by: Harry S. Parker

This story was originally wrote by a 13 year old Filipino writer in French. It was translated by Demogargon Saatbarmald. It won a major prize in a literary competition held in France last 2001.

IT WAS A VERY HOT SUMMER in Montagnac, Languedoc, France when Father Rémy Gilroy arrived from Montpellier. He was assigned there to replace the outgoing parish priest of Église de Saint-Laurent, Father Georges Du Buolay. Montagnac is a small town few kilometers away from Montpellier, the capital city of Languedoc and almost twenty kilometers away from his former parish in Mandelieu-la-Napole, in Côte de Azur or literally “the Blue Coast”. Father Rémy Gilroy rode a train from Mandelieu-la-Napole to Montpellier and he rode a bus from the capital city of Languedoc to his destination in Montagnac. At the bus station of Montagnac, he was welcomed by Father Georges Du Buolay with his assistant priest Father Adrien Kirchner. Father Rémy thanked his two secular brothers after their warm welcome to him. Then Father Adrien helped the newly arrived priest to carry his luggage to put them to a military type jeep that was driven by Father Georges. Afterwards the three priests were on their way to the Église de Saint-Laurent.

            While traveling, the three priests have some conversations made to each other.

            “Father Rémy,” Father Georges called while driving. “Are you aware that in Montagnac, there is half of the population that is Moslems?”

            “I am certainly aware of that…” Father Rémy replied.

            Father Adrien shrugged, “Don’t worry, Moslems are good brothers.”

            “So as the freemasons…” He grinned.

            “Anyway,” Father Georges continued. “There is something in Montagnac that you need to resolve as the parish priest and arbitrator.”

            Father Rémy’s curiosity came over. “What is it?”

            “You know, there is a conflict here. Homosexuals are seeking their rights because of the gender discrimination here. They are always protesting in all parts of this small town. You must resolve this conflict as the Shepherd of Christ.”

            “You must leave it to the gendarmes.” The priest gave an exhausted look.

            “Gendarmes do nothing.” Father Georges shook his head.

            Father Adrien entered the conversation. “These homosexuals are always making trouble here in Montagnac. For me, they are like cankers. Gays and lesbians, even the discreet ones are nuts!” Then he laughed.

            Father Rémy became uncomfortable as he began to sweat a lot. His heart started to palpitate irregularly. He remained silent. On the other hand, Father Georges told Father Adrien. “Don’t be judgmental, Father Adrien. As a shepherd of Christ, we must treat them equally as Jesus taught to His disciples.”

            Father Rémy, after a long pause, said to his two confreres. “Don’t worry and I will resolve these conflicts. I will treat them equally and I will appeal to the municipal government to implement equal rights for the benefit of all homosexuals in Montagnac.”

            Their vehicle finally reached their destination, the two-hundred-year-old Église de Saint-Laurent. The three priests finally jumped out to the jeep and Father Rémy and Father Adrien took the luggage out of the vehicle and they brought it inside the church.

            The three shepherds of Christ are long time friends since their childhood. They were orphaned children living in a Benedictine-managed orphanage, twenty five years ago. Father Adrien and Father Rémy have the same age while Father Georges is two years older than them. Father Adrien Kirchner describes as a loud, frank and a bully person while Father Georges describes as a smart and intelligent one. Father Rémy, on the other hand, is a silent type of person, bounded by the mysteries of the universe. This priest is a kind of person with so many secrets to keep. The three entered the seminary at the same time. When they were ordained as priests, they were assigned to the different places throughout France but they kept on communicating with each other. Father Georges and Father Adrien were assigned in Languedoc, particularly in Montagnac and Frontignan respectively; while Father Rémy was assigned in Mandelieu-la-Napole. Two years later, Father Adrien joined Father Georges in Montagnac and served as an assistant parish priest. Father Rémy, however, stayed for four years to his first assignment. Today, Father Georges will take over the parish in Castelnaudary in Rousillon while Father Rémy will succeed him. But then, Father Adrien will retain his position as the assistant priest of Église de Saint-Laurent.

