Warnings: As usual, slightly disturbing material, a possibility of a few people not liking what's going on here, and the warning of a very intense chapter. (gulp) So in other words, be prepared!

Disclaimer: Same as the one in the previous chapter, except, once again, you might want to change the character. :)

A/N: I owe a billion thanks to my reviewers, so I shall GIVE you a billion thanks! Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou…etc.

Murder Confession

"Have a seat."

A look of guilt. Uncertainty. Nervousness.

The poor stool creaked yet again as something else sat down upon it…although the little wooden thing realized with slight confusion that the figure on top of it was not exactly sitting in the same way that the other ones had. It was sitting…well, kind of like a frog or something…

The priest sat down in his own chair behind the door, smoothing his robes and folding his hands dutifully as he prepared for another confession (he was quite used to this now, of course), clearing his mind as he always did beforehand, and then turned his head to look out the small, decorated window and see whom was confessing this time.

And what he saw made every single remaining white hair on his head stand up on end.

Sitting outside was…well, what many of the children from Sunday School would probably call an "alien". But to him, well, all he could say was that this new creature was definitely not human. It had grayish-blue skin, huge eyes, hardly any hair on its head, ugly features through-and-through…and if this was a prank being played, well, the priest was officially not liking it.

But then again, this thing at least looked sincere enough to want to confess something, so the poor old man quickly gathered himself together as best he could, and in the calmest voice he could muster, he spoke in a surprisingly controlled tone: "Begin."

"Blessses usss Father, for we have sinned…" The strange form spoke in a hissy, almost strangled voice that made the priest jump just slightly in his seat. "We bringsss the sinses of murder before the Shiny One…"

One of the white eyebrows on the priest's face went up at that revelation, not exactly pleased to hear that this strange creature was talking about such a thing as murder, as normally in his country, anyone who committed murder deserved to die – but then again, perhaps that law only applied to humans… "Murder?" He finally asked after a moment, bringing himself together yet again. "Are you saying you have…killed someone, my child?"

"We isss not Holy Man'sss childses!"

"Very well, then. Now, have you killed anyone?"

"…not yet."

Now faintly relieved, the priest reclined in his seat just slightly, but continued to look out the window into the very large orbish eyes outside. "And what brings this desire to do away with a life to your heart, Smeagol?" He asked with a much more definate tone to his voice now. "Is it anger? Jealousy?"

"Both." Smeagol responded in the same croaky, hissy voice as before, except now with more guilt in his tone than ever. He shifted slightly on the stool he was perched upon, glancing around the church nervously as he continued to speak. "M-Massster has been tricksssy…but we doesssn't want to kill him!"

"You don't?" The priest asked, now slightly confused. "Well then, why will you do such a terrible thing if you do not want to do it?"

At this, Smeagol's eyes turned fearful, and his hands gripped the edge of the stool with a great deal more force than before. "B-because…he wantsss Smeagol to do it…" He said in a slightly hollow tone. "He…tellsss Smeagol to do it…"

"Who tells you this?" The priest asked. "Your master?"

"No, no, musssn't speak his nameses, precious!" Smeagol immediately said, looking very disturbed as his huge eyes flitted briefly to the window. "H-he tellsss Smeagol not to come here…not to speak to Holy Man! He tellsss Smeagol to take Massster to Her! But we doessn't want to do it, precious!"

'Precious?' The priest thought, not understanding why in the world this word was being used the way it was, but now suspecting that if these creature wasn't human, it definitely had some mental issues. "Then why don't you just tell…him…that you will not do it?"

"He will make Smeagol do it anywayses!" Smeagol said, turning his gigantic eyes back on the priest with desperation now lingering in them. "He is very tricksssy! Musn't know Smeagol came here! Musn't ever know!"

The priest was silent for a few moments. He honestly could not say anything. To be truthful, he was rather considering calling the police at the moment, but he decided to wait until he was very certain that he could not help this poor creature…although he knew the chances of that were very slim, judging from the way he was talking. He would definitely pray for this one later… "Then do not tell him, my child. Tell your Master about what he says, so he may be prepared as well. Take any measures you wish, but be sure to take your troubles and fears to the Lord as well. He will see you through this, and be sure to pray for wisdom and discernment. Both you will need for this, so go now and talk to him."

Smeagol watched him silently as he spoke, his face now looking utterly hopeless before he heaved a long, almost insect-like sigh, and began to get up off the stool while the priest sat back once again, and finally let himself relax after that slightly odd conversation…

And in the end, his relaxation did not last very long, as suddenly and completely without warning, a sickening, furious shriek came from the figure on the stool, and he suddenly found himself nose-to-nose with a newly-faced Smeagol that had now pressed his face against the window and right at the priests. "NASSTTY HOLY MAN! DESSSTROYING USSS PRECIOUS! TALKING TO SMEAAAAGOOL PRECIOUS! KILL HIM! KILL HIM!" And with these wild words, the priest received the shock of his life when the creature suddenly reached forward, taking hold of the wooden designs on the window and starting to rip them off with such force that they splintered all over the place. "KILL HIM!"

"AAAHHH!" The priest yelled, now officially certain that his life was in mortal danger as he leapt off of his seat and made a run for the exit of the small room as quickly as he could, turning the door handle with a violently trembling hand and ripping it open…only to see with mounting horror the same creature coming scrambling across the floor outside right toward him, still shrieking the horrific words that it had been before. "Oh, Lord JESUS PRESERVE ME!" Slamming the door closed and bolting it with whatever he could find – his chair, candle extinquishers, curtain rods, whatever he could get ahold of. "Be gone, evil spirit!"

"WE ISSS NOT EVIL SPIRITSESS!" The maddened creature outside screeched, pounding on the door with such a force that the curtain rod was already bending. "MUSST KILL HOLY MAN! CANNOT WARN TRICKSSSY HOBBITSESS! KILL HIM!"

"NOO!" The priest wailed, looking around desperately for another exit of any kind, crossing himself over and over again as he did so…but after a few moments of doing this and not finding any escape whatsoever, he did the next most reasonable thing for a man of his age to do…

And fell right over in a dead faint.

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All right, there's chapter 4! See why I stuck that warning up there in the beginning? (nervous chuckle) That poor priest…I'm not being very nice to him, am I? But thanks SO much to Kabuki733701 for the idea of Smeagol/Gollum! As you can see I wasn't kidding when I said that that particular creature wouldn't bode well for our priestly friend, but it was a great idea nonetheless!

Review Responses

Lina-Baggins: Yes, my friend, you may indeed be crowned queen of plot bunnies! I'm sorry I couldn't use one of your plotbunnies this time, but Gollum just had to be done! Pretty good idea actually, if you think about it…but I am definitely taking yours into consideration. See if I can't get another chappie up here at one time or another…my schedule has been so odd lately though, it's hard to tell when update times will be. So just bare with me, mellon nin! (hugs) Thanks for reviewing!

Kabuki733701: Ahh, and here is the triumphant one! (applauds wildly along with the crowd behind her) Thank you SOOO much for the idea Kab! And guess what? It's up on screen! Gollum was actually a pretty fun idea…not that it did very well for our priest, as I'm guessing he'll have to spend a few weeks in the hospital before he's ready to do any more listening…but I'll try to break him out before then, if possible. :) Thanks again, and thank you for reviewing!