Life In The Fast Lane Part 3

Chapter 216-2

Life In The Fast Lane

Part 3

 

I watched with everyone else as she poured a large golden pitcher of oil and water mixture into a ring of fire that sprung up from the floor out of nowhere, which was outlined with satanic star and other symbols used for blessing things separate from the big one… She chanted as the fire turned different colors of red, greenish blue and black, which was kind of cool seeing it knowing it had to do with some sort of powder, and nothing magical about it, mixed with flash paper.

The fire went out quickly the moment she was done. She picked up the bowl and carried it to where I was sitting handing it to the High Bishop as he too blessed it, while she had them pick me up out of the wheelchair and carry me by my feet and shoulders and laid me down on stretcher folding the black cloth over my naked body.

She motioned for them to back away from me and the stretcher… as she used her hand's palm side up as the stretcher moved on it own accord in an upward direction, I could see the wires that had been attached to each of the handles and the sides, but none of the audience could see them. It was an old magic trick but effective as it moved me to the altar and laid me and the stretcher on it.  

Once I was in place she had them form a circle around me as two large drapes dropped down from the ceiling almost see through in front of me and behind me so it was on both sides where people could see me through the shadows of fabric they removed the black cloth and fold it like a flag.

She stood in the middle of the circle as 12 women dressed in white and veiled with golden veils removed her robe as she made her way behind the curtain as she was helped up, onto the altar with me. as she removed the wires ever so slightly, moving them to a secure board that was camouflage on the stretcher to make it look like one piece for the second act, which was going to be a show stopper.

The High Bishop finished the anointment the oil from the other side holding it so she could finish anointing me with the blessed oil then taken it away. She straddled me after she had bathed me in the oil then placed me inside of her. Everyone chanted in the audience words I had never heard before once the High Bishop and the circle began chanting repeating over and over the mantra.

It was then the true show started with sound effects using flashbulbs, and lights shattering as it rained down electrical sparks, causing all the lights in the building to go dark. The audience gasped, some wept that their master was here in this building saying they could actually feel his presence embrace them.

Once that happened lightning raced across the ceiling and the walls every time she screamed as she climaxed. Giving them a show as she rocked back and with me forth having hot and wild sex. Screaming over and over again, as the fake lightning flashed and the sound of thunder, right on down to cold breeze as if the storm outside was inside the building, blowing out all the candles including the four cauldrons, letting the lightning be the only sources of light until she decided it was enough.

She climbed off me as some placed a cloth over my face as the cauldron’s and all the candles lit back up on their own, The moment the Queen lowered her self, someone placed a golden cloth around her shoulders as she bowed to me and the altar as the curtains dropped to the floor around the altar

I counted to ten slowly as I clicked the button that would ignite the flame that would look like as if it was engulfed in fire. I felt my body warm seeing the flames rising off my body under the face cloth, which was protecting my face and eyes from getting burned. It was the same trick but on a bigger scale. Watching the flames burn and not actually burning me, watching the queen and hearing her chanted and bowing over and over towards me.

Begging their devil gods to heal me and anoint me as her champion. Then right on queue, a loud whisper voice echoed the room as if their devil god was speaking from across the great void. Telling me to rise as I burned with flames of fire from huge lines of powered ash they had used during the wedding ceremony. Thicker and wider so they would last to make it look like my entire body was burning.

While hydraulic lift, lifted me into the air from underneath the altar and the hidden strings as I lay there as still as I could be. Feeling me rise a few feet, and then the flames burned underneath me to make it look like I was coming out of the ashes as the ones on my body had gone out leaving a trail of burnt powder ash where the lines she had drawn on me had been.

The lightning increased and so did the voice telling me to rise and come forth and be healed and as his new champion bestowing on me the gift of foresight and the gift of strength of an avenging angel to those that wish to do me or my Queen harm. The wind whistled loudly as it circled the room or made it sound that it was and it was felt by many as if we were outdoors or if Lucifer’s spirit was floating among us.

She waved her hand in the air as I came down to rest on the altar as the honor guard redressed me in fine silks of spun gold and silver, as the Queen re -dawned on her robe. The lights came on bathing the stage so all could see.

She said. “My champion rise and walk, and take your place by my side as my Second Lieutenant who will bring forth my our new converts to our church, using our sacred rituals that our true god Lucifer himself has ordained, that others may see that he is a loving and just god, and I bestow on your first Husband the rights and the duties as your Second Lieutenant; for helping removing a fallen Queen that had has defrauded her people that she had been placed in charge of, and has renounced her god and his savor. I command you in Lucifer name to arise and walk.”