            As the three priests entered the office of the parish priest inside the Église de Saint-Laurent, Father Adrien opened the air-condition unit to make the air inside the room to become comfortable. Father Rémy decided to open the lights. Then the three seated subsequently. They formed a triangular arrangement and Father Georges began to tell his story when he first settled in Montagnac.

            “Do you know that when I first settle my foot here in Montagnac, like a shot I was welcomed by many problems and conflicts due to the homosexuals? They always find trouble here in Montagnac. But I understand them because they only want to have their rights that are totally lacking in this municipality. Nonetheless, this church served as a mediator whenever there was a melee between the homosexuals and straights.” The former parish priest of Montagnac reported.

            “Like I’ve said, homophiles are like plague that penetrates every man created by God to act immorally and it will serve as their way to the inferno.” Father Adrien gave his anti-homosexual opinion.

            Father Rémy gave a rough smile to Father Adrien. Father Georges gazed to Father Rémy who has been uncomfortable since when they are on the jeep. Father Adrien extended his opinion. “Homosexuality is not an inborn illness or a hereditary disease. They recruit men to expand their society. In God’s laws, these kinds of people forbids from His paradise. Remember the destruction of Sodom and Gomorra. God destroyed the city because of the immorality brought by these people. They do not deserve equal rights because they were defective people. God only created two sexes – male and female and in ancient scriptures and the bible itself tells that these people have no place here in this world. The government should make a bill, ordinance or whatever to prevent this kind of pestilence. We must observe morality for God taught us to become moral persons. He gave us knowledge and intelligence, so we must use it in the right way. We are humans so act like a civilized human with a good manner. We should know our limits and use our knowledge to distinguish the right from wrong. Remember what God taught us about morality!”

            Father Rémy showed his anger to Father Adrien Kirchner. He did not know why he was sympathizing to the homosexuals. Or there is another reason. “Adrien, this is not what God taught us when we are in the seminary! Do not blame them for God said that we must blame only the immoral persons, but not all homosexuals are immoral! Even the straights can be immoral as well! God taught us not to become judgmental or to stereotype this kind of persons. Do you think that homosexuality is a pestilence, a disease which can spread to all members of the society? But you did not think that the persons infected by the homosexuality are involuntary, just like people having cancer! They did not want it but they acquired it. For your information, homosexuality is not a disease! And do you recall your history? Homosexuality is already accepted in some ancient civilizations, like in Greece! Remember Adrien that God also taught us how to love, accept and respect our neighbors as what they really are, as you love your God!” He gave a furious look. “Do not insult or deride them because they did not want it! For the last time, I remind you that do not become judgmental!”

            “Me, judgmental? Rémy, I am against them because God, as told in the bible, forbade them due to their unaccepted acts. God only created two sexes and if this disease will spread throughout Montagnac, the people here will deluged in immorality! I think Mayor Lienbridge have the same vision as mine. The Montagnac authorities want to save the people to their perdition.” Father Adrien opposed. “And Father Rémy, I am wondering why you have a great sympathy with those homophiles. Are you one of them?”

            Father Rémy ignored him. “Don’t worry; you will be damned one day.” He simpered.

            Messieurs, s’il vous plaît! Remember that you are in the House of God! Don’t argue here. Forget that argument and instead, we must rejoice because we meet together again after a long time. Don’t make this reunion a trouble one!” Then he looked to Father Rémy meaningfully.

            After that, there was a long pause. But the three were interrupted when someone knocked on the door. Father Adrien decided to open it. When he opened the door, a tall young man in his middle adolescence period appeared to him. The young man has surprisingly handsome face, with a straight blonde hair, had a slender body and a complexion fair as the snow. His eyes were blue, like it was fueled by some mysteries. Father Rémy saw the young man and he became blunt. The young man gave respect to the priests in front of him and handed over the folded vest and stole to the former parish priest and talked in his baritone voice. “Père, bon après-midi. These are the vest and the stole you asked for.”

            Merci,” said Father Georges with gratitude. “Anyway, this is Father Rémy Gilroy, your new parish priest.” He introduced his fellow clergyman to the young man. And then he looked to Father Rémy and he introduced the young man. “Rémy, this is Gérard… Gérard Montmélian, one of my sacristans.”

