Jacob left Eve with the two intimidating men at the podium and positioned himself behind the supposed groom. The women from earlier took Eve's flowers and stood behind her with an overjoyed smile. All the blood had drained from her body and her entire being felt like it had been stripped of any strength she once possessed. Eve's fingers trembled as the stranger in front took her hands in his, joining them together in this twisted wedding ceremony. Pulling away almost seemed impossible as her stone-cold digits were engulfed into the warm cocoon of his own. He did not speak, just smiled back down at her scared face before moving his attention up to The Father.
"Welcome my children to this blessed day. Today, in front of our Lord, we bring together two of the chosen. He has deemed them worthy to carry our great legacy. What God gives, no man, can take away" the preacher continued to ramble, but Eve had stopped listening as her breathing became Labored.
Taking a risk, she peeked through her lashes at her groom to be, assessing his tidy outfit. He wore a lot of blue and brown with his collared shirt unbuttoned enough that some tattoos and scares were visible on his toned chest. Eve assumed they were battle scares if what she had been through was any indication of how they recruited unsuspecting prey. But the thing that struck her was his clear blue eyes. Eve's vision was much clearer now that she wasn't completely submerged in that 'Bliss' drug and in any other situation she would have considered him handsome. At the current moment though, she felt his striking masculinity was closing in all around her threatening to smother her all over again. Crushing the air and weighing her down. All four of the people surrounding her were Fairly attractive if she thought about it, even if they were crazy, but that was the kicker. Psychopaths were even more dangerous if they had the right temptation to lure in their victim. Suddenly, all eyes were on her.
"I do," the blue-eyed man said looking straight into her soul, daring her to deny him. Eve should have been paying closer attention, but she still felt the dizzying effects of the Bliss bullets. The substance seemed to cause inattention and an illogical state of mind.
"And do you, Evelyn Mary Porter take this man John Timothy Seed to be your lawfully wedded husband? To cherish and honor? To trust, pray and obey till death do you part?" It was no surprise The Father knew her name, but it still rattled Eve to her core. His green eyes peered through the yellow lens with something akin to an undeniable faith. He knew she had no choice in her answer if her life was on the line.
The tears were starting up again and she could feel the camera zoomed in on her intently. Did she dare challenge them here? The Father smiled down at her patiently, but Jacob made a show of arms behind her soon to be groom, cocking his gun threateningly. Holding a hand up, the Father sent a firm look to Jacob which stilled his movements. The so-called John squeezed her fingers gently bringing her back to him.
"I… I do" she managed in a small voice. The content smirk John gave her turned her blood cold, he was pleased by her submission and it caused a strange feeling to rise in her gut. Like butterflies taking wing, they fluttered helplessly around in the trapped confines of their poisonous prison.
The Father continued with the ceremony, "In the eyes of the Lord, I now pronounce you husband and wife" he boomed over the mass. "You may kiss the bride."
Eve wasn't expecting it, although she should have been, given it was just announced. John pulled her forward forcefully and crashed their lips together. Holding her in place with his strong hands and tilting her head for better access. An explosion of passion erupted inside of Eve with his soft lips against hers. It was demanding but not aggressive, not that she had much experience with kissing. Being daughter to the man that ran the country often made guy's head for the hills. Eve's fingers twitched in the hopes of doing something but for the life of her, she couldn't bring her arms up to push him away. What her hands did instead scared Eve more than all the previous trauma, against her better judgment her fingers came up to grip his shirt pulling him closer. Maybe it was the drugs still, surely it wasn't her body reacting on pure carnal desire. This wasn't how it was meant to be, she was meant to be escaping not hungrily returning John's kiss.
All to soon it had ended, and John was the one to pull away. Eve could hear the applause of the strangers around her as the pretty women behind her pulled her in for a hug.
"Welcome to the family, I'm Faith" she handed the bouquet of flowers back to Eve. "We have been waiting for you for such a long time. The Father foresaw your arrival and I'm so happy to finally have my sister here," Faiths delicate hands came to fold a stray strand of hair behind Eve's ear, "You were the perfect choice."
Behind, Eve could hear the Father talking to her new husband. "Take care of this one John, Eve is our beacon of hope. She will offer enlightenment to those that seek to destroy us" His hands lay on either side of John's shoulders weighing him down with the expectations of the cult. "The end is coming, and we will be prepared."
"Yes Joseph" He replied obediently to The Father.
The rest of the day seemed to blur into one, with green dust and smoke. Eve wasn't sure what occurred, but she was fully alert by the time John led her into a quaint little house on a rise in the late hours after sunset.
Note- I do not own Far cry
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I hope all you lucky people got to see the new short film that just came out, I am extremely envious as it isn't available in my country :(