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@godlyfantasy12. Oooh, yesssss….😏 YES, I remember him!!! He’s a total jerk!!! 😡 Can I have a description on what he looks like??? 😄
OH, and btw…in case you’re curious…the one that gets in trouble (due to being blamed for starting something that they didn’t start…😬) is the one teenaged character that hasn’t made an appearance yet….😬😏
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@godlyfantasy12. Oh, nvm, you gave a description! 😆😅🤣
@freedomwriter76 ahh yes I figured it was….
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#ProtectSebU have said he is ur favorite 😏
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@godlyfantasy12. I have said that, haven’t i? 😆
I mean…I think it’s often true that you put your favorite through the most pain, and that carries into my fanfics (sorry Steve and Bucky!!!! 🤣), so…I mean…maybe…uhm…just be prepared for Grimm to go through some stuff, fair warning…😅😬😏
Also, Grimm won’t take anything from the bullies, so…that plays a roll too. 🤣
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and, I mean…I love November…but, like…Grimm is just…for 1, he reminds me of Riker so much and Riker is obviously my baby, lol, and for 2, his backstory and his personality, just…😍😍😍😍
I mean, not saying that his looks don’t help too…@freedomwriter76 understandable!!!
I’m fine with that! (So long as you give me plenty of uhh…the same with November for me personally?)
hehehe cuz that saying is definitely true about putting ur favorite charries thru the most trauma…. XD XD and November is mine!
oh and I just wanna see Paxton so yea I’m good with u putting GRIMm thru the ringer (sorry not sorry Grimm)
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#ProtectSebI imagine Grimm just shrugging at me as I “apologize” lol
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#ProtectSebAlso…Grimm really is a lot like Riker…
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AHHH I LOVE IT!!!! Jocelyn XD!! And November and sweet Ara!!
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Oh okay! Yeah I thought Zolten was her uncle…
her actual dad sounds so sweet!! And she didn’t know that was her Dad that gave her Nyx…Ahhh that whole dynamic is just 😭😭
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@freedomwriter76 btw u should totally let me know when there are more chapters….
and post them…. 😏 XD
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#ProtectSebMEANWHILE I HOPE TO GET SOME MORE WORLDBUILDING AND/OR PLOTTING DONE LATER TODAY.
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@godlyfantasy12. @lightoverdarkness6. @princesachronicle22. @thearcaneaxiom. @gwyndalf-the-wise. @esther-c. @mineralizedwritings. Sooo…wrote this today!!! 😄😆😏
It’s based on a scene I wrote a while back but edited and changed a bit, and I love this…welllll…I also just love Ezekiel, so maybe I’m biased!!! 😅😆
But anywho…I wanted to share!!!! 💗💗💗
It’s for another WWII WIP called ‘Out of Love’ that’s basically a parallel to the same story in my books with Leon/Riker and The Boys, just with different MC’s, thus different moments, so…here y’all go!!!!
“The word of God is the same. It never changes. The world may fade away, but as he promised, his word shall never pass away, and it shall never change.”
Esther nodded from the front pew she sat in.
She’d been back in Germany for a few years now, and she saw why her parents loved this church so much. She’d been more than a little surprised at first to realize that the church sang songs in German, Yiddish, and Hebrew.
Even now, most of the members wore Jewish stars on their coats.
Maybe more Germans had once filled the pews, but they had, bit by bit, left.
There were still a few, though.
Ezekiel didn’t even seem to notice. ““In the book of James, it says; “So whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it, for him it is sin.” Are we completely ignorant of what is going on? Or do we know what is going on and refuse to do anything about it? We can’t expect the world to do something, church. We are the light of the world, not the world. But we’ve been silent for too long. How much longer, church? How much longer are we going to be silent? Our government kills hundreds upon thousands of people, and what does the church do…? It. Stands. By.”
Esther felt a few tears prick at her eyes. Lord, forgive us, she thought silently.
“The church needs to stand up, say something, and do something. We can’t stay silent forever. If we do nothing, we already stand condemned. Sure, maybe we go to church on Sundays…maybe we even read our Bibles every day, but if we’re not out there, standing against sin, fighting back evil, saving the lost, what are we other than bystanders? Too many of us have stood by, watching people go to Hell. And worse, some of us are leading them there. It’s time to stand, church.”
Doors opened, and Esther turned in the pew, but she turned back around when she saw who it was.
Erich. Kurt. Hans. All in full uniform.