I sat up on the altar as I slowly moved one leg at a time as I was helped off as I wobbled nearly falling on purpose. I stood as everyone gasp as her honor guard stepped away once they had placed a black cape with gold lining the satanic symbol on the back embossed in red. Only to catch me as I walked placing one foot in front of the other, then walked a few feet on my own as people gasped, noticing I didn’t need any help without a wheelchair or a cane until I was standing next to my Queen on wobbly legs as she held me up motioning my adoptive parent forward with my wheelchair.

Mom and Dad wheeled my wheelchair over to me and bowed to the queen thanking her for healing me. She nodded said. “For your service to our church here in Heber, I am granting you one gift. In my pocket, I have vile that will heal your son John who is also in a wheelchair, but I have been told that he would be walking on his own within the year.

“I healed your son Nate because of he worst off and the doctors have told you he would not ever walk again without aid, and he and his husband Eli has done me and my followers a great service. In this vile contains sacred water from healing spring that has been passed down from generation to generation from an old map that only I know of the location.

“If you would permit me too bless him, with this and lay my hands upon his head. He will walk like young Nate will in mater of a few weeks, as his body will get stronger. Time is all is needed, and prayer. You as a family have sacrificed enough, that our true God Lucifer has seen fit that I give him this blessing and this sacred water so he won’t be waiting month or years for this to happen.”

Mom and Dad bowed at her feet and she motioned Jared forward and placed him in the circle and once again the fire encircled her and him, she blessed him and he drank the vile which was only water from the sink, tainted a dark blue to make it look as if it was really from a magical spring. His eyes opened as she and he were lifted into the air as if by magic as everyone began to chant as they watched her and Jared sitting in his wheelchair rose off the ground above the fire until it fades away as they came to rest on the ground.

Everyone stopped chanting as Jared took his first steps with his double cane and slowly stopped as he dropped them and walked towards us as he fell into Mom and Dads arms as the audience gasped and as members cried that he too was healed. Mom and Dad helped him back to his wheelchair as he came back to sit with me, Mom and Dad hugged him and me as part of the show because we were healed.

Eli and I were motioned forward so we both could be anointed as her Second Lieutenant we were told to kneel as Eli helped me out of my wheelchair with the help of her honor guard she had the High Bishop bring over a small chalice and High Judge Mr. Grayson brought over two long military swords they use to promote soldiers of high raking. She took the chalice and dipped her fingers in the oily black substance and drew upon my forehead a strange symbol that I didn’t recognize, and did the same to Eli, handing the chalices back to the High Bishop watching him take it and made room for Mr. Grayson.

The swords hilts were encrusted with lots of jewels as they lay on a long pillow like cases sitting in red velvet with the lids opened. She took the first one and blessed it as it caught fire along its blade just like the ceremonial knife as she held it out in front of her until the flames had burned itself out. Once that happened, she to the tip of the sword and knighted me with it, by taping each of my shoulders, saying words I didn’t understand. Then told me to rise and take the sword as a gift from her.

I pretended I was weak as Eli and her honor guard helped me back to my wheelchair as I took the sword and laid it on my lap with the case it came in, watching Eli be presented with his, and then regained our seats so she could finish up her business as the Holy Queen.

The Queen said. “I am also here today to bring forth a new High Priestess to sever you here in Heber as sister to me and my fellow queens. Lucifer has told me in a dream the person I should choose is a long time convert to the church, and has served us well; earning this right. Lucifer does not discriminate regardless of their ethnic background. He has called Dr. Roberta Sars to be your next High Priestess. She has dedicated her life to our true God and the Holy Prophets have ordained her calling. Tonight she will be ordained into the sisterhood once there has been a true vote of confidence.

“I have also been notified by the brethren that represent the 9 here that a new member has also been chosen to complete the 9 brethren that had been killed or captured in the last raid. I have been informed that he has escaped prosecution and has been hidden away to prevent the rebels and the government in finding him. He has spent the last few weeks in hiding inside the safe house then moved here to avoid being captured like so many of our members in our sister State of Texas. His name is High Bishop Alden.

“It was rumored that he had been killed or captured, but in truth, he was merrily in hiding in his first Husband estate. Who is as many of you know as High Bishop Calen your own High Bishop here in Heber?  His first husband church in Texas has been scattered to the point that is none existent and has been told by the Holy Prophets to rebuild it, by serving as one of the 9 for his long services to them. I call upon the new High Priestess to step forward and High Bishop Alden to step forward so I may anoint them, and bring it to a vote.”

They each came forward as Eli’s Dad smiled at him; he knew the truth that he was given a new position so he could get close to the 9 and bring us one step closer in taking down the church. He had already gained the votes needed from the holy prophets for his longtime service. The fact he should have been killed was also dismissed when he helped with taking down their fallen Queen, who was a sister to his 3rd wife. Now that they were all dead, and his children had been married into high positions, made him a very good candidate.

