out by the Romans. Jesus knew that the memory of something great, out lives a great man! And sometimes it only takes one sig nificant act to chang e the world forever. He made the sacrifice for that faith to live on indefinitely . Which it did, being now one of the world ’ s oldest and most followed beliefs.” It sure did make sense but what did I know?
“So let me get this straight, you’re sayi ng that Jesus asked Judas to be tray him?”
“Yes that is what I am saying . ” He said calmly.
“But why? Why Judas and why go to all that trouble and pretence, why not just hand himself over to the Romans?”
“That's a lot of whys Keira, even for you ,” h e said laughing but I just poked him in the ribs for making fun of me.
“I do not know all the answers but I know that the act was more of an impact this way. See , he needed a way for the Romans to be looked badly on for their conquest and this turned out to be the ultimate sin. Judas was unfortunately caught in the cross fire. He did the deed before Jesus told the other disciples of his plans. So when he kissed Jesus this was the sign the Romans needed to arrest him. Judas was picked because of his well known greed but through this act , his sins were to be wiped clean in the eyes of God. He was actually known to be one of Jesus’ most loyal disciples.” I must have had my mouth open at this point because Draven playfully tapped my chin before carrying on.
“But after Jesus was crucified the other disciples hung Judas as a traitor. He was first left to burn in the sun for days. He was th en made to eat the sil ver that turned out to be the price of his own life, along with Jesus ’ . Finally , before running out of air from choking, he was cut allowing his guts to spill below his feet. Some say that the sky filled with another darkness, like the crucifixion eclipse that happened on the ninth hour that Jesus finally died.” His hands found mine and he kissed them twice before looking up into my eyes to judge my reaction .
“Ok . ” I blew out air like I was blowing the seeds from a dandelion.
“So I hate to ask the obvious but what has any of this got to do with Lucius?”
“He was Judas ! ” Right....Ok now I needed a drink....a real one.
I got up and went to the liquor cabinet and searched for something strong.
“Are you alright or have you h it your limit yet?” He said looking a bit worried about the shaky bottle of Jack Daniels in my hand.
“I just need a human minute, you want one?”
“Let me . ” He said taking the bottle from me and placing me back down on the couch. He left me to my thoughts while he got the glasses and I hoped ice. It was such an emotional account of the most significant event in history. Emotional for me that was. Draven told it with little conviction. I suppose as a human event, it didn't really affect him until Lucius came along. Which got me thinking , how did that happen?
Draven was placing the glass in my hands and the ice made a cracking noise with the warm liquid that had been poured over it. He resumed his place and placed the bottle on the table ready for seconds. He downed his back like it had been apple juice.
“Do yo u ever get drunk?” I asked bringing back the familiar roar of laughter that came from him when he found any one of my questions amusing.
“Not in the same way that you do, I get more relaxed but that's about it”
“I like to sing when I am drunk and trust me nobody wants to hear that!” This had him laughing harder.
“I think I would pay good money to see that and of course hear it . ”
“Why would you do that?” I was shocked and suddenly very glad that he couldn't access my mind like he could with other humans or he might have had me doing karaok e with the click of his fingers.
“I can imagine it would be highly amusing to see you intoxicated and well, I have never heard you sing before . ”
“And never will, not unless you like the sound of dying cats. You
“So let me get this straight, you’re sayi ng that Jesus asked Judas to be tray him?”
“Yes that is what I am saying . ” He said calmly.
“But why? Why Judas and why go to all that trouble and pretence, why not just hand himself over to the Romans?”
“That's a lot of whys Keira, even for you ,” h e said laughing but I just poked him in the ribs for making fun of me.
“I do not know all the answers but I know that the act was more of an impact this way. See , he needed a way for the Romans to be looked badly on for their conquest and this turned out to be the ultimate sin. Judas was unfortunately caught in the cross fire. He did the deed before Jesus told the other disciples of his plans. So when he kissed Jesus this was the sign the Romans needed to arrest him. Judas was picked because of his well known greed but through this act , his sins were to be wiped clean in the eyes of God. He was actually known to be one of Jesus’ most loyal disciples.” I must have had my mouth open at this point because Draven playfully tapped my chin before carrying on.
“But after Jesus was crucified the other disciples hung Judas as a traitor. He was first left to burn in the sun for days. He was th en made to eat the sil ver that turned out to be the price of his own life, along with Jesus ’ . Finally , before running out of air from choking, he was cut allowing his guts to spill below his feet. Some say that the sky filled with another darkness, like the crucifixion eclipse that happened on the ninth hour that Jesus finally died.” His hands found mine and he kissed them twice before looking up into my eyes to judge my reaction .
“Ok . ” I blew out air like I was blowing the seeds from a dandelion.
“So I hate to ask the obvious but what has any of this got to do with Lucius?”
“He was Judas ! ” Right....Ok now I needed a drink....a real one.
I got up and went to the liquor cabinet and searched for something strong.
“Are you alright or have you h it your limit yet?” He said looking a bit worried about the shaky bottle of Jack Daniels in my hand.
“I just need a human minute, you want one?”
“Let me . ” He said taking the bottle from me and placing me back down on the couch. He left me to my thoughts while he got the glasses and I hoped ice. It was such an emotional account of the most significant event in history. Emotional for me that was. Draven told it with little conviction. I suppose as a human event, it didn't really affect him until Lucius came along. Which got me thinking , how did that happen?
Draven was placing the glass in my hands and the ice made a cracking noise with the warm liquid that had been poured over it. He resumed his place and placed the bottle on the table ready for seconds. He downed his back like it had been apple juice.
“Do yo u ever get drunk?” I asked bringing back the familiar roar of laughter that came from him when he found any one of my questions amusing.
“Not in the same way that you do, I get more relaxed but that's about it”
“I like to sing when I am drunk and trust me nobody wants to hear that!” This had him laughing harder.
“I think I would pay good money to see that and of course hear it . ”
“Why would you do that?” I was shocked and suddenly very glad that he couldn't access my mind like he could with other humans or he might have had me doing karaok e with the click of his fingers.
“I can imagine it would be highly amusing to see you intoxicated and well, I have never heard you sing before . ”
“And never will, not unless you like the sound of dying cats. You
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