" kill. Kill. Kill."

Everyone was chanting it. I did nothing but sit silent. With every pair of eyes looking towards Liam. Now a bit louder.

" KILL. Kill. Yes. Yes. Kill. "

Again I did nothing. I was one of the 10 people in this circle of chairs. Here we are in my aunts mansion. In a cleared out room just for this..

"Teach him how. Show him his power."

They even hired their religious guide for this intervention. Well shit i might be at that stage. The box is in the middle but I won't know till it opens. Then yell much louder.

"Kill la. Kill slash kill smash. Block."

Well they call it an intervention but what they call something in this sect of Christianity. Is often far from the real definition. Damn if I can feel they are getting displeased. I'll join this one.

"KILL. La dum. Kill la dum dum. Stare through the beasts eyes"

The religious leader stood. He held his hands up to the sky, "he joins this chant! Give him this chance. Let's see if he can follow gods rhythm and feel the vibrations with us."

Three of my uncle's pull out standing drums. A beat begins. Everyone nods their head with it. We chant," take the sword in hand. "

We all stand with our hands on our knees bent forward. "See the monsters breath ", we each take one giant step with our hands on our knees still. With our right food we close the circle in. " Taste the monsters last." And another step. Alternating feet. All eyes are on me still. They don't pull away. The beat changes.

"KILL " step. " "KILL " step. "[Warrior cry]"

Everyone stands straight up. The religious leader enters the middle of the circle where were hand and hand. He opens the black box up to his torso. The size of a young child.

He holds his hands up. The drums stop. He motions me forward.

"Watch him lord. Watch him almighty. But do not assist. We praise you. We pray to you. We offer this trial to you. He's a sinner."

He makes his raised hands fist. Everyone begins a indefinite scream. I want to clinch my ears but have to remain still.
The leader starts to yell over the screams As he pulls out a sword and hand it to me. "I give him the divine tool. I give him a chance to make it up to you. The world's true christ. Deep in the volcanos in the realm in the mantle. Guarding the portal to our realm. His trial nears. "

I chant with them. "KILL them. The tainted ones. Sacrafise them. Feed the dark aura to Christ. Let him bring out their light and being us life. "

The screams resume. The leader screams over This traitor refused to kill the soiled nonbeliever. Lost Christ. Our true Christ. Lord below in the holy fires. He had no intent to marry. But he still released inside her. He dishonor our Lord Shameful. He must repent. But he is young. 16 years of age. The trial of a second chance. Be orders you amends."

As the screams keep going. I see the leaders head shaking maniacly. I can't hear it but his manic laughter has begun. I scream with them. His manic shaking of his while body continues and I can almost hear the manic laughs. His eyes wide upon. Head is shaking with no sense of sanity the leader stands a foot in front of me. I see the excitement in his eyes. ll other eyes staring at me. Their own blood. The traitor with potential. Stares with anger yet hope.

As he lowers his hands our volume drops with it. When his hands fall the voices stop. The drums stop. We all stop.

The leader let's out a manic laugh. His face shaking with it as he stabs his eye with one of his hands. He pulls one of his eyes out of his head. "Bring them in!"

My two brothers now come from the other room. Holding a set of chains. My secret girlfriend of a year is being dragged with them.. And two girls I don't know under the age of 3.

The leader holding his eye to the sky orders everyone to disband the circle. They all move to the edges of the room. Now whispering among eachother. Yelling freely . "She carries a demon baby!"
"Impure children of a jew." " no an atheist the worst of all." "KILL them." "Their precense make me itch" " Erase this foul smell. This disgusting sight"

The masked girls just continue their muffled naked screams. A sack over their heads. Handcuffed at the feet and hands. Being pulled by my brothers. The helplessly scream and shake.

My mom's voice leaks through the various screams. "My son please correct your sin. As your mother I will behead you if not. The gods will take your head and send it to the gates of hell! " "Impure impures. Impures!"

I feel like my fingers are going to break in gripping the sword so hard. I promised her that we'd be together forever. But we cant now. I kill her or they kill me. I guess she knows I'm not really an orphan now. I least I get to see those magnificent tits one last time.

The leader screams on his knees, "Us holy knight. The purge sect. The true servants of our Lord and Christ. We orden him to now correct his failure. "

I spring towards the girls shaking blind on the floor. My love clarise perky breast bounce in the middle. I win my sword there. With one hand my sword thrusts through her heart. The other grabs them one last time. My head whuspera," I got to touch them one last time."

I pull out the sword. Off goes the girls head to the left. Off goes the girls head to the right.

My family screams, " here you are my Lord. He will not fail again."

Now my manic laugh just helps itself. I just keep staring at her. I want to have fun again. I begin to soil clarise while she's still warm. My body just moved itself.

"The traitor fails again!"

The 9 of them jump on me. And start to canabilize me alive.

They finish. They chant. "We ate the pure one." "We gave you the impures." "We tasted our beasts last breath."