Plus the fact some the members of the 9 here were in our pockets and have been replaced the moment that many of them were captured or killed. It was indeed a shift of power, but no one knew about it, but us and we certainly weren’t saying anything. The main ritual was a private matter, not a church function unlike it was with all the other churches like the Catholic Church and the LDS Church, that ordain their brethren in a private ceremony, only allowing people with high positions to participate.

This was all about money and their powerful contacts. As members, we weren’t allowed to see the sacred ritual only the anointing, and the same when for the new High Priestess, as it was for the Holy Queen. They both came forward and knelled before her in the large circle that burst into flames sounding them inside as she spoke the rights of the anointing, drawing symbols all their cheeks, forehead and arms.  The fire represents that their devil god has given permission to be baptized by fire and cleansed of all their worldly sins as they devote themselves to him in their new higher calling.

Once the flames had been retreated she kissed them both on the head on the cheeks, Mr. Alden took his new seat with the 9s and new high priestess took her new seat with High Bishop. She would become his second new wife, considering his new first wife was the new Holy Queen. Which will be done in a separate ceremony in the weeks to come.

The vote was done by filling out a slip of paper and dropped into a box as we headed out concluding the meeting. We knew the vote really had nothing to do with if they were accepted or not because we had people on the inside making sure they were a shoo-in. The votes only gave the appearance that its members had chosen to support them nothing more. When in truth they really didn’t have a say in the matter.

The Queen stated it was ordained by the holy prophets, in truth they knew nothing about it, the paperwork might have crossed their desk, but in truth, they didn’t know they had signed it. In fact, I doubted it even went across the desk as some would call it ‘getting lost in the mail.’ Yet when they find out it about it will be too late and by then they would have no choice but state they had, or they would look like a fool which we were counting on.

People mingled with us as they introduced themselves to us… asking if we might consider having dinner with them so we could get to know each other. Which was exactly what we wanted, but we knew that important members held back until they could speak to us in private, not as mob gaining favor with us.

I smiled seeing Chef Phillips and his two boys Rick and Martin make their way over to us. Chef Philips asked Dad if it was ok if the boys spent the night over at our place, for the next couple of days or since he has to go out town for some business. Dad stated it shouldn’t be a problem considering my guest were heading home this afternoon to avoid the bad storm that was told would hit sometime late tonight and the needed to be home so their kids could go to school and meet with some of their teachers for a parent-teacher conference.

Chef Phillips boys had already been pre-registered and finished the term here, so it wasn’t a big deal. Mack being the head chef would be supervising things why he was gone again it was no big deal.

No one asked about his wife, because she had died of lung cancer many years ago when his boys were still toddlers. He has been a single parent since then, like Stringum he too had been a member of Satanic church as a spy trying to take down the church using his contacts that allow him to go across the US as Chef catering large parties. For them, which was the main reason he was leaving town so he could prepare a winter ball for High Bishop that has requested him and his services.

Yet so far he has been unable to get inside the church itself to do much other than locate certain key, members; mostly because of his black ethnic background that they discriminate him and his boys.

Yet over the years due to his contacts and fame as one of the top Chefs in the world, they call upon him. The fact that he was rich and have been in many magazines for his exquisite foods helped him maintain his cover. Dad said they would be home around 1 pm or so that he could stop by. He didn’t say why with so many people listening in to his conversation. Instead, they gave each other a handshake and went on their way as the line died down we made our escape back to the limo breathing a sigh of relief that it was over.

Stringum and Dr. Sars were held up as everyone wanted to meet the new High Priestess. Many of them shunned her because she was black. Arthur too was with them, because he needed to be seen that he had been placed in a new home and no longer with the Rothwell’s. It wasn’t a long drive home as I looked at my watch that said it was little after 10 am. The LDS church was also close by, but our new ward wouldn’t start until 11:30. It took nearly 4 hours alone to complete the wedding ceremonies and the healing ritual for me and Jared.

Eli was only anointed didn’t have to go through what I did, for the simple reasons he didn’t need healing.  Dad handed me Eli’s and my sword cases he too received a new outfit to wear tonight and a sword belt to show of our new position in the church, since he didn’t go through the healing ceremony only the anointing, my wedding clothes were also inside the brown wrapped packages so I would always have them. Greg smiled at me as took his in front of me. He said. “That was quite a show if I didn’t know it was all smoke and mirrors it would have freaked me out big time.”

I said. “You have no idea bro hard it was for me to keep a straight face, during the entire time.” We soon got underway as everyone followed us back to the house so we could get changed into our church clothes. I hated the idea that we just spent close to four hours inside the satanic church and were about to spend another 3 hours in another church service. I started to really hate Sundays, more so because even though church would be out, it meant we still had to go to the social gathering tonight. I groaned inward getting out of the car.