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The Zealots

The boy woke in his bed finding himself in a nightmare. A man stood above him holding a knife to his throat. The man mumbled something to a woman nervously standing next to him.

“What if we’re wrong?” the woman said with tears streaming down her face.

“We’re not.”

“This is sick John! I don’t think I can do it!”

“If we don’t do this, everyone we love, everyone, will die. You know that.

“But he’s only a child!” the woman sobbed.

“Don’t let him fool you, Sara. He’s a monster. He can’t be allowed to live.”

The man looked back at the child staring up at him frozen in a state of shock. He gritted his teeth and started to push the blade firmer against the child’s neck.

The door flew open with a crack. An older woman ran in dressed in nightclothes. “Hurry Martha!” she screamed! Moments later Martha burst in pointing a shotgun at the intruders.

“Call the police Bridget.”

“You don’t know what he is!” the man pleaded. “You don't know what he'll become. We have to do this! It’s the only way!”

“Stay away from my child!” the woman screamed back pumping the shotgun. “Both of you against the wall now!”

The intruding couple slowly moved to the wall both shaken with tears. The police arrived soon after and placed them both under arrest as they begged for someone to murder the child.

“Don’t worry ladies. You all can rest easy now.”

“I’m not sure of that officer,” Martha said. “Who were those horrible people?”

“Religious fanatics. They belong to that cult on the other side of town. Until now they stayed out of trouble and kept to themselves. But these two must have snapped. Said that the boy would usher in the end of the world. That the Antichrist was here. Real fire and brimstone stuff. But don’t let it worry you. They won’t be bothering you again.”

The women thanked the police officers and saw them out. Bridget sat down in the kitchen and began to cry overwhelmed by the events of the night. Martha made a cup of tea and sat down next to her.

“He’s safe Bridget. We’re all safe.”

“More will come now that they know.”

“He won’t be young forever. He grows stronger by the day. Soon it will be them that need protecting.”

“Even witches worry Martha. I do hope we can fend them off until he’s ready.”

“Take heart sister. It won’t be long now. Children grow up so quickly!”


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