            Bonjour, Père…” Gérard greeted with respect.

            Bonjour aussi… nice to meet you.” Father Rémy replied and he gave his right hand to the young man. Gérard accepted it and they shook hands. But Father Rémy became sweaty as he feel Gérard’s balmy hand. His body became warm and he cannot explain it. The natural heat of the summer perhaps. He observed Gérard’s handsome face and his heartbeat began to rise so he decided to release the young man’s hand. In the meantime, Gérard vowed to him and he asked for his blessing. Father Rémy blessed the young man at once and the latter went outside with respect. Father Adrien closed the door afterwards and they went again on their conversations but with different topic.

            Hours passed, Father Georges Du Buolay decided to leave the church so he gave his successor guidelines to be able to continue what he had started. Before leaving, he talked to his successor, Father Rémy Gilroy.

            “Father Rémy, you are now the new parish priest of Église de Saint-Laurent. I know that you will become a good shepherd of Christ here in Montagnac.” Father Georges said.

            “Yes, Father Georges. I will do my best to make this parish a united one. Don’t worry; I will continue what you had started.” Father Rémy replied and he gave a meaningful smile.

            “And also those temptations are everywhere. You must pray to God in order you to fight them. I knew that temptations are the best enemies of the priests.” Father Rémy’s predecessor advised.

            “Don’t worry, Georges and I already forgot what happened to us when we are in the seminary.”

            Father Georges became uneasy when he recalled what happened to them, years back in the seminary. He did not want to remember it so he changed the topic and afterwards, he bid goodbye to his long time friend. “Adieu!

            Then the former parish priest of the Église de Saint-Laurent went out of the office.

*          *          *

While riding on a cab, Father Georges decided to look on the window at his side and he observed his way towards the train station in Montpellier where he will ride a train up to Castelnaudary, his new parish in Rousillon.

            He observed his way. He remembered the years were he was in Montagnac. He already loved the place and he considered it as his second home.

             “Father Rémy will do more in Montagnac. I know he can be a good shepherd of —.” he thought but like a thunder, he recalled when he was in the seminary – while the heat of summer touches his skin.

            It was summer in the French Seminary in Rome, Italy where the three studied their theological studies. One hot and humid afternoon, young Georges felt wet while he was in his room inside the seminary. He got three roommates: two of them is Rémy and Adrien. But the three were outside. They were playing outside, I suppose, he thought. So without hesitation, he decided to take a bath. He went directly to the bathroom inside their room but he forgot to lock the door.

            Georges felt the coldness of the water on his entire skin while he was showering. Suddenly, someone opened the door and entered. Georges became frightened and he faced the opened door. There he saw a man almost two years younger at his age, standing and staring at him. Georges shrugged when he saw the man. He did not care that he was naked because they are on the same sex. Instead, he snorted to the man.

            “Hey, I am not finished yet! Next time, you knock first!”

            Yet the man ignored him and he closed the door instead. He began to approach towards Georges. The man stared at him with fire. When the man reached Georges, he closed his face and kissed the bewildered man to his lips. Georges avoided his lips to the man and he instantly pushed the man away from him. “God! Are you insane? God damn it!”

            But this time, the man approached him again, carrying a bottle of spray. He sprayed Georges’ face. The latter smelled it and he felt dizziness. He became numb instantly. As Georges felt uneasiness, the man approached his face and started to kiss him at the lips.

            “No, no, no!” Georges exclaimed while he was felt into stupor.

            The man lowered his face and started to lick Georges’ chest and nipples. Georges shrieked with pain. The man’s tongue flickered down towards his abdomen like a flame. Georges felt limped and tired, and at the same time, frightened. But the chemicals sprayed on his face started to take effect. Georges began to gasp. The man continued to lick his abdomen down to his navel until he knelt and plunged his face down to Georges’ lower thighs.

