AN: This is kind of a sequel to Unto the kingdom, except more a story, something
I've been kicking around my head for a while now, hope you enjoy BR

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Chapter 1
unfamiliar faces

Mark hurried down the street, clutching the front of his coat closed with one hand
and his bible in the other, desperately trying to keep it out of the nights driving
rain. He was late for his weekly fellowship meeting at the small inner city chapel
he was a member of, normally He would have been there by now but this week He was running
late and the rain was definently not helping. The chapel was in what had at one
time been two small stores, but when the church bought them they broke down the walls
and renovated them into the small Evangelical church it now was, churches like this were
not at all uncommon in this part of the city but not all offered this kind of meeting.
Mark slowed down once He reached the front of the building, a soft light streamed
out of the glass brick windows to ether side of the doorway, Mark stepped into the small
enclosed doorway and pulled open the door causing it to squeak loudly and He stepped
in. Inside there was a small room with coat racks on ether side, past them there
were two more doors that stood open and led into the main room. Mark looked in on the
meeting in the main room and saw only about half of the seats filled, not at all
a bad number. Mark took off His rain soaked coat and hung it on the rack with the
others, He walked into the main room and sat in one of the many folding chairs " Mark so glad
you could make it today" the preacher said said walking up to him " Your just in
time we haven't started yet" " thats great" Mark said back " I've been running late
all day, its about time I got somewhere on time" .
the preacher walked up to the small podium at the in front of the folding chairs and
opened up the bible that lay on top of it, the preacher flipped back and forth looking
for the scripture they were to discuss tonight. Mark took a look around the room,
most were faces He knew of people that like Him frequented these meetings, some were
new. He liked seeing new faces at these meetings it meant more people were taking
an interest in there faith. Mark turned to the other side of the room and saw the
same, except for one, back in the corner sat a rather out of place young man, He sat slumped
over in his chair and looked like He wanted to be somewhere else, His hair was long
and parted in the middle, He wore a black T shirt for a band called "Emperor" beneath
the name was the picture of a rider in black carrying a sickle. Next to him sat a
young lady that Mark recognized as one of the regular attendees, she must have brought
him along. Mark had seen people like the man before, people that thought God didn't
exist, that thought the bible was not reliable or that it was not the word of God, but
it made no difference Mark knew that with time they would come to Christ just like
He had it would just take time. The preacher stooped flipping in his book and marked
a spot with his finger " tonight why don't we discuss James Chapter 4, would you please
open you bible to that section" Mark thumbed threw His bible with some difficulty
apparently it had not escaped the rain.
Mark reached the page and held the book open at it, just then Mark heard the door
swing open announcing a new arrival, the noise from out side told Him that the rain
had not let up one bit. The door slammed hard as it closed, the person obviously
was new, regulars knew that it needed to be closed gently. Still all those in the room jumped
at the loud sound and turned to see who had caused the disturbance. A man stood in the second door way leading into the main room, He was leaning casually
on the frame with his hands in his pockets, He could have been a friend of the other
man, He had long black hair and lose black pants that where tucked into knee high
boots with buckles all the way up the sides, he wore a short black coat that stopped
just short of his waste, his face was slightly paler than normal. Something about
him felt off to Mark, he couldn't place it but something felt odd about him. The
preacher looked up from his bible at the man " Hello, all are welcome here, would you like to
take off your coat we were just about to begin and you can still jump i if you like"
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the man stood for a moment as if not knowing what to say and then looked directly
at the preacher and said " My coat, of course how rude of me" there was nothing particular
about his voice but he spoke with no inflection, just plain and strait forward. The man pushed of the wall and pulled off his soaked coat reviling a black shirt with
a white pentagram over laid on the goats head above that in jagged letters was written
"God Dethroned" , he threw the coat on a chair and sat down slowly in the chair just
next to the door. Everyone turned back towards the preacher, he cleared his throat and started talking
again " Now James chapter 4, I have always loved the particular passage because...."

The meeting lasted the two and a half hours it normally did, the discussion went well
though nether of the two men participated any " Well that concludes this weeks meeting"
the preacher said as the group was closing there books and gathering there bags " I hope this was enlightening for some of you, and I hope to see you all back here
next week". Mark said his good byes to the preacher as the rest went to get their
coats. the man with the pentagram on his shirt was already gone when Mark went to
get his, though the one with the Emperor shirt was waiting for his lady friend to gather her
things. Mark opened the door and stepped out into the small shelter of the door way
out side, it was still raining hard and Marks coat was still damp from earlier though
now he tucked his bible deep into his pocket. the door opened behind him and Mark
stepped out into the rain to let those coming out pass. It was the boy in the Emperor
shirt with his friend, though now he wore a heavy camouflage jacket, they stepped
into the rain and started walking down the street towards the train station a few blocks
up " Your walking me to the station" the girl said to him " Yep I'll see you home"
he said back to her. Mark tuned to walk back home and stepped back, he didn't notice
that someone had been leaning against the building behind him. It was the man who had the pentagram on his shirt, now he was leaning against the
building to one side of the door way smoking a cigarette, he had his coat back on
and didn't seem to mind the rain that was pouring down on him. Mark thought for a
moment and then decided to try and talk with the man maybe he could talk some sense into him,
" Hello there" Mark started, the man turned his head slightly to look at Mark " I
couldn't help but notice your shirt and wonder why you came down here this evening"
the man said nothing just gave him a blank stare, Mark continued any way " you know you
can still be saved, once you accept Jesus as your lord and savior you'll know how
unfulfilled you once were" still the man said nothing " well it was good that you
came anyway even if you don't like to talk, I hope that you keep coming and one day you may
yet see the light I just hope that day is before Christ returns to judge, and its
coming soon" Mark turned to walk away " Sooner than you think Mark" Mark stopped
dead in his tracks, it had sounded like the man had whispered right into his ear, Mark spun
to look at him, he still was leaning against the building, he held the cigarette
just in front of his mouth witch was curved into smile. He took one more long drag
on the smoke and flung it into the street, he pulled himself from the wall and started to walk
down the street as calmly as if there were not raining buckets. Mark turned and started
walking himself when suddenly it hit him, he had never told the man his name, Mark whipped around to yell to the man but the street was clear, Mark was the only one
on the street, where did he go? Mark thought to himself. Mark suddenly felt very
uncomfortable, Mark turned and started to run home, he didn't like this at all, how
did the man know him, where did he go, Mark couldn't answer those, and right now he didn't
care all he felt like doing right now was going home and hiding under his bed.AN: Well there you have it chapter 1, more on the way. I know it starts out slow but
just bare with it.