#96 - Writers Choice: Faith
((This is part of a fic challenge spread over multiple journals. The full table of links can be found here.))
Father Michaels continued to whisper prayers as he clutched his Bible. Exodus looked at him with an amused smirk. "You're wasting your breath, flatscan," he started. "There is only one God, and Our Lord Magneto be his name."
Father Michaels stopped mid prayer, and fixed a dark glare on Exodus. He only smirked in response. "Oh, that's right. You still believe mutants are an abomination to your God." His look darkened. "You miserable little fool.
"Our Lord Magneto has within Himself the power to crack the earth in half. He has risen from the dead countless times. He is the light and the truth and the glory! He is the one who shall usher in a new age for all of mutant kind! Behold His mighty hand!"
The Father could only continue to glare as Exodus calmed down from his rant. The powerful mutant drew back a little. "And yet, you mock me. But answer me this, christian, it's been over two thousand years, where's your Jesus?"
Father Michaels opened his mouth to answer, but the only sound he made was a blood curdling scream as he was suddenly blasted to death. Exodus scoffed at the ashes as they were scattered to the winds.
"Flatscan."
Father Michaels continued to whisper prayers as he clutched his Bible. Exodus looked at him with an amused smirk. "You're wasting your breath, flatscan," he started. "There is only one God, and Our Lord Magneto be his name."
Father Michaels stopped mid prayer, and fixed a dark glare on Exodus. He only smirked in response. "Oh, that's right. You still believe mutants are an abomination to your God." His look darkened. "You miserable little fool.
"Our Lord Magneto has within Himself the power to crack the earth in half. He has risen from the dead countless times. He is the light and the truth and the glory! He is the one who shall usher in a new age for all of mutant kind! Behold His mighty hand!"
The Father could only continue to glare as Exodus calmed down from his rant. The powerful mutant drew back a little. "And yet, you mock me. But answer me this, christian, it's been over two thousand years, where's your Jesus?"
Father Michaels opened his mouth to answer, but the only sound he made was a blood curdling scream as he was suddenly blasted to death. Exodus scoffed at the ashes as they were scattered to the winds.
"Flatscan."