            “Please don’t…” Georges screamed but the man ignored him. Georges felt warm as the man clutched his spear and began to beat and pumped on it, up and down, repeatedly. Afterwards, Georges felt some excitement and his spear erupted. He began to shiver. Then the man sucked and licked his spear up to its tip until it went purple and dry. In a few moments, the seminarian became unconscious.

            “Sir, we are now here in the Montpellier station.” said the taxicab driver to the priest.

            Father Georges returned to his mind. “How much?” He asked the driver.

            “Eight euros, Monsieur.” The driver replied.

            The priest paid the driver afterwards before jumping out of the cab carrying his luggage.

            Past is past, Father Georges thought. I forgave him already.

*          *          *

Night had fallen over Montagnac.

As an altar boy, Gérard Montmélian must maintain the orderliness and the cleanliness of the whole church before he closes the porch. His two companions, Denis and Louis, were already asleep. He had no choice but to take over all the responsibilities in the church.

            After he closed the main porch, Gérard went to the parish priest’s office to clean its surroundings. He was amazed when he opened the office, unlocked. Together with his broom and dust pan, he swept the floor. While sweeping, his attention was caught by a gold locket at the top of the priest’s table. Due to curiosity, he went to the table and touched it. But someone from the open door roared him.

            Monsieur, what are you doing?”

            Gérard became frightened and he quickly placed the locket again to the table. Then he faced the open door where the voice of an angry man came.

            “I’m sorry, Père.” apologized Gérard when he saw the man wearing black clerical cassock standing before him. He was Father Rémy Gilroy.

            “Next time, monsieur, respect other’s privacy.” Father Rémy said with a loud voice. “If you are done, you may go.”

            Oui, Père Rémy. I’m so sorry.” And Gérard felt embarrassed as he walked out of the parish priest’s office. But the priest grabbed his right hand. Gérard became terrified. Father Rémy stared to the young man meaningfully. The young sacristan became afraid as his forehead began to sweat. The priest observed Gérard’s face – his blue eyes that are dark as the ocean, his blonde hair down to his slender body and fair complexion. The sixteen-year-old sacristan and the same time, an altar boy, on the other hand, feared the priest and he begged for his release.

            Père Rémy, I’m sorry. I don’t have an intention to steal that locket to you. I was preparing to clean your office. My conscience is clean. Père, s’il vous plaît!

            Father Rémy instantly returned to his mind and he released Gérard’s right hand. “Okay, you may go. But next time, I do not want to see you holding anything that belongs to mine.” Then he took his gold locket placed on the table. But then, Gérard Montmélian went out to the office quickly.

            Father Rémy grinned while he was seated on his executive chair, looking at his gold locket. His looks were like a fiend.

*          *          *

Three days passed, Gérard Montmélian was sweeping the floor beside the altar when his co-sacristan, Denis, went to him with scream. Gérard wondered so he asked his friend.

            “Are you okay, Denis? What happened? Your face is like screaming.”

            “Gérard,” Denis gasped. “Father Rémy’s locket was missing and he found it on your bag! He accused you in trying to steal it!”

            “Oh, my God! I didn’t steal anything. Swear to God!” Gérard said in a sudden.

            “Father Rémy is approaching!” Denis exclaimed when he saw the priest coming in their place.

            “Come here, Gérard!” Father Rémy ordered with anger and he grabbed the young sacristan’s right hand. “For the second time, you tried to steal my gold locket. You bypassed my privacy!”

            “Father, I did not steal anything. Release me, s’il vous plaît!” Gérard begged while his right hand was squeezed by Father Rémy. “Promise to God, I did not steal anything!”

            “I will call the gendarmes or the DCPJ to bring you to the jail. I’m assuring you that you will be imprisoned!” Father Rémy said while he dragged Gérard towards his office. The priest will call the Direction Centrale Police Judiciaire to castigate the young man in stealing his gold locket.

            At his office, Father Rémy brought Gérard inside and then he went out and locked the office. The young man was imprisoned in the parish priest’s office for a while. Gérard cried for his misfortune. God knows that I am innocent, he thought. He pictured himself being imprisoned together with other criminals even if he was innocent.

