Disclaimer: I do not own Silas (It is time I accept the bitter truth sighs) or any of the characters that appear in Dan Browns "Da Vinci Code".

This is a result of a very boring Monday night without TV g


Chapter 1- Streets of London

Anna Figen was on her way back home. In the moment she took a brake from university because she wanted to help at one of the orphanages- a catholic one. She had started a course with some of the children. Anna taught them to draw and to express their feelings that way.

The 21 year old woman got along fine with the nuns and slowly lost her prejudices against Catholics. Sister Bettina –a very strict and conservative nun- began to loose her negative opinion towards the girl, too. At first she had been against a protestant teaching the kids.

Anna smiled. One week ago the old woman had been waiting for her to leave the room where she and the children used to work and had said: "Maybe… it is possible to be a good person and a protestant!"

This had meant much to Anna.

It had gotten late today. Normally she was home hat 7 or so but right now, it was past 9. She had helped Sister Agatha cleaning up.

On this cold October evening she felt kinda uncomfortable. The white cloak was quite warm so it was not the cold that made her feel uneasy.

Anna was a small and fragile woman, with sparkling blue eyes and light brown hair that went over her shoulders.

Passing a street she did not hear or see the man that had been following her. As she passed a dark alley it was too late. He grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth with one hand. She tried to get away from him but he was too strong and pulled her into the alley.

Anna kicked around wanting to hurt him and free herself. But he turned her around and put a knife onto her throat.

"Wanna die!" he asked in a cruel voice.

Anna started crying.


Silas had been out to get some things he needed. Father Aringarosa would be arriving in one week. He had to arrange several things until then. Passing by an alley he heard strange noises. For a moment he stood there, not knowing what to do.

Just as he wanted to leave he heard a woman's voice.

"No! Please!"

It seemed as if she was crying. Maybe she needed help! As a good Christian Silas had to help people when they needed it.

Silas entered the alley, looking around.

"Hello!"

Then he saw a man, lying on top of a young woman, a knife pushed against her throat. She seemed to have fainted, cause she did not move and her eyes were closed. The man was about 40 years old, with tanned skin and a beard.

He did not seem to notice Silas, who still hoped he would not need violence to end this! The man had torn apart the blouse of the woman and her coat lay in front of the albino monk.

"Leave the woman alone!" he said in a steady voice. The other man turned around, looking surprised at first. But then his expression changed and he looked angry.

"Piss off!" he spat.

The other shook his head no, coming nearer.

"Stand up now and leave the woman alone! Maybe God will forgive you then!"

He received laughter for these last words. The criminal stood up, pointing the knife at Silas.

"I'll show ya what I'll do! I don't need mother fucking God to…" he did not come any further than this. The monk had punched him in the face and he went flying on the ground. Silas quickly stepped forward and put one of his feet on the throat of the tanned man.

"You will not… use his name in such a manner in my presence!" Silas said in a hissing tone. The other could not breathe. "You will not find forgiveness for your sins!"

He did not even think about stepping aside, he was too angry to think clearly. Moments later the man that had intended to rape the young woman was dead or unconscious. Silas could not tell. He made the sign of the cross into thin air, praying for forgiveness for himself and the man. Later on he would repent for killing him. It had been wrong but his rage had gotten the better of him.

Try not to loose control Silas! Father Aringarosa always said. He always tried but failed sometimes nonetheless.

He turned toward the woman. She was still not awake and he could not leave her here all alone. Silas thought about his options.

If the other man was still alive he would try to kill her. But he could not call the police either! They would take Silas with them and find out that he was one of the men who escaped from the Spanish prison years ago.

The monk sighed.

He had to take her with him! When she was awake again she would go home and everything would be fine! Maybe this is a test, Silas thought. Maybe God wanted him to refuse to feel attracted by the sinful flesh of the woman…

Whether it was a test or not, she needed help and he knew himself how it felt when there is none. This was a chance to thank God! Yes!

Father Aringarosa saved him and he would save her. He finally had an opportunity to serve God in the way Aringarosa did.

The monk took the cloak and covered the woman with it. It has been a while since he saw a naked woman. Even though she had not been all naked, he could not remember a moment when he saw more exposed flesh.

After making sure he would not touch her skin he lifted her up and carried her away.

Why are men doing such things! There are enough whores around in some areas… why rape someone? Silas knew from the bible and the Opus Dei sermons that women had always been seducing men. But he could not approve to that behaviour! Giving in to the needs of the body was so weak. Men should know better!


D'uh! What do you think! Shall I continue? I really hope you like it. It's my first Silas-Fic and I hope he is not too out-of-character here! Please Review!