Chapter one: Resurrection

I was born to redeem mankind. To save them from the grasp of Satan and rescue those who believe in the Times Of Tribulation, you could say I'm like my older brother Jesus but saying that would by hypocritical. I'm nowhere NEAR the Savior Christ. No, I'm seated at the left hand of the Father, known as the Holy daughter, not mentioned in scriptures because I haven't really had a purpose obviously. Well, until now.
Father made me from His ribs, not Adam's. He crafted me with copper skin and brunette hair with a tint of red, my eyes are the color of maple syrup and I have an athlete's body. I'm five foot, seven, not too tall but tall enough. Brother isn't that tall either, so all you believers who think he was six foot something with pale skin and girly curly hair, WRONG! How about you refer back to the Bible and see that it says skin like copper and hair like sheep's wool. Where does copper turn white? Well, maybe in Chemistry, but doesn't it turn green?
"Judith?" Father said my name patiently. I snapped back to the task at hand and smiled sweetly as I curtsied in front of him before I approached His throne where He was seated and being fanned and fed grapes.
"Father."
"I need a favor of you." here is where I became Judith Cristal The Redeemer.
"Yes Father." "Daughter; in you I am well pleased. I ask for you to ascend upon the Earth and redeem those who have been condemned. I have never asked anyone of this except for my Son, and now Daughter it is your turn. You will go, save, die, resurrect, and begin Armageddon."
"My death will bring about Armageddon?"
"Yes. Says The Lord." That was his dismissing me. He lifted up his arms and a jolt of sunny lightening came out, which zapped me back to in front of His palace where I lifted my robe and ran to find Brother.
When I found him, he was with a little boy playing as the boy demanded a story. "Brother?" I approached slowly, he stood in front of Judgment Gate as St. Peter read The Book and Brother lifted up the little boy.
He is so patient, such a beautiful sight. His hair is dark brown like mine with no red tint, his eyes were darker than mine but we had the same skin color. He's beautiful. "I need to talk to you." He saw it was urgent and promised to red to the boy when he got back. We walked to the Garden Of The Fallen, where every flower represented a fallen angel. "Brother, father has chosen me to be the Redeemer." I stood in front of him nervously.
"There was a man who was chosen to save the Israelite from the slavery of Egypt. People wondered why God chose this man, who was not the bit Holy because he committed the worst sin of all, murder. However he did the job, he did it the best, and the people saw this." Brother stopped talking and looked me in my eyes.
"I don't understand." I looked at him. I could imagine the sight of someone watching us as they walked by. Look at the Holy son and Daughter having a nonchalant conversation over there by The Garden Of The Fallen, aren't they perfect? I laughed.
"What I'm saying is, Moses. Moses is the answer to your question."
He touched my shoulder and walked past me.
"You know you don't have to talk in parables right? We're related!' I shouted after him. I could see his figure disappearing as he walked towards Judgment gate again, and ran to catch up with him.
He looked to his side, "Judith," he was serious now, "according to scriptures, the Son and Daughter of man is to suffer greatly to pave way for new human life. Do not be afraid, just remember, if the world hates you; remember it has hated me first." We stopped in front of Judgment Gate where St, Peter scanned The Book for entering souls.
When he raised his face and saw us he fluttered his wings and smiled.
"Hello Peter." Brother and I said at the same time.
The gate opened wide and Brother kissed both cheeks before he sent me out of Heaven towards Earth.