Disclaimer: Judas, Jesus, Mary, Simon, Peter, Pilate,
Herod, Caiaphas, and Annas don`t belong to me.
Actually not even God, Luzifer and Asrael are my
invention.
The disciples watch the holy spirit talk to the woman. From time to time she frowns, smirks, and raises one eyebrow or two. Finally the lesson ends and she walks towards the group. Silently she looks at each man, shaking her head in disbelief.
„Okay," she sais. „He told me the story," she points back to the holy spirit who sits down on the comfortable chair next to God, both watching what happens on stage. Olivia continues. „Not that the story`s totally unknown to me; however he told me, that I am supposed to play Mary."
„But..." Jacobus starts and is immediately interrupted by Olivia.
„Yes, I know." She sighs. „I`m Mary Magdalene. Sure."
„So you are Peter?" she looks at Peter. „Well, aren`t you the door opener of the almighty? What if someone`s knocking on heaven`s door now?"
A concerned frown grows on God`s forehead and with an imperious gesture he sends the Holy Spirit away, who unwillingly dissolves in a mumbling cloud.
„And you are Simon, the weapon`s maniac?" she walks over to Simon, who hecticly tries to hide a knife behind his back. Her glance meets Jacobus. „And you are? I`m sorry I don`t think I`ve ever heard of you." Jacobus` smile disappears, he seems to get smaller than he naturally is, his shoulders sink down and he looks shyly to the ground.
„He`s been the youngest disciple and probably the only one who understood what I`ve been trying to say." Jesus approaches them. „At least he didn`t denied me, he didn`t tried to put up a war with the Romans every time I turned my back on him." He stares at Simon who replies his glance with the innocence of an axemurder. „But we had a chance. We could have won. We could have erased this scum from the face of earth. We could have extinguished this unspeakable language, could have spared myriads of pupils this horror." His blue eyes gleam with excitement and triumph. „And in the end we won. Your way has been much more destroying than every weapon could ever be. Ha! Where are the Romans now? Who speaks this poor substitue of a language now? Noone. Almost all places of the world have been freed from the evil that is Latin, all except one country, where it`s still used as an instrument to torture poor innocent children." He seems to notice Jesus for the first time since he started his speech. A pleading expression appears in his eyes. „Could we go to Germany? We could bring them your message of love and peace, Jesus, it will shatter them completely."
Olivia`s eyes get big, she steps backwards, till she almost touches Judas` shoulder and whispers to him: „Is he dangerous?"
Judas smirks. „Not really."
Jesus shoots Simon a contemptuous glance and turns to Judas and Oliva. „And furthermore" he continues accusingly. „Jacobus never ran to the priests to betray me and get me crucified."
Judas rolls his eyes. „Oh Jesus, it was funny the first time you said it, but after 2 000 years of repeating the same old phrase, it starts losing effect. Oh my, you KNEW what would happen, you`re the son of God after all. Don`t tell me it has been such a big surprise ."
Jesus steps closer towards Judas, murderous fury glittering in his eyes. Judas raises his hands smirking ironically. „What are you gonna do now, sweet Jesus, bringer of love and peace and cheesecake?"
Olivia who`s been struggling hard to suppress her giggle, suddenly bursts out in uncontrolled laughter. „This is too muchl." She is gasping. „Oh dear, if I tell this crazy dream anyone,..."
Jesus turns to her, his glance softening immediately and sais seriously: „It`s not a dream, Mary."
Olivia sets her arms akimbo and looks strictly at the blond guy before her. „I am not Mary Magdalene." Seeing the disappointed expression in his eyes she shrugs her shoulders and sighs. „Okay, once again. I`m ...."
„Olivia. Take a closer look, she hasn`t got the touch of resemblance with Mary. Mary was soft and caring and feminine." Judas` dark eyes sparkle mischieviously.
„Right. I have no resemblance with..." Olivia starts absentminded, then the words get through to her and she swings round to stare into Judas ironical smirk. „Have I not? What does that mean?" She glares at Judas. „I`m not feminine? Just because I don`t get on my knees to worship the floor beyond your feet. Who do you think you are?" She pauses a moment. „Ah, yes, how could I forget? You are the chosen ones, the son of God, his followers, and not to forget the living pattern of every baddie Hollywood created ever since."
Judas raises one eyebrow and smiles amused. „They say, everyone loves a baddie."
Oliva`s smirks ironically. „I`m glad you don`t cling to chliches."
Judas leans forward, cups her chin and looks deeply into a pair of rounded green eyes. „And do you love baddies?" he whispers enticingly.
Something from deep inside growls. Olivia steps backwards taking a startled look around. „What`s that?"
„That means trouble for someone." Jesus gloats at Judas. Judas returns his glance, a broad smile on his face. „I love trouble." He leans forward and kisses Olivia gently on the cheek. Suddenly the floor before the stage hisses, bubbles, cracks and then explodes with a big bang.
