Yeshuah and the Twelve Disciples

By: Carol Molliniere

A/N: Alright, so I know you guys that have me on story alert are probably angry at me right now, and you guys that have me on story alert for my AT story are truly disappointed. Let me acknowledge first that "Gone?" is probably going on indefinite hiatus right now, and I don't know what to do with it. I'm even considering deleting it, but I may not.

And anyway, for this fanfiction: The idea wouldn't leave me alone. It started when I read "Snow Jesus and the Seven Disciples" (I think the title went something like that), and I thought that while it was entertaining to read, I could try to make it a little more reasonable (Jesus in a French maid's outfit is too much for me). So here it is.

Enough of my ramblings. Let's get it started!

Disclaimer: Are you even serious? I don't think I could own the Bible or the people in it, not even if I tried. And I don't own "Snow Jesus and the Seven Disciples", that belongs to Amoy Tae. Some of the character listings will remain the same, but there will be changes. And I don't own Snow White. Gosh.

Though there are chances that this will stop sounding like Snow White at some point...


Prologue:

Once upon a time, there lived a loving and generous king in Israel. King Yahweh upheld the equality of the people, brought criminals to justice, and treated guests from other countries with respect. The kingdom he ruled was a peaceful one.

But soon, the Israelites began to complain of his rule, mostly because the foreigners he served with as much generosity as he did with the natives obviously did not like the people of Israel. King Yahweh, at first, warned them about what would happen if he were to be deposed and a cruel man should become the ruler of Israel. But still they rebelled, and loving them too much to try and execute anyone, he stepped down, along with his wife, Queen Miriam.

The king the Israelites chose to lead them, though, was not a good one. He was the one of the most hostile kings that anyone had ever seen. He put everyone on unequal rankings, with the poor people at the lowest of them all. If there was crime on the streets, they were forgotten, and if they weren't, the guilty went away unpunished and the innocent slain and imprisoned. The kings and princes from other countries were turned away, simply because they were "Gentiles" (what the common Israelite called the common foreigner). The people cried out for King Yahweh to come back, but King Caiaphas simply said that their former king was dead.

But King Yahweh was not dead. King Caiaphas had simply changed his name to Yosef and made him the palace carpenter, while the former Queen Miriam was made a lowly maid. With their servant clothes, no one would ever know that they were the former king and queen of Israel. The harder they worked, though, the harsher the new king treated them.

It was at this time that Miriam gave birth to a son, and years later, the king's wife gave birth to a daughter. The boy was raised in rags and sawdust, while the daughter was raised in fine gold and riches.

While Princess Amata was a sign to Israel that Caiaphas would rule forever, the promise of the boy Yeshuah said otherwise.


Chapter 1 coming up shortly.