Apollyon's Saint The Unraveling, Page 2

pastures and seed and told him to plant elsewhere right after he had just put seed to soil. Do you think he would just abandon his home and crop. If this pasture does not have crop bearing soil for gods seed than as his servant I have toiled and tilled in vain. But I have planted god's seed and I will see it grow even if only one seed succeeds.” David said.

  The two men who waited in silence looked over at Daniel. With a nod from him they got up from their chair and headed over to David with Daniel right behind him. Jesse dropped his head into his hands and looked at the floor. Each of the two men grabbed an arm and brought David down to the floor. David did not even struggle he just smiled at them.

  “Any last words from a snakes lips?” Daniel asked as he stood above David who was held down to the floor. “May god have mercy on your souls, and may my seed grow and find the same salvation I have found” David said. Just as David finished Jesse got up and left the room. Daniel pulled a knife from his pocket and knelt down next to David.

  “Know as the last drop of blood drains from your pathetic corpse that your seed won't grow in my town and when you die you will find no heaven or be granted the honor of hell!” Daniel shouted as he plunged into David with his knife. Gabriel could not believe his eyes, his grandfather looked up at him during the ravishing and smiled as blood rolled from his lips and his eyes stilled.

  Daniel pulled the knife from David and wiped the blood off on David's robes. “Fool, still believing in fairy tails, heh no happy ending for you, now clean this mess up” Daniel said as he got up and walked from the room. Gabriel followed behind Daniel and they headed upstairs. Gabriel took a seat in the front row. Jesse was clinching the altar with both hands and didn’t make eye contact with Daniel.

  “Its done, you are our new priest so don’t let me down!” Daniel said as he turned and walked out of the church. Gabriel looked down at the floor and felt shock of electricity. The white tile on the floor changed to dark red carpet. Gabriel looked back up and saw a much older Jesse in tattered robes still clinching the altar with both hands.

  “There is no service today, come back tomorrow!” Jesse shouted at Gabriel. “If I am not welcome in mans house of god then where am I welcome?” Gabriel asked. “I know who you are, and I know you don't come to my church so what are you doing here?” Jesse asked. “I am in YOUR church to pray, see I think I have been reborn...Or something.” Gabriel said with a smirk. “Well I am leaving for the day, the door will lock behind you and there is nothing here of value so don't bother trying to steal anything!” Jesse said as he stepped from the altar and walked to the double doors.

  “Know one thing, if its knowledge of your family's history then you won't find it here, or welcoming arms. This better be the last I see of you.” Jesse said as he opened both doors and headed out into the sunlight. The doors closed behind him and Gabriel was sitting in the empty church. A white ray of sunlight shined through one of the stain glass windows into the corridor that lead to the stairs.

  Gabriel was learning that nothing happened by coincidence anymore so he got up and followed the light. There was now a door before the steps. Gabriel opened it up and down below was darkness. He stepped down and at first was hesitant but then he remembered his grandfathers last words on those steps. Gabriel did not feel the love of god but he didn't fear evil since it had just went home for the day.

  Once downstairs there was little light shinning in the basement through covered windows. Now there was boxes and desks and other junk stored up to the ceiling with little room to walk. The door to his grandfathers office no longer had the cross on it and had some desks in front of it.

  Gabriel moved the desks and touched the spot where the cross once was. He opened the door and flipped the light switch. The light struggled to flip on and made a humming nose. Then it slowly light up the room revealing cobwebs and dust. There was the old desk with boxes stacked on it. There were two chairs in front of the desk and where his grandfather was stabbed to death on the floor was the cross.

  Gabriel closed the door and went over and picked up the cross. Cobwebs stuck to him and he sat down in one of the chairs sending plums of dust into the room. He stared at the cross for a moment and ran his finger tips on it. “You spend your whole life in devotion of god, and this is the legacy it leads to?” Gabriel said to the cross.

  “Then Abraham said, Lord, please don’t be angry with me, but let me bother you this one last time. What if you find ten there. The lord said, if I find ten there, I will not destroy it” David's voice said from beside Gabriel. Gabriel jumped from his chair dropping the cross. Next to him was David, But his skin was blue and decomposing. His robes stabbed and torn with dirt and blood on them. His eye's drooping and dead.

