Judgment
In the Throne room
Alexandra Margarita Russo lay dead on the street. She had been shot. Yet she wasn't dead because she could see and move. She now was out of her body. She then sensed other beings around her but none of them human. Some were blinding white and some were dark beings. They were speaking.
"The stupid little morsel, do we have leave yet to take her." a dark being asked his white counterpart in a voice that sounded like gravel being chewed up with hate in its every word.
"No, she must stand judgment" the white being said with love.
"I'm looking forward to that" said a fat jovial dark being.
A booming voice spoke to her. "ALEX RUSSO" she walked forward timidly. For the first time in her life she was scared stiff.
She walked forward to see a tall angelic being beckoning to her. Wait a minute Angels, and the dark things were fallen angels. Lucifer, demons, devil and it all led to one word, magic. She reeled in horror at this discovery. She now knew she had no choice. She put her hand into the angels hand and the angel held on to her and flew.
She looked at the angel and then had a few minutes to look over her life. She saw everything from her lazy and selfish attitude to her horrible death. It had been a simple purse snatcher, but it was her purse not his. She had fought him for it. She won until he shot her. As they were leaving earth she saw the horror on the killers face as he watched her body. He then fled.
The angel took her though space toward a huge throne room. There she was dropped off. She saw a few of the light and dark beings around the throne surrounding a bunch of humans. There was Someone on the throne. He was judging the humans there on the ground before Him. His face was obscured thanks to a fog around the throne. Only those up front could see his face and they weren't taking any chances.
Curiosity about the Kings face drove Alex up front with the people. Most were looking away in shame but Alex looked straight up into the Big Guy's eyes. They were pure blue and were familiar. The Guys hair was white and his facial features were so perfect no one could fathom what he looked like.
Alex then looked around at the light and dark angels. She then saw something that was weird. Like a courtroom there were two tables in front of the throne. One table was empty. The other table someone was sitting on it. Had Alex been able to tell anyone after that she would have said that the guy at the table could rival Brad Pitt for a beauty contest. His pecks were huge and he was dressed in a business suit. He looked at Alex and smiled. Alex couldn't help smiling back.
Alex looked back into the Big Guy's face and suddenly her curiosity got the better of her. "Who is that" she asked one of the humans.
"Which one" the woman said looking from the guy at the table to the Guy on the throne.
"The Guy on the throne" Alex said.
"You don't know" the woman said incredulously
"No, never seen Him before" Alex said.
"That's God" the woman said.
"Really" Alex said looking up to the throne. She had only heard about God two times in her life, one when her grandmother took her to church and the other when she went to Christmas Mass with her family. Jerry spent one day at Mass and decided he was never going back. Alex was a little girl when she went to her grandmother's church. It was one of the best times of her life. She liked the idea of God then. Unfortunately, when she got her powers it erased all knowledge of God from her mind.
She looked again at the face of God. She then looked at the guy at the table. "Who's that" she said pointing at the guy at the table.
"The devil" the woman said not looking at him. "He's the prosecutor"
Alex was shocked at that and looked back at the table. The man was still sitting there smiling.
Suddenly the door on the other side of the courtroom opened and a white being came in looking flustered. He carried with him the largest book Alex had ever seen.
The angel set up shop on the alter beside the throne. He lifted up the book and placed it on the altar.
After the angel had finished, they all still seemed to be waiting on someone. Just then the door the angel came out of opened up again and Someone stepped through it. This was a Man who looked a bit like the Guy on the throne. If Alex would have been able to guess, she would have said that the Man was God's Son. Then Alex realized something, if memory served her right God did have a Son. "What was His name, Bezuz, no desus? Hold on, Jesus that's right."
Jesus walked to the chair near the defendants table and sat down. He didn't look happy. In fact, it looked like he had been crying. The prosecutor or devil weirdo was still smiling. Alex then thought of something, the devil had a name too, "what was it, Satin, no Um, Batman, no Bateman, something S," then it popped into her head, "Satan, that's right." Alex didn't like, this something was off.