Halfway Between Heaven and Hell
"With thou giver of my word as thy word as thy vessel. Mine child shall be conceived in the womb of an Unbeliever... And He shall rise up and smite the unholy of this world..."
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Joseph had been elected as the new leader of the Unbelievers. He had been the oldest next to Rebekah, he being 13 and Rebekah being 15. Moses, 14 and Abraham, 13 would of been better choices, but they had been killed on the night of Rebekah's capture. Moses' body had removed from the steps of the house and thrown into the cornfield to join the other bodies of the dead Unbelievers, Abraham, Jonah, 11 and Naomi, 9, and among three or four of the followers of He.
Joseph sat on the couch with the rest of the older 'Unbeliever' children. They sat on the couch or floor, holding their weapons or resting them in their laps.
"We have to find a way to rescue Becky." Joseph began and silence fell over the room.
"How are we gonna do that?" A 9-year-old girl named Anna with dark chocolate-colored hair and bright hazel eyes, asked from her place at Joseph's feet.
"I..." Joseph started but was interrupted,
"What if she's already dead?" A 12-year old boy, Noah argued. Jet-black curly hair swept over his dark eyes, as he sat on the arm of the couch, gripping his sickle. "What if she's already been sacrificed to Him?"
"I don't think she is," said a 10-year old girl called Esther, quietly, seated beside Joseph. She sat hugging her knees and kept flicking her head about as wild strands of light brown hair fell down over her face, "Remember what Isaac said. It sounded like they wanted her for something or they would of just killed her."
There was a murmur of agreement in the crowd and Joseph smiled at Esther who blushed slightly.
"We could sneak in," suggested Benjamin, a pale gangly 11-year old boy with freckles and red hair. "Wait until they're sleeping or something and rescue her."
"They're not stupid. They'd have a guard." Joseph said. "Probably Malachi."
There was a wave of fearful whispers.
"That's suicide." an 11-year old boy with brown hair and dull green eyes named Elijah spoke up finally.
"I'm not afraid of Malachi!" Noah cried out, dark eyes flashing as he waved his sickle, "I'll do it!"
It had been Malachi who had slaughtered Noah's mother and father. Noah had been looking for vengeance...
"All right. Who else?" Joseph asked.
"Me." Esther raised her hand. It was trembling slightly. Joseph nodded at her,
"Good, who else?"
"I'll go." Benjamin said, raising his hand.
"Me too." A 12-year old boy called David also raised his hand.
"I want to come..." Joseph recognized the familiar voice and looked over to see Job and Sarah on the stairs. "I want to come." Job repeated.
"You're too young, Job." Joseph told him.
"But I want to help Becky!" Job argued.
"Job, you're still too young to go with us." Esther told him gently.
"But Becky..." Job began,
"Go back to bed, Job." Joseph told him. Job stared at him a moment before turning and began walking back upstairs. Sarah stayed where she was and Job stopped when he realized she wasn't following him.
"What's the matter, Sarah?" Esther asked.
"I miss Becky. She said she was coming back." Sarah said as she walked downstairs and across the room to Esther. She was holding something in her hand and handed it to Sarah.
It was a folded piece of paper. Esther opened it...
It was one of Sarah's drawings.
A blonde-haired girl in a dark blue dress stood in the cornfields at night and in the full moon...
She was crying...
"She better come home soon." Sarah said...
"With thou giver of my word as thy word as thy vessel. Mine child shall be conceived in the womb of an Unbeliever... And He shall rise up and smite the unholy of this world..."
~
Joseph had been elected as the new leader of the Unbelievers. He had been the oldest next to Rebekah, he being 13 and Rebekah being 15. Moses, 14 and Abraham, 13 would of been better choices, but they had been killed on the night of Rebekah's capture. Moses' body had removed from the steps of the house and thrown into the cornfield to join the other bodies of the dead Unbelievers, Abraham, Jonah, 11 and Naomi, 9, and among three or four of the followers of He.
Joseph sat on the couch with the rest of the older 'Unbeliever' children. They sat on the couch or floor, holding their weapons or resting them in their laps.
"We have to find a way to rescue Becky." Joseph began and silence fell over the room.
"How are we gonna do that?" A 9-year-old girl named Anna with dark chocolate-colored hair and bright hazel eyes, asked from her place at Joseph's feet.
"I..." Joseph started but was interrupted,
"What if she's already dead?" A 12-year old boy, Noah argued. Jet-black curly hair swept over his dark eyes, as he sat on the arm of the couch, gripping his sickle. "What if she's already been sacrificed to Him?"
"I don't think she is," said a 10-year old girl called Esther, quietly, seated beside Joseph. She sat hugging her knees and kept flicking her head about as wild strands of light brown hair fell down over her face, "Remember what Isaac said. It sounded like they wanted her for something or they would of just killed her."
There was a murmur of agreement in the crowd and Joseph smiled at Esther who blushed slightly.
"We could sneak in," suggested Benjamin, a pale gangly 11-year old boy with freckles and red hair. "Wait until they're sleeping or something and rescue her."
"They're not stupid. They'd have a guard." Joseph said. "Probably Malachi."
There was a wave of fearful whispers.
"That's suicide." an 11-year old boy with brown hair and dull green eyes named Elijah spoke up finally.
"I'm not afraid of Malachi!" Noah cried out, dark eyes flashing as he waved his sickle, "I'll do it!"
It had been Malachi who had slaughtered Noah's mother and father. Noah had been looking for vengeance...
"All right. Who else?" Joseph asked.
"Me." Esther raised her hand. It was trembling slightly. Joseph nodded at her,
"Good, who else?"
"I'll go." Benjamin said, raising his hand.
"Me too." A 12-year old boy called David also raised his hand.
"I want to come..." Joseph recognized the familiar voice and looked over to see Job and Sarah on the stairs. "I want to come." Job repeated.
"You're too young, Job." Joseph told him.
"But I want to help Becky!" Job argued.
"Job, you're still too young to go with us." Esther told him gently.
"But Becky..." Job began,
"Go back to bed, Job." Joseph told him. Job stared at him a moment before turning and began walking back upstairs. Sarah stayed where she was and Job stopped when he realized she wasn't following him.
"What's the matter, Sarah?" Esther asked.
"I miss Becky. She said she was coming back." Sarah said as she walked downstairs and across the room to Esther. She was holding something in her hand and handed it to Sarah.
It was a folded piece of paper. Esther opened it...
It was one of Sarah's drawings.
A blonde-haired girl in a dark blue dress stood in the cornfields at night and in the full moon...
She was crying...
"She better come home soon." Sarah said...