speaks into the phone. Hello. Yeah... We need to talk.
The next time we see John he's walking up a set of stairs into a large church. For a Monday morning the sanctuary is filled with members praying, John knows it must be due to the message. As he walks by the praying guest, he reaches an office with the name Bishop Hopkins embossend on the office door.
Inside there’s a man who looks like John, older smaller with salt and pepper hair, he's currently on the phone with his wife as John enters. Hey I gotta go babe... John is here. Okay. Love you too.
What in Jesus name are you doing up in here? After looking over his brother for the first time in five years, he gives him a big hug. I believe I'm here for the same reasons that those people in there praying. With an understanding glance Bishop Reggie Hopkins ask his brother to take a seat.
Reggie initiates the conversation, These boxes have the whole world shitting a fit... I'm glad I chose guns over my medicinal marijuana card, I don't even know what to tell my flock. John looks at his older brother... "For you are fully aware that the Day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night"
After he finishes his line Reggie looks at his brother. I don't think this is of God little brother, this is scary. Seeing the fear on Reggie's face John attempts to break the ice...I guess I chose the wrong quote...Ummm. "I like Big Butts and I can not lie?" The brothers share a quick laugh. Reggie looks at John... You gonna tell me why you're here. John looks off to his right, there's a window behind his brother. John takes a moment to look at the life bustling outside the office window, he inhales.
I really fucked up my life, I lost a loving wife, my son and our childhood home. I tried to blame it on a lot of things. You, Dad, war... But in the end it was always me and my decisions, I should have listened..
I know I never apologized for anything, and no matter how much I messed things up… You always opened your doors to me. And if what that message from above is true... I'm scared of what is waiting for me when the sun rises... I'm so fucking sorry. Before he can finish John begins to sob heavy. Reggie walks over and gives his brother a big comforting hug...
We all lose our way.. But what kind of Christian would I be if I didn't forgive my only brother. I love you, I don't know how many men could have endured your hardhsips and still be standing here today. Are you finally commiting yourself to the Lord!?….I can fill the Baptismal pool if you'd like..
Whoa, whoa, whoa... Slow Down... I'm just trying to rebuild bridges, Can you set up a meeting with Pop.. Reggie looks over his brother. Are you sure? To be honest… Good or bad we don't know what will transpire... But if its bringing you here and now to Dad, I'm starting to believe this just might be the work of God. John nods his head in agreement..
Hey Regg, do you think Jade will forgive me.? Reggie glances at his bro for a sec... Now I know God is a miracle worker, but don’t stress God out… A chuckle follows the statement along with a smile…John nods in agreemnent, he stands to leave. Thanks.. Before John can open the door Reggie calls him back. Hey! Little Bro! God will perform a miracle for you.
We catch up to John as he pulls up to his home in his Chevy Chevelle SS.. He walks over to his minibar and pours a Jack and Coke.. He enters his bedroom and sits on the edge before picking up the phone and dialing.. The alluring voice of a female answers... Hello this is Jade.. Hello.. Just before she's about to hang up John speaks.. Hey.. Hey it's me. Still not sure of the voice she asks.. "Who is this?" Hesitant John replies with his name.
Jade rapidly responds... John!? How did you get this number? You don't know where we are do you? Almost sobbing John ensures Jade he's not calling to harrass her. Listen, I'm not trying to upset you.. I'm just calling to apologize for everything... I was a bad drunk, father, and husband. I was a monster and what I did to you, can never be forgiven... But I want to let you know I'm sorry for it all.
There's a long pause before Jade answers... I knew the day you walked in from Iraq the man I married was gone. I could have left, or fought back, but I loved you enough to endure, until I couldn't anymore. Deep down inside I knew the old you would comeback, too bad the new me is here. I accept your apology John... I forgive you as well.. What happend in the past is exactly that.. Fighting through the tears Johns thanks Jade before he hangs up. He calls her name one last time… His voice stops her from pressing the red button… Jade… Jade? You still there?
Yes.. I’m still here. John takes a deep breath.. Whatever happens tomorrow you accepting my apology, is worth more than anything in those boxes…
As Johns preps for bed he sets his box on a table so he can view it from his sleeping position... We get a gander at everyone across the globe as people settle in to recieve the morning surprise.
Sun rise at John’s , he wakes up at 0:500 every day for the past 10 years. John sits in his fatigue camo pants.. Hoorah Marine corps shirt, with his cover a top his head waiting for the sun to rise.
John grabs the package and heads off to open it on his front porch... As the dark morning turns to a violet and pink sunrise, John preps to open the his box.... He takes a deep breath before tearing away at the brown paper... He reaches a lid.. He takes the top off and puts his hand inside.. He fishes around before pulling out a key,and a one way ticket to Maui and a deed to a 20 million dollar home... John just exclaims "No fucking Way".
We're back with the Bettencourts as the Sun rises. As bustling as the home was the previous day, it's currently silent as a grave. Hunter is up and about to open his box when he hears his mother's scream... He runs and burst in his mother and father's bedroom... On the bed is a jellyfish wearing dad’s pajamas... A moment later we hear Sarah scream.. Hunter runs in his sisters room...
He looks over to the bed and theres a bunch of blood... He looks down to see a set of bloody foot prints.. He slowly walks to the door thats open partially.. He calls for Sarah as he opens the door... He's shakes his head rapidly in fear as he looks over his sister who is inside out.
The TV cuts on to tell the stories of how some people were given a really good gift of intentions... While others earned some serious karma.. We come to a grand home in Maui… John is walking around his new home when the door open and he hears a “ Hello Stranger” John turns to see Jade and his son
THE END.
About the Creator
Austin Johnson
Born and raised in Atlantic City NJ, I was always an avid reader and fan of comics and Anime... I taught myself how to draw and later in life how to write and direct films... This is my first time writing stories not in script form.




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