            Almost thirty minutes later, Gérard noticed that someone outside is trying to open the door. He heard the ramming of the key into the lock before the door opened instantly. Gérard became surprised when a man wearing a black cassock entered the room. He stared at Gérard like a devil. Nevertheless, the young sacristan continued to beg for his release.

            “I am innocent! I did not steal that locket. Believe me!”

            But the man ignored him. His eyes were like a raging fire. His smile is like as of the devil. The man approached towards the young sacristan while the latter is sitting on the visitor’s chair in front of the priest’s main table. At back of Gérard, the Devil touched the young man’s broad shoulders affectionately and he whispered to Gérard’s left ear.

            “I will let you free in one condition…” said the Devil and he began to kiss the young man’s neck.

            Gérard became shocked about the effeminate action of the Devil so he quickly stood up and he move away to the blazing Devil.

            “What is this for?” asked Gérard while he was perplexed at the unexpected actions of the Devil.

            “Gérard don’t try to become innocent. You knew what I mean.”

            Gérard became confused. Meanwhile, the Devil started to undress himself while approaching to the young man.

            “You are insane!” Gérard exclaimed. “I respected you. I obeyed you. You are a shepherd of Christ but what you are doing right now? You are disgusting!”

            As the Devil approached the young sacristan, he sprayed the latter to his face. Poor Gérard, after inhaling the sprayed chemical on his face, became numb and dazed in a few seconds. His legs became limped while he felt wooziness. Then the Devil began to undress the poor young man and he began to kiss him on the lips. Gérard felt like he was now burning in hell. The surroundings became hot and humid due to the summer season. He wanted to escape from the tight hands of the Devil.

            The Devil began to do his fantasies to the young man. He was like a woman who is craving for sex. The Devil kissed Gérard at the lips before lowering his face to the chest, licking it like an ice cream. Gérard tried to shout for help but he was already lost his voice.

            “Help me…” Gérard faltered. Then he turned to the Devil. “Damn bullshit You are in the house of God! One day God will put you to hell!” He stressed his last word. “IMMORAL!

            The last word made the Devil to become angry so he strongly blew Gérard’s right cheek using his bony wrist. Afterwards, he grabbed and pulled the hair of the poor sacristan. He spoke like Satan. “If you did not shut your mouth, I will not hesitate to end your life! You are mine!” After that, he lowered his face down to the abyss as he knelt and plunged his face to the young man’s lower thighs.

            Gérard, seemingly helpless, began to sob and prayed. “God, help me, s’il vous plaît! Save me from the fires of hell!” Afterwards he felt an orgasm.

            The Devil was now feasting on his own body. Gérard lost his strength until the climax came to his mortality. Later on, he felt unconscious while leaving his own body to be feasted by the Devil. The Devil continued having sex with Gérard just to satisfy his desire.

*          *          *

Father Rémy Gilroy was on the Parc de L’Amour, few meters away from Église de Saint-Laurent, to spend his vacant time for some recreation. He was sitting on a park bench beside the century-old fountain depicting Eros, the Greek god of sensual love, bowing to the sky upward. The priest observed the fountain and its surroundings. Then like a flash, something came back from his memory. He was now burning in hell.

            The room was dark and hot when young Rémy was imprisoned for a while for his punishment. He was accused theft by a priest working inside their orphanage. Rémy stole the gold crux gemmata necklace placed on the priest’s table. When the priest looked for his crux gemmata, he discovered it was missing. Because of anger, he called all the orphaned children inside their orphanage and he ordered the nuns to inspect all of them. Finally, the crux gemmata found. They found it on Rémy. The whole orphanage was shocked when they knew that Rémy stole the property of the priest. They knew that Rémy was a good child. He cannot stole anything because he has a great fear on God. Thou shall not steal, the child remembered one of the Ten Commandments. But it was too late; Rémy already stole the crux gemmata.

            The poor child was brought to the office of the priest and locked him for several hours. Then finally, someone is trying to open the door. He heard the ramming of the key outside. Then in a few moments, the priest entered the room and then he locked it afterwards. Rémy was seated on the floor when his hand was grabbed by the priest.

            “Please forgive me!” Rémy begged. “I thought there was no one owning it.”

