I noticed that there weren't any religious based Turnabouts around, so I thought I'll be the first.
Enjoy!
The Turnabout of Good or Evil
Prologue
It was raining, as drops of water fell from the the sky, hit his umbrella and dripped of the said unbrella.
*Drip* *Drip* *Drip*
Maxie Money-Made sighed, as he stood outside his friend's pet shop.
Maxie is a young man of 23, blond, rough around the edges, and had a slight beard on.
His green eyes are covered by his sunglasses.
He dipped his hand into his trench-coat, to pick out a picture out a picture of his friend, Dog Conners.
Maxie smiled, as it is of him and Dog, when they were younger, at the People Park, before it's referbishment.
"We were so innocent back then..." he thought, as he smiled.
He put the photo back into his pocket, and look up, frowning.
"That's all over now..."
Maxie heard footsteps approaching, and turned to see the person he was waiting for.
"You know what I want." stated the person seriously.
Maxie said nothing.
"Give it to me, NOW!" demanded the person.
"No."
The person growled.
"My friend needs to know the truth about you." said Maxie, frowning.
"You are you not what you claim to be."
"That man is evil!" yelled the person.
"He tricked many people and will again!
He's a cunning and deceitful person, he deserves to go to hell!"
"The one who should go to hell is you." coolly went Maxie.
*BANG!*
Pain roared though Maxie's right side, like a lion tearing its prey.
He put his hand on his side, and then look at his hand.
Blood.
Maxie's eyes darted at the person, who is holding a gun, but cannot see it that well, due to it being dark.
The person is smiling.
Smiling evilly.
Maxie fell onto his knees.
The person walked up to him, pointing the gun to his face.
Maxie stared into the barrel of the gun.
"I'll let you live..." started the person.
"If you give me what I want."
"Go to hell!"
*BANG*
Maxie fell to the ground, face first, dead, blood seeping.
The person sighed, and they searched the body of Maxie.
They growled, as the person did not find what they are looking for.
The person took Maxie's phone, open up the contacts, and texted a message.
'Come back the petshop. There is something I want to talk about.'
The person sent the message, and put the phone back.
The person stood up, towering above the body.
The person prayed.
"Dear lord, curse this being, as he dealt with the devil, and he does not deserve to go to the glorious heaven that you promised me.
May he suffer in hell for the rest of time itself."
The person began to walk away.
"Amen."
The person left Maxie's body on the ground, alone in the rain.
Blood seeped from the wounds, as the rain fell from the sky.