Ezekiel looked up and smiled at them. “Welcome, officers. Care to take seats in a pew?” His gaze went back to his Bible. “Open your Bibles to Romans 12.”
Esther did so, keeping an eye on Erich, Hans, and Kurt, who had stridden to the front of the room, standing beside the wall on the left side of the church, silent.
“In verse eight it says; “If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all.” We are called to stand for Christ, and because of that, sometimes, church…it’s not possible for us to live peaceably. Our fight is not against flesh and blood, but the powers of darkness, and light has no association with darkness. Sometimes we have to fight.” Ezekiel picked a small book off the pulpit. “This is the rewritten Bible our government has ordered pastors to use. It is man’s attempt to rewrite the word of God. Some have complied and done so, but man cannot rewrite the word of God. God’s word is perfect and pure, and man cannot touch it without ruining it. We have a choice to make, church…stand and fight for truth, or stand back, let evil flourish, stand down, and let people go to Hell.”
Ezekiel’s gaze fluttered over to the three SS officers. “…And I won’t stand down any longer.”
He picked up the Hitler Bible, stared straight ahead, stretched his arm, and threw it as hard and as far as he could.
It hit the wooden doors of the church with a bang.
Ezekiel picked up a worn Bible. “This is the true word of God, written by men through the guidance of the Holy Spirit, and it is the only book I will preach from. I’m done with doing nothing.”
“Brave words, reverend, but I’m afraid they cannot save you.”
Esther’s gaze rose, and a small gasp escaped her lips.
Hans stepped onto the stage, a twisted smile on his face, facing Ezekiel. “I’m afraid your time is up, Reverend Gessner.”
“I knew it was coming. I merely wanted to face it with courage.” Ezekiel replied. “But I am not guilty of treason. I have done what God has ordained me to do, and man cannot stop me if God still has more for me, not even if they kill me.”
“A speech won’t save you either.” Erich retorted, stepping up beside Hans.
Ezekiel smiled softly, his gaze drifting to his wife and his entire church. “Sirs, there is no need to make a scene.”
“You are supposed to read from the ordered Bible, not that…filth.” Erich muttered, motioning to the Bible still in Ezekiel’s hand.
“Lord Jesus…stop this…” Esther whispered softly. Elizabeth squeezed her hand.
“I’d be careful calling that book “filth”, Lieutenant.”
The sound of a hard and harsh slap echoed off the church walls.
“Daddy!” Lila, Ezekiel’s oldest child at seven years old, screamed, but her mother grabbed her before she could run away.
Erich grabbed the front collar of Ezekiel’s shirt. “You’re lucky I don’t kill you right now, Ezekiel, you-“
“Now, now, Erich…none of that.” Hans whispered, putting his arm in front of Erich, pushing him aside. He frowned at Ezekiel. “Come along peaceably, Reverend, and nobody gets hurt. Otherwise…” Hans nodded towards the church…Ezekiel’s family.
Esther closed her eyes, tight. “Lord Jesus…stop this…please.”
Maybe members of the church wouldn’t be harmed, but Ezekiel would be. He’d be tortured for information…putting the entire “Violet Iris” resistance group in danger…all of the members.
Fin.
Riker.
The Baumann brothers.
Esther herself.
She opened her eyes.
“I’ll come peaceably.” Ezekiel promised.
Hans nodded. “Good. Kurt?”
Kurt came forward, quickly manacling Ezekiel’s wrists together.
Ezekiel glanced over at his wife and three young kids, his blue eyes saying words no one but his wife Hannah understood.
Esther had to do something…but there was nothing she could do.
She hated being this helpless.
A clink sounded as Ezekiel’s wrists were bound together.
Hans smiled, motioning Ezekiel in front of him. “Move forward, Reverend…and no funny business. There’s a truck waiting outside.”
Ezekiel stepped off the stage and walked forward, walking in the aisle in between the pews, Hans, Erich, and Kurt following. Esther turned in her pew to watch them leave, quiet prayers tumbling from her lips.
Ezekiel reached the door, paused…and turned around. He glanced around at everyone in his church, and suddenly, he spoke, “It’s time to stand, church. It’s time to fight.”
Kurt grabbed his arm and shoved him through the door.
The door slammed closed behind Hans and Erich.
It was time to stand for truth.
Time to stand for what they knew was right.
Now wasn’t the time for surrender.
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@godlyfantasy12. @lightoverdarkness6. And…because I can’t help myself…here’s Grimm’s aesthetic!!!!
The Baby!!!!! 😭
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