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Saints or Martyrs?	By : cheryl64 Category: 1 through F > Boondock Saints Views: 1433 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Lilith, you know they are saints. Why would you continue down this path?” Apophos asked. As he added a sugar cube to his tea. The small diner had quickly empied of patrons leaving the terrified staff to deal with two demons sipping on tea in a booth near the window.
“Because they are saints!” Do you know how many times a saint has been made to turn?” Liltih asked leaning forward. “Do you?”
Apophos shook his head. “Of course I do, as does every other demon. We all know you turned Judas Iscariot and got him to betray the divine one. As I recall Lucifer was quite pissed about that. Had you left well enough alone, Christ would have died an old man in his sleep instead of martyred on a cross.”
“If you think the Creator wouldn't have found a way to make that happen anyhow, you're just as delusional as Lucifer.” Lilith said.
“Really Lil? Tell me where is you precious Judas right now? Have you seen him since he put that rope around his neck and ended his human existence?” Apophos leaned back in the booth. “Of course you haven't, because God raised him up among the Saints. The creator forgave him the suicide and the betrayal because it was a part of God's Plan and you made it happen.”
Apophos threw some money on the table. “You vanity is as great as Lucifer's. I won't help you. You know the rules they operate by. If you are determined to have both Lucifer and the Creator on your ass it's simple. Stick to female compatriots, if you can find any just as self destructive as you are that is.”
*****
Smecker leaned back in his seat high over the Atlantic. The information the Pope had given him was astounding. Geneologies and the translation of some texts not included in the Bible. He was still in shock. Connor and Murphy were honest to god saints, descended from Judas Iscariot on their father's side and from King David on their mother's.
But there were other other names in the geneologies, including his own. Not saints but descended from bloodlines that produce saints. It was a lot to take in never mind keep to yourself. Then the bombshell. The pope gave him a list of names of other saints descended from Judas who were doing the same thing that the boys were doing. In the US, Canada, Somalia, Russia, Columbia Costa Rica. The list was enormous and Smecker was now in charge of contacting all of them and consolidating their efforts. Assisting them in carrying out their missions. The descendents of Judas Iscariot had free run to kill all the evil people they came across. As long as they did not kill innocents, they enjoyed a state of 'perpetual' forgiveness. It was the reward Judas had earned for betraying Christ.
*****
Murphy was healing well. The cuts on his back and the spot on his arm were completely healed and Smecker's doctor friend had said just don't over do it with the arm. Physically he was fine, but Connor worried about what was going on in Murph's brain. This somber quiet Murphy worried him. Murphy was like a ray of sunshine always smiling and joking, even in the worst of times, Murphy could find a reason to smile. If Murph had smiled once in the last two weeks Connor would eat his hat.
“Murph let's head down ta Docs for a shot. Ye need ta get out and get yer mind off o things for a bit.” Connor said.
“And wha exactly is it ye think I'm needin ta get me mind off of Connor?” Murphy answered. “The fact that I'm salting a piece of me own skin like a fuckin herring? Or maybe the fact that you still havena gotten it through that wee pea sizing brain o yers that evil isna limited to grown men?”
“Murph, ye know tha rules. Da drilled it into us.” Connor said pulling two beers out of the fridge. He sat one in front of Murphy and then plopped down across the table from his brother.
“So Da is as infallible as the Almighty now? Jesus Christ Connor! What will it take? One o us bleedin ta death cause you won't open yer fuckin eyes?” Murphy stood up and grabbed his coat. “Or was she just that good in the sack? Do ye think I don't know where ye were? When her friends bashed me over tha head outside o Doc's, ye were off somewhere fuckin tha bitch!”
“Murph...” Connor started but was cut off by the door slamming shut behind his brother.
Connor sat for a few moments battling the guilt Murphy's words had caused before grabbing his coat and following his brother out of the apartment.
*****
Murphy had known Connor was there before his brother knelt at his side. “Ye know I wanted ta get away from ye for a while.” He said.
“I know.” Connor sighed “But I spend as much time on me knees here as ye do. Guess ye didn't want ta get too far away.
I let ye down Murph, just like when ye ran inta Jamie Riordan. Ye needed me at yer side and I wasn't there. “I'm sorry fer that.”
“Aye Conn, I know.” Murphy said. “When I heard yer voice I knew everything would be alright. It didn't matter what hurt because ye would fix it. But it's not fixed.
I keep praying to God ta take away this resentment I'm feeling. I've forgiven ye a hundred times but every time that bitch pops inta my mind, I resent the fact that ye were with her. That ye lowered yeself to bed a demon.
Back at tha apartment when I lashed out at ye, I shouldna have. I know how guilty ye feel. It's like there's somethin standin between us and I don't know how ta make it go away.”
“I know, Murph. I feel it too. Tis like there's something pressin down on our spirits we just can't shake.” Connor turned toward Murphy “I love ye Murph, yer a part o me. Yer in such pain and I don't know how ta fix it. Buy we'll figure it out.”
The two brothers hugged each other before turning back to their prayers kneeling at the feet of the statue of Christ.
*****
“Lucifer.” Apohpos bowed in greeting to the fallen angel. “Thank you for meeting with me. I think you should know that Lilith has not given up on the MacManus brothers. “She is looking for other demons to bring to her side.”
“I am well aware of her actions Apophos.” Lucifer said. “Haven't you heard? They are under my protection. I've sent Aello and Celeano to watch over them. They will live till they are shriveled up old men.”
“You sent the harpies?” Apophos asked.
“Yes but I do need to have a discussion with the ladies. They are going to have to do a better job at hiding their presence or those damned saints are going to end up killing each other.”
“But if they were to murder each other they would automatically be condemned.” Apophos said. “Murder is among the Cardinal Sins!”
“Normally you would be right but the MacManus brothers are of Judas Iscariots line.” Lucifer answered.
“Born into a state of perpetual forgiveness. So no matter what they do they will be forgiven and raised to take their place among the saints.” Apophos nodded. “I can see why you would want to prevent that from happening. The last thing any of us want is the creator adding to the ranks of his army.”
“If Lilith wants to spend her time trying to turn what cannot be turned, let her. I'd rather she concentrate on them than some of the others walking around out there right now. If she were to meddle with the lives of some of the others, there's no telling the damage she could do.” Lucifer said.
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