Actually not even God, Luzifer and Asrael are my
invention.
The disciples watch the holy spirit talk to the woman. From time to time she frowns, smirks, and raises one eyebrow or two. Finally the lesson ends and she walks towards the group. Silently she looks at each man, shaking her head in disbelief.
„Okay," she sais. „He told me the story," she points back to the holy spirit who sits down on the comfortable chair next to God, both watching what happens on stage. Olivia continues. „Not that the story`s totally unknown to me; however he told me, that I am supposed to play Mary."
„But..." Jacobus starts and is immediately interrupted by Olivia.
„Yes, I know." She sighs. „I`m Mary Magdalene. Sure."
„So you are Peter?" she looks at Peter. „Well, aren`t you the door opener of the almighty? What if someone`s knocking on heaven`s door now?"
A concerned frown grows on God`s forehead and with an imperious gesture he sends the Holy Spirit away, who unwillingly dissolves in a mumbling cloud.
„And you are Simon, the weapon`s maniac?" she walks over to Simon, who hecticly tries to hide a knife behind his back. Her glance meets Jacobus. „And you are? I`m sorry I don`t think I`ve ever heard of you." Jacobus` smile disappears, he seems to get smaller than he naturally is, his shoulders sink down and he looks shyly to the ground.
„He`s been the youngest disciple and probably the only one who understood what I`ve been trying to say." Jesus approaches them. „At least he didn`t denied me, he didn`t tried to put up a war with the Romans every time I turned my back on him." He stares at Simon who replies his glance with the innocence of an axemurder. „But we had a chance. We could have won. We could have erased this scum from the face of earth. We could have extinguished this unspeakable language, could have spared myriads of pupils this horror." His blue eyes gleam with excitement and triumph. „And in the end we won. Your way has been much more destroying than every weapon could ever be. Ha! Where are the Romans now? Who speaks this poor substitue of a language now? Noone. Almost all places of the world have been freed from the evil that is Latin, all except one country, where it`s still used as an instrument to torture poor innocent children." He seems to notice Jesus for the first time since he started his speech. A pleading expression appears in his eyes. „Could we go to Germany? We could bring them your message of love and peace, Jesus, it will shatter them completely."
Olivia`s eyes get big, she steps backwards, till she almost touches Judas` shoulder and whispers to him: „Is he dangerous?"
Judas smirks. „Not really."
Jesus shoots Simon a contemptuous glance and turns to Judas and Oliva. „And furthermore" he continues accusingly. „Jacobus never ran to the priests to betray me and get me crucified."
Judas rolls his eyes. „Oh Jesus, it was funny the first time you said it, but after 2 000 years of repeating the same old phrase, it starts losing effect. Oh my, you KNEW what would happen, you`re the son of God after all. Don`t tell me it has been such a big surprise ."
Jesus steps closer towards Judas, murderous fury glittering in his eyes. Judas raises his hands smirking ironically. „What are you gonna do now, sweet Jesus, bringer of love and peace and cheesecake?"
Olivia who`s been struggling hard to suppress her giggle, suddenly bursts out in uncontrolled laughter. „This is too muchl." She is gasping. „Oh dear, if I tell this crazy dream anyone,..."
Jesus turns to her, his glance softening immediately and sais seriously: „It`s not a dream, Mary."
Olivia sets her arms akimbo and looks strictly at the blond guy before her. „I am not Mary Magdalene." Seeing the disappointed expression in his eyes she shrugs her shoulders and sighs. „Okay, once again. I`m ...."
„Olivia. Take a closer look, she hasn`t got the touch of resemblance with Mary. Mary was soft and caring and feminine." Judas` dark eyes sparkle mischieviously.
„Right. I have no resemblance with..." Olivia starts absentminded, then the words get through to her and she swings round to stare into Judas ironical smirk. „Have I not? What does that mean?" She glares at Judas. „I`m not feminine? Just because I don`t get on my knees to worship the floor beyond your feet. Who do you think you are?" She pauses a moment. „Ah, yes, how could I forget? You are the chosen ones, the son of God, his followers, and not to forget the living pattern of every baddie Hollywood created ever since."
Judas raises one eyebrow and smiles amused. „They say, everyone loves a baddie."
Oliva`s smirks ironically. „I`m glad you don`t cling to chliches."
Judas leans forward, cups her chin and looks deeply into a pair of rounded green eyes. „And do you love baddies?" he whispers enticingly.
Something from deep inside growls. Olivia steps backwards taking a startled look around. „What`s that?"
„That means trouble for someone." Jesus gloats at Judas. Judas returns his glance, a broad smile on his face. „I love trouble." He leans forward and kisses Olivia gently on the cheek. Suddenly the floor before the stage hisses, bubbles, cracks and then explodes with a big bang.