  David raised his hand to Gabriel and one of the finger bones protruded from the pale blue skin. Gabriel jumped back and made a dash for the door. “Please wait we have little time and this is our only chance!” David pleaded. Gabriel stopped and looked back still terrified. “Lock the door and sit down” David said. Gabriel reluctantly locked the door and went back to his seat, trying not to look at David's decomposing corpse.

  “Why are you so hideous looking, all the other dead people I have seen looked full of life but not you. You look like you crawled from the crypt through some swamps to terrify me!” Gabriel said still looking away. “The devil has his way's Gabriel and we have ours. Apollyon will trick you and be appealing to the eye's but some day you will see through his deception and know the road to our holy father is not the easy one, nor appealing to most” David said.

  “Well all these years and you are not rusty with the scripture” Gabriel said using his jokes as his defense against the decomposing priest. “Please do not fear me, Gabriel you are of my blood and of the second generation. Through me god has blessed you but he has also given you free will. You have not tainted your soul but you must seek his forgiveness” David said.

  “Why must I seek his forgiveness, I am cursed and seek only destruction” Gabriel said. “As long as their is one, just one good seed left then there is still hope for mankind. You must see beyond yourself and re plant the words and commands of god in man” David said. “I don't understand, all this talk of seeds, and crops only confuses me. What must I do to end my suffering?” Gabriel said. “HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE!” Jesse shouted as he tried to open the door. “FORGIVNESS!” David shouted as he vanished into dust. “WHO IS THAT IN THERE WITH YOU!” Jesse demanded still shaking the door.

  Gabriel walked over and unlocked the door. “Calm down man I was just seeing what was down here” Gabriel said. “No someone was in here talking to you who was it!” Jesse said. “Sometimes I talk to myself, when I am frightened and the light in this room made me think I saw someone” Gabriel said. “Just....Just get out of here you are not welcome in this church ever again!” Jesse said.

  Jesse looked as though he saw a ghost and was more frightened than Gabriel was when he saw his decomposed grandfather. Gabriel ran out the room and up the stairs. The two men who held down his grandfather where sitting next to the altar. “You will find nothing but trouble here, you come back again and we will show you god” One of the men said with a smile.

  Gabriel turned to the men and walked over to them. Rage boiled through him and his vision blurred. Gabriel grabbed the man by his leather coat with one hand and cocked his other hand back. “DO NOT GIVE IN TO TEMPTATION GABRIEL!” Davids voice echoed through the church. “What the fuck was that!” The man shouted.

  The man grabbed Gabriel's arm “Oh fuuuuck” Gabriel said as the electric shock ripped him into the past. Now he was sitting on a couch in someones living room. There was a party of what appeared to be college kids in the 1960's. The women had on Sunday dresses and the men wore plaid and pastel shirts. One of the men was a much younger version of the man Gabriel was moments away from punching in the face. The man walked behind Gabriel and started heading into the upstairs of the house.

  Gabriel refused to follow him, he knew whatever he wa
s about to see could not be anything good. Gabriel just sat in the chair looking at one of the beautiful women at the party. Then Gabriel lost all control of his body as he was ripped violently in the air and tossed from the couch into the staircase. He still refused to follow as an invisible force dragged him up the steps.

  The force was uncontrollable and Gabriel would see what was about to happen whether he wanted to or not. After being dragged up the steps he was slid across the floor into a dimly lit room. Gabriel looked up to see the man standing at the end of a bed. “Hey man get off her!” The man shouted into the room. “Wait your turn I am just about done” Another mans voice said back. Gabriel watched the man in front of him walked around the bed and he heard some rustling.

  “Seriously man wait your turn, you think you will ever get a chance to have sex with this rich bitch in your wildest dreams, well here's your chance so just wait!” the man said as there was silence for a moment. “Now go shut and lock that fucking door” The man said. The man Gabriel was about to punch walked over to the door and closed and locked it.

  Gabriel got up to his feet and could see that the other man was the other one who held down his