            But the priest ignored him.

            “Please, Father. I am so sorry!” He continued.

            This time, the priest undressed him and whispered. “Be quiet or else I will kill you.”

            Rémy became frightened. He did not know what the priest might do to him.

            “If you grow up, you are a handsome man…” The priest continued. His voice was affectionate. Very effeminate. The child looked him as the Devil.

            The twelve year-old Rémy closed his eyes when he was kissed by the priest on his neck down to his young body. He felt something strange from his body, like it was tickling. The Devil began to feast Rémy’s body. At this time, he also lost his innocence.

            The Devil licked his young body downward. Rémy felt some excitement and in a few minutes, something fluid burst to his genital. The Devil grinned after he saw it.

            “You are a man now…” The Devil said and he continued molesting young Rémy.

            But the molestation to the young man continued many times.

            Rémy lost his innocence already. He already knew what the Devil is doing to him. The Devil has a carnal hunger to him. He was a pedophile.

            The twelve year old child realized that he was not a child anymore. He was now a young man. Rémy began to discover something joy from his own body through the Devil. All about sex.

            Rémy hated the priest who molested him. Since he was molested, he felt that he was already bemired. He felt he was now dirty from his body and soul. His honor was damaged. The priest dishonored him.

            One day, young Rémy was showering in the bathroom when the Devil entered. The young man became frightened. He knew that the Devil was able to molest him again. The Devil approached to Rémy and he began to indulge the body of the young man. But this time, hatred was felt by Rémy so he pushed the Devil away from him. The Devil on the other hand, still did not hesitate to approach him. “Ah, you are now fighting back at me. I like that!” The Devil said, laughing. “I am right; you are as like as the god of love, Eros. You are so handsome but naughty.”

            Rémy tried to escape from the hands of the Devil but he failed. A strong grasp was done by the Devil to him and afterwards, Rémy felt the hot feeling touched his skin that penetrates his entire body. His body began to shake while the Devil was harassing him. Rémy still tried to escape the man, until he was given a chance to fight back the Devil. He pushed the Devil away from him forcibly. The priest who is the Devil became unbalanced and he was slipped due to the wet floor tiles. The Devil instantly fell on the floor and his head was accidentally bumped to the toilet. The priest’s head broke instantly and he died. Rémy saw the surge of blood flowing on the Devil’s head. Because of that the young man became confused. He killed the man. He killed the priest who harassed him sexually. He violated one of God’s Ten Commandments: Thou shall not kill.

            Young Rémy lost his innocence in an instant.

*          *          *

Gérard Montmélian woke up from his nightmare. He was greeted by the silent dark room surrounded him. The Devil was out, he thought. Gérard felt he was a dirty man who engaged in a sex with another man who is a homosexual. He also noticed that he was already dressed but not properly and he was lying on a long sofa inside. When he stood up, his abdomen downward was writhing in pain. Gérard Montmélian, a straight guy, was harassed by a homosexual wearing a black cassock.

            He will certainly pay for his sins, Gérard thought and his anger rose. He is like a lion who will like to kill the person who molested him, so he quickly approached the door to find the Devil but he found out that the door was locked and he cannot go outside of the office. He had no options but to shout, asking for help to anybody outside.

            Minutes later, the door opened and Gérard saw again the Devil wearing a black cassock. The young sacristan felt tempestuous so he attacked the Devil to biff him. But the Devil immediately sprayed the young sacristan to his face. Gérard inhaled the chemical contents of the spray again and in a few seconds felt into stupor. The Devil started to harass him afterwards.

*          *          *

Gérard Montmélian was molested by the Devil three times.

            After the Devil finished his sensual pleasure to the poor young sacristan, he immediately wore his black cassock and he want away, locking the door while the “paralytic” Gérard was still unconscious.

