New Guests Part 1

Chapter 231

New Guests

Part 1

Stringum was right, it was a show stopper. Once the lights came on you could hear a pin drop as everyone including me couldn’t wait to see what would happen next; as we waited for our new cosmic arrivals to reveal themselves now that smoke has cleared. We already knew that the parents were white and the small boy was black because we could see their hands. Yet when they removed their hoods everyone gasped as the two parents were not what we expected at all. The man Tibaern Drake was American and the woman Mistress Loretta Drake was Chinese, and of course, the boy Calvin Drake was black like the Philips family and Dr. Sars.

Stringum smiled ear to ear. Knowing he had just pulled off the biggest joke of them all. Not only were they so different then what everyone thought they were, which was the one thing nobody was expecting was. White guy yes, but Chinese woman and a black kid absolutely not… which was a bold move and a risky move, considering that the satanic church was already having a problem with black people; then throwing in a Chinese woman into the mix. Was sure too cause everyone heart failure. They either had to accept that the show was real or come up with a very good reason to dispute it.

It was clear they were undercover yet at the time, not even I was certain, not knowing anything about them, and it was clear that I wouldn’t until we were safe to talk on what in the hell just happened. It was obvious that meeting was over watching the doors open and Mr. Coldwell was free to go, but even he sat there stunned out of his mind, and everyone just simply ignored him or gave him a wide birth as if he had really been cursed. The High Bishop and our new High Priestess Dr. Sars made their way over to our new guests. Watching them shake hands with them. The microphone turned on as everyone retook their seats.

The High Bishop motioned them over each a chair for them to sit on, said. “You have heard our master and those that are privilege today have witnessed his true power, felt his spirit inside our church. You have heard his voice from beyond our world telling you he is angry by your actions. I would suggest you pray, and find resolution in your hearts if you truly feel that our master our true God and our savor Mormo blessed be his name.” Everyone repeated the mantra “blessed be his name.”

Once everyone has repeated the mantra he continued on. “Our true God has given you one last chance to either accept his chosen disciples or leave now or be cursed and sent out into the wilderness. To find solace and leaving everything you have, your wives, your husbands, your children, your accumulated wealth to the church, or your very lives. I will give you time to think about it, but by next Sabbath; if you are still here among us. You will be asked to rededicate yourselves to this church, and obey the laws and covenants that will be asked of you to keep. Our God has made it clear that no one will be harmed or shunned if they choose to leave, we will part as friends and neighbors and leave it at that. For if they do so you will be judged accordingly.”

“High Magistrate Tibaern Drake and your wife Mistress Loretta Drake and your son Calvin; I would like to be the first ones to welcome you. If there is anything you need at all, all you have to do ask and I will see to it personally. Is there anything you would like to say before we close this meeting?”

Now that Mr. Drakes hood was pulled back we could see really what he looked like. He was of average height 5-9 or 6-1. Black hair, that was cut short and thin in some places with a slight curl in between his high brow, his face acorn flat on top and narrowing in. 

Light blue eyes small and mysterious; an average nose that was too straight with a slight flare and tapered at the bottom, and cleans shaven. His smile was wide and thin with a light touch of red. That was more of a light pink shade then a red; with a nice hard jawline that was deeply sculptured and three triangular dimples that showed perfect white teeth. He had to be in his late thirties if that. Broad shoulders or what we could tell while wearing a very stylish robe that said it cost a small fortune.

His wife Loretta Drake was a much smaller woman with dark brown hair wore shoulder length with full around face and very beautiful, like a movie star photos. Her brown eyes were more of a tight almond shape with a slight slant that said she was Asian decent and everything about her said she was either Japanese or Chinese; her lips we tight wearing dark red lipstick and little light blush on her cheeks. Her nose was average just common; her height and build that we could tell wearing the robe that matched her husbands. She too had to be in her late 20s or early thirties.

Their son Calvin was black skin not real dark more of a light brown who had to be at least Jared’s age or maybe a little younger, judging by his height at 4 foot even and face. His hair was dark and in a style that was known as peach skinned almost bald but not. His head more of a full rounded acorn with dark brown almond shaped eyes and full cheekbones, cute pudgy nose and full lips, a very handsome young man.

All of them seemed mysterious and so out of place being as they were all from different ethical backgrounds. Mr. Drake stood up and the High Bishop gave him the stage. He looked around the audience first before speaking. “All orders, death threats and assassinations. Have been canceled, anyone seeking to have them fulfilled will now be judged by me, my council who I will elect in the coming days.

