Chapter 4: Sanctuary
A/N: I've been getting extremely hungry, sleepy and sorta sad all the time as of late. My mom says this is what the late fall and winter does to people. Hmmm... Maybe this means I'm secretly means I'm a bear and I need to hibernate... Hmm.. going to sleep and waking up when Spring comes around does not sound too bad. I hate cold, I also don't really like it when people post fanfiction about the bible... Anyway, enough of my drabble on with the story (what you all came here for).
You were running as fast as you could to the church to claim Sanctuary. You apparently weren't running fast enough because you could hear a mob chasing after you. 'Damn it, he could get a mob together that quickly?' you thought as you turned a corner.
When you turned, you saw the church. You ran to it like a kid runs for the ice cream truck. You made it up the stairs and made it into the door. As you closed the door, but as you did so, you saw the mob just inches from the steps. When you shut the door you ran to the altar, and got behind it. The mob soon came in.
"SANCTUARY! I CLAIM SANCTUARY IN THIS CHURCH!" You screamed putting your hands out in front of you. When the majority of the mob heard that statement they stopped. Serge and Suzette still dared to approach you.
"Sanctuary? You honestly are going to claim sanctuary in a church little Jew?" Serge asked laughing.
"I have the right to asylum." You replied firmly. You then felt the baby kick for the first time. You placed one of your hands down to feel your bump.
"It's up to the priest to decide if you have sanctuary or not." Suzette said. She then went out back to get the priest. She came back with an elderly man who looked startled.
"Serge, what is it? What is all this noise?" he asked noticing the mob that had crowded in his sanctuary.
"Father Bruno, this woman behind your altar is a concubine of Loki. She is carrying his child plus she wants to sanctuary in this church when she is a Jew!" Serge said in an outraged tone.
"I can see why she would need sanctuary." The elderly priest replied in an exasperated tone.
"We can't have a whore living in our city. This traitor to humanity and her spawn need to die. They have no place in our world!" Serge declared. The mob agreed with him. You turned to the priest and got on your knees and gripped the priest's robes.
"Please father! Please grant my child and I sanctuary!" You said tears flowing down your face. You buried your face in the holy man's robes.
"Young lady, get up." The priest said in a kind voice holding out his hand to you. You took his hand and stood up.
"Well, what is your decision?" Suzette asked.
"I am granting the young lady and her child sanctuary." the priest said. The mob then began to talk amongst themselves, they were not happy with the priest's decision.
"Father you can't be serious." Suzette asked. She was truly shocked.
"I am serious Suzette. Now I would like all who came here with violence in their hearts to leave this Parrish and repent. One who wishes death on an innocent and her child have sinned against the lord. You all ought to be ashamed of yourselves." Father Bruno replied sternly to the mob. When the priest said this everyone filed out. Guilt on their faces, but they were only guilty because they had been caught.
"By tomorrow, we want you and the harlot out of Colmar, or we will murder you both." Serge replied darkly.
"Fine we will leave. We wouldn't want to be around the likes you anyway." Father Bruno replied. Once Serge left, you hugged the priest.
"Thank you sir!" You said appreciatively.
"It was no trouble for me my dear. Now, where do we go from here? If we are not gone by tomorrow, then we are dead!" the priest said hugging you back and letting you go.
"Let's go to Frankfurt. I have a friend there." you replied.
"Well then, Frankfurt it is." Father Bruno said with a smile.
A/N: Happy Thanksgiving you guys!