            Minutes passed, the young sacristan regained his consciousness. He lied in a long sofa and he was already dressed. The room was totally hot. He looked to the surroundings and it was totally dark. The air-condition unit installed in the office was disabled. The door and the windows are locked. Gérard stood up and went to the door to seek help from outside. Maybe that bullshit is out of the church, he thought. Without hesitation, he knocked the door violently and shouted so that anyone from outside could hear. He looked to the clock afterwards. It was 5:45 in the afternoon, and the sun began to set. Still the room was totally hot due to the summer season. I am now burning in hell in advance. Gérard kept shouting and knocking the door violently, hoping that one of his co-sacristans or Father Adrien Kirchner heard him and helped him to open the door.

            “Help me! Somebody help me!”

            Meanwhile, Father Adrien Kirchner arrived on the church and he was amazed when he saw the porch of the church was still open even if the sun was already set and the night will conquer the skies soon. He also noticed that the church was so silent and he found no one inside the church. Father Rémy Gilroy and his sacristans Denis, Louis and Gérard Montmélian were all gone. Because of that he became wondered.

            “What kind of nutcase is this?” asked Father Adrien to himself then he chuckled. “Hello is there anybody home?”

            As he approached the altar, he was frightened when he heard someone shouting, asking for help. He tracked where the loud voice came from. He was surprised when the noise he traced was inside the parish priest’s office. Father Adrien Kirchner tried to open the door but he noticed that in the upper right of the door was padlocked, so the priest ran immediately towards the room where all the carpentry tools are stored. Father Adrien handled an axe and he went back to the parish priest’s office and he hit the padlock strongly for many times until it finally broke up. Immediately he pushed the door and he found Gérard inside. The priest became shocked and at the same time, puzzled.

            “What are you doing here?” asked Father Adrien while gasping. “Where’s Father Gilroy?”

            The young sacristan replied with traces of fear and anger. “Father, please help me. I was imprisoned here for eight hours. I was sexually harassed!”

            Father Adrien did not hear the last sentence. “Where are they? Where are the other sacristans? Why there is no one here in Saint-Laurent? It is like an abandoned church!” He paused. Something registered to his mind. I was sexually harassed. “And what did you say?”

            Gérard began to cry with anger. “Father let us go out of here. Father Rémy will soon be here in a minute!” He gasped. “Father Rémy molested me! He abused me sexually! He is gay!”

            “What did you say?” Father Adrien seemed he does not believe. “Father Rémy raped you sexually? Is he gay?”

            “Yes, he molested me sexually!” Gérard assured, and then he picked something on his pocket. “This is the proof that he molested me. He also has a chemical spray that can paralyze a person who inhaled it for one hour. He used it to me. And I found this thing in my own—.”

            Father Adrien stared at Gérard’s hand while holding a piece of used cylindrical transparent rubber. “A used condom?” The priest became confused. Holy shit!

            “Father,” Gérard continued. “I will kill that damn bullshit! He made me a dirty, disgusting person! I will sure you that he will pay for his sins!”

            “Are you telling the truth?” The priest was still confused. Oh my God! Have mercy on me!

            “Yes Adrien, I molested him because I love him!” The voice echoed from their back.

            The two, Father Adrien and Gérard, looked where the voice came from. They were surprised when they found out the Devil is walking towards them, carrying a five-meter long metal tube.

            “Father Rémy, you mean you are gay?” asked Father Adrien. “You molested Gérard?”

            “Goddammit! You sanctimonious bastard!” Gérard shouted with anger. “You do not deserve to be called a priest because you are immoral!”

            The Devil ignored them. Instead, he approached towards Father Adrien and Gérard. The latter picked a Swiss knife from his pocket and he threatened it to the gay priest. “This time, I will not let you to harass me again!”

            Father Adrien approached the Devil. “Rémy, just calm down! I will not hurt you. Just put it down and we will talk.” Then he tried to block the Devil.

            “I HATE YOU!” The Devil exclaimed to Father Adrien then he blew the latter violently using his metal tube. Father Adrien was hit to the right portion of his face and then the poor priest fell on the floor and left unconscious. Father Adrien’s right portion of his forehead began to bleed.

            However, Gérard attacked the Devil with his Swiss knife he got from one of the drawers inside the parish priest’s office. “You are worst than an animal, you son of a bitch!”

            Then silence came to the church.

*          *          *

Father Adrien Kirchner woke up with an intense