“Every high ranking member of this church, every magistrate, every 4th or 5th class member, judge and down to the very nail of this church will be re-evaluated. You must prove to me, and the new council I will elect that you are still worthy of that position, those that are not will be dismissed and will be judged accordingly. My master has made me ruler over this church here. My word and my council are final.

“Any of you that refuse to come before me or the council I have elected will be known as traitors to the faith as your High Bishop has said. We will give you one week to either leave the church for good; or rededicate yourselves on next Sabbath. I will not be taking any bribes, or will my family.” Knowing many will anyway and we would more than willing to take them to add to our slush fund.

He said. “I am only here to see my masters wishes. Once I have concluded my business and my master's wishes I will be returned to once I came; if you must see me in person too discuses anything not regarding church business. I will refer you too either to my elect council, your High Bishop or your High Priestess.

“I am not your Doctor, Therapist, or your family counselor. I and my family are to be treated with respect we deserve, and in hopes, we can be friends during this process. I travel a lot because I must, so that I may support my family and lifestyle just like any other person here. It is what my master wants, so I can do his bidding as one of you mere mortals.

“I am not a God or a spiritual being, I and my family are flesh and blood just like you. I am the only one granted with the power that comes directly from my master. I do not, nor does my wife Loretta abuse that power our master as has given us. We will not perfume parlor tricks and nor do you have the right to asks us too. It is our master that decides when and where and how he wishes me and my wife to do so. My son Calvin is to be treated like any boy or girl here and will be going to school with many of your children as regular individuals.

“My wife will work just like many of your wives. We will live and work beside you according to our station. You will see them more often than me because I must travel across the globe fulfilling my master’s wishes. I have been told by your High Bishop that my family and I will be staying with the Carrions and Mr. Stringum; being as we need our privacy and their protection. Anyone caught trying to break in will be shot on sight, if they do not have a good reason as I have said we are not Gods or spiritual beings.

“We may have been brought here by our God, but it doesn’t mean we are Gods. It is his wish that we oversee his church here. Being as it has been led astray by the recent fall of your Holly Queen who has been accused of treason and has been judged and has been found guilty and has been returned to our master’s bosom where he is seeking punishment for her failures to him and his church.

“In her place, he has chosen a new Queen named Dora Calen’s and is the High Bishop’s first wife, since all his wives have been returned to our masters bosom and seeking their reward for their services to his church. He has called Dr. Sars, Stringum to be your new High Priestesses and soon to be married as Mr. Tate’s first wife as requested by our master to prove to him and to you that she has been found worthy in his and our master's eyes. Because the Holy Queen cannot hold both positions as it is customary that the being the first or living wife of the High Bishop to be selected to that position.

“Yet church law states that any woman found worthy by our God can be given that positions if his wife can not, or he is unmarried or his wife has been called to serve a higher position in the church. It states any woman, fit to serve, it does not state that she must be in white in origin. She can be Black, she can be chosen regardless of the color of her skin or ethnic background if found worthy by our God. It is the same for men or true God does not discriminate.

“Those that do will be punished severally like you have seen today. Mr. Coldwell is the first and he will not be the only one I fear that our God will be judging through me and my wife Loretta. You have been tested, you will be tested. Which is why our God has chosen us because we represent the world that is so diverse in ethnic culture, to show you there is nothing to fear or should be considered unnatural. It is natural to fear the unknown. It is our Gods way to prove to you that everyone is the same in his eyes. I will conclude this meeting by saying think… pray and decided where you stand in our Gods true church.

“If you decided you are not up to the challenge he is giving you and feel you can not abide by his laws any longer. Then leave, do not seek vengeance on those that have decided they are up for the challenge and are willing to obey, listen and accept our masters chosen disciples. This is your last chance. Those that hide in the shadows and plan destruction on this church and its members will be seen as traitors and will be dealt with according to the laws of our church.

“My master, our God and his savor watch over you.” He stepped back and the High Bishop concluded the meeting. No one noticed that Mr. Coldwell had left the building, other than our team of spies.

The Drake family was quickly let out the side door into the awaiting limo. While the rest of us made our way out the front door as many tried to stop us to ask questions. Our honor guard surrounded us and the High Bishop stated. That they may ask questions at the social tonight since the LDS Church was having theirs on Tuesday which meant many of our members were attending; even though many of them refused to say it that they were, or those that were hiding in the shadows of other churches. We, however, would not be attending tonight’s social, instead, we would be entertaining new guests.