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A CHURCH IN CENTRAL AMERICA

LEONARDO'S P.O.V

I stood looking over the procession in the outdoor church from a tree up above I watched as the rich of the country poured in to pray for thing's like wealth and power to be truthful it made me sick and angry to watch them so I decided to leave but before I could I heard soft singing from the back. I get closer so I can hear better and I see a teenage girl around Mikey's age standing, arms crossed over her chest. I look over her taking in all the detail's she is about 5', her waves of hair were impossibly long and thick it was a dark chocolate brown and held up in a high pony tail she had a nice tan and was wearing a white, dirt stained tank top with grey camouflage cargo pant's and brown hiking boot's I know from the way she is attempting to hide in the shadow of a pillar that she is not allowed to be there. I could understand her words now, and her singing voice was beautiful and I was utterly shocked at there truth and selflessness

I don't know if You can hear me
Or if You're even there
I don't know if You would listen
To a gypsy's prayer
Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see Your face and wonder
Were You once an outcast too?
At this I climbed to a lower branch to hear her better

"why does she say she shouldn't pray?" I thought to myself puzzled
God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on earth
God help my people
we look to you still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will
the girl looked down then and I could see she was crying and wiping away her tear's
RICH:
I ask for wealth, I ask for fame
I ask for glory to shine on my name
I ask for love, I can possess
I ask for god and his angels to bless me!
she cringes at hearing the other's selfish prayer's and run's up to the altar to stand in front of said alter and raise's her voice so that all of the people there can hear her tear's in her eye's she sing out again catching them all by surprise even the guard's who were apparently supposed to keep her out stood in shock at her brazen anger at the people kneeling in their pew's
I ask for nothing
I can get by
But I know so many
Less lucky than I
Please help my people
The poor and down trod
I thought we all were
The children of God

God help the outcasts,
Children of God...

At her last sung word she turn's and raise's her arm's to the statue behind the alter and shift's to an octave higher lowering her arm's slowly and look's around. A man in the crowd is the first to snap out of his stupor

"Why are you just standing there, gypsy's are not allowed in this place, remove her" he shout's angrily soon all of the crowd is on his side the guard's close in around her and she take's a defensive stance and I can't help but get angry at the men surrounding the thin girl. One of the men start's to speak

"Luminitsa Sanchez you are under arrest for trespassing" smiling, he walked toward her slowly

"Come quietly and if you're nice I'll make sure you get a good cell" he said he is four feet from her now, yet she chuckle's her eye's fill with a burning passion of hatred as she launch's into a perfectly executed dragon punch and snap kick combo

"Do you really think I'd take order's from the man who's killed so many of my people for his own selfish greed" she shout's as the man fall's to he ground flat on his back. The crowd gasps; she walk's over and puts a foot down on his chest as he attempts to get up successfully pushing him down again

"No I won't ever listen to your prejudiced word's and rule's again in fact maybe I should tell them" she pointed to the people in the pew's oblivious to man sneaking up on her a rope in his hand's "your secret's, maybe I should tell them of what you do to the people in the gypsy camp's, how you go to our shop's demanding the money we make for 'protection' that's not protection, that's squandering the living's of many family's who need that money for bread and water. In fact if I ever meet el fantasma de la selva I will congratulate him for giving you the beating's you've received at his hand's because you deserve them you self righteous son of a-LET GO OF ME!" the man that had been sneaking up on her wrapped the rope around her, her arms snug against her side's as she's pulled away from the leader of the men that had surrounded her, the man stand's and walks over to the one who's name is Luminitsa his face is red from his rage but he keep's himself under control and leans close to the angry and struggling girl

"big word's for a girl from the camp's, maybe your smarter then we originally thought, which is all the more reason for you to join us" he say's a smirk on his ugly face she responds by spitting in his eye, she look's him in those eyes, her own are stubborn and determination and filled with a blind rage that rivaled even Raphael

"I would rather endure a thousand year's of torture then join you in torturing my own people you stupid pig headed egotistical-" she is silenced when the man slap's her in the face leaving a red mark soon after, this one act gets my blood boiling and I nearly reveal myself to help her

"You impudent wretch, you're too stubborn for you own good and as for your years of torture I can personally arrange that…" he glare's at her viciously and grabs her chin forcing her to look him straight in the eyes her eyes are so full of hatred I can tell that if he weren't so full of rage himself he would have backed away " and don't worry your gypsy family will soon join you in hell" he says to her eyes widen and she snarled baring her perfect white teeth she bite's his hand and gives him a good kick in the shin

"You won't touch my family or so help me I will kill your dumbass" Luminitsa shouted, something in her eye's told me she would, that the only thing that mattered to her was her family and she would do anything to protect them. At that moment I got a new found respect for the gypsy girl and renewed hatred for the man who stood before her, I could barely stay in my tree when he leaned close to her again

"I would just love to see you try Ms. Sanchez …. Take her out of the church it is forbidden to draw a person's blood while in the sanctuary" he grinned as she was dragged away kicking and screaming Spanish profanities he soon followed them out and so did I but in the shadow's of the jungle

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