Sean's been bugging me to work on this and he finally got to me, which isn't easy to do. Anyway. I finally realized that I have to get to work on my things, so here you go. You all miss me? I bet you did.

This part has to deal with religion. Not so much, I already have your world's military and scientists on me, I don't want to have to deal with religious attacks either…..then again isn't really human religion. Ah forget that. This is mainly setting up something that happens to me later on. Something I actually didn't expect really…

Otherwise, enjoy. You guys haven't seen me for awhile, so I'm expecting a welcomed return….What? It's been hot this summer I'm not handling it too well!

Chapter 20 Between Laws and Lords

Ahh…the weekend.

Those two days we all know and love. Nothing but watching T.V., turning on your consol for gaming, doing whatever sports you think your good at. And for me…..well….it meant…heh….sleeping in.

There I was, laying right on the bed, completely dead tired. Honestly, I felt like I had a thought night if you know what I mean. Yesterday went by pretty normal, so nothing to talk about.

I guess it was around eleven before the door opened. I didn't want to get up, not seeming to have had a reason to. But, like always, I was wrong.

"Wake up!".

I gave a moan that could easily be mistaken for a "no". Did I mention I wasn't fully awake? Because before I knew it, my back scales were pulled back, me along with them. I found myself in the air in front of my bed, Bellfree's head to my back.

"What did you say?". I regretted. "I…didn't say anything" I replied, still not awake and slightly annoyed by the stupid question. She let go of me, letting my feet touch the ground again. I felt like a skeleton with no scales…….well….then again I wasn't far from one.

She started for the door with me turning around, opening it, and standing there. I didn't get it. She turned back to me. "Now listen….Mr. Wilcock'll be here in a few minutes which means in a few minutes YOU'LL be out my sight…".

Practically, I didn't care. I just wanted to end whatever she wanted as soon as possible. I just wanted my sleep and "right" life back. Wait….what did she say?

"What?". "Norman Wilcock!". "Norman…..Wait…Norman!". Oh right. The inspector. "Oh…him" I mumbled, trying to not let her hear. "Right…now.…you get out and wait till he leaves…I might consider doing something if you do what I say…". I didn't know what she was promising, I guess threats were more of Dilfert and rewards, as little as they are, were for Bellfree. Personally, I didn't care.

"Where am I suppose to go till then?" I asked. Last time, it was the store in town, but I had some trouble there before, rather not mention.

"I don't know! Slither around….get on the roof….turn invisible for all I care!" she yelled, heading out. It was an insult, and even now it's still one.

(NS)

I found myself outside a few moments later, heading down the path to the sidewalk. I know the treatment. It was cold outside, which was quickly becoming a problem. Not to mention I needed somewhere to hide when Norman came.

Getting on the side walk, I looked around. Well….the church….a few houses….I know the school's too far off, then again like I'd go there. The houses wouldn't work, and the church seemed neutral. I stood there, my fronds rustling by the wind. I thought about heading over. It was a public church after all, and I did only need to stay for a few minutes. And besides, not that far away and it wasn't Sunday. Honestly, I was having a battle here. I was not a religious monster, and I still am not.

Still…

I started over. "(It's just a few minutes, if they ask you anything, just say you came in to warm up…)" I assured myself.

I stopped at the sidewalk in front of it. The building looked like your human world Baroque style. The church was lengthened by twenty one feet and a gable topped by a bellcote added to the west end. Rear and side galleries reached by an outer double stairwell on either side of the porch. Sorry…that's….all I could remember.

I gulped, which I always did when I was nervous or I sensed a bad omen, standing in front of the door. In case you all don't know, well…actually do know, most of my kind in religious fields are…well…lets just say not respected. You've heard that in nearly every single piece of religious tales, snakes, dragons(Even though they are said to be extinct)….ugh monsters like me…..are considered "evil". I'll…stop right there. Heh heh. Don't want to get into any trouble….I already have plenty of it….

(NS)

The inside of the place was wide and well….kinda hollow. Of course, at first, I was peeking through the door. My hands keeping the door steady as my head was in charge of scouting. Not noticing any hostile movement, you can imagine that a reptile head peeking into anything is just asking for trouble, I slowly fully entered, getting on all right at first, letting the door close.

The floor was black and white marble. There were several hand carved pillars holding up arcs and over hanging architecture. As with most churches, there were several wooden carved benches lining the middle of the room. I noticed they, like everything else, were reflected on the marble. There were several candle sticks, each with three. The place didn't seem to have anything modern. It was old and slightly decaying, probably the feeling alone was what made people come here.

I was lucky. No one heard me step in and…nobody was here. I guess it was because it was early and wasn't Sunday.

Heading between the several rows of benches, I began getting this feeling that something was behind me. I guess it's because of how quiet it was. The place was eerie. It had an old charm to it. Rare. We, unlike you humans, have little in the know-how of anything old. What I mean is, places like this are hard to find. Too bad….

As I stepped closer to the podium, or whatever you call it, I felt sort of "awing" at the designs. I admired design in case your wondering. Why do you think I made the Extractor the way it was? But my attention was on the stained glass ahead, near the ceiling. One of those circles in the middle with rays like sun coming from it. It was beautiful.

As I starred, I began to feel something. This place was ancient. A sort of monument to the past. The stones, the carvings, the candle lighting. I don't know….I felt….different. I can't quiet explain it. I guess my interest in the past I guess. Maybe it mainly has to do with that eerie feeling. I still don't understand what it was like. For some reason, it didn't have to do with anything religious. It had something to do with the place itself. A place that was still standing with the world evolving around it.

For that moment, feeling myself as if I was in the past. I was starting to feel as if everything that was being taught to me was a lie. That…that anything about the past everything….everything about humans that had been told to me was a lie. Humans? Where did that come from?

I shook my head, reverting to what was going on. I was feeling itchy all over, as if each one of my scales had come down with it's own sickness. But the feeling of this place was quickly numbing it.

I…..began to feel…..important. Important? Was I? Hmm…..wait a minute…did. No…I didn't did I….did I just hear a scream?

I quickly turned my head about, looking around. No…there wasn't anything there. I held my head with a hand, trying to think of just what happened. I….heard it in my head? What was wrong with me?

"HEY!".

I turned back around the podium. There was a door I hadn't seen that led father back into the church. Standing there, complete preacher outfit, was a yellow and light green hued tentacle type. He could be said as Charles Snitch's father, but I assure you, he wasn't.

Now, from the little knowledge I have, priests aren't violent, in physical or speech. Heh, guess speech doesn't count does it?
"HOW DARE YOU ENTER THIS HOUSE!" he yelled. I kept my plan and just explained. "I was just coming in to…". "Leave!" he yelled. I thought I had heard someone else, but I was already backing away from him. "S….Sorry….nobody was here and…" I started. Boy….I DID sound like Fungus.

He approached me slowly, still angry. "No vile beast from heck will ever be allowed in the sanctuary of the church! Leave serpent of evil!" he yelled. Now honestly. If I were me now, I would have socked him in the face, no matter who he was….well….that's if my anger got the best of me heh heh….

"No creature with a scale upon their chest shall not enter!" he yelled. That was it for me. I turned and ran off. He kept shouting, even when I opened the door and looked back. Someone else had come out but I couldn't tell who it was, but he looked very old. He lowered the raised tentacle of the shouter, as if stopping him. Wait a minute, stopping him?

I heard someone shout "Wait!", but was already out.

I might not get another update for awhile so Sean'll have to hold you till then. Anyway. I might get another part in before moving on to holidays and special events and things like that. So in meantime, wait. Yeah sure. I'm impatient too, but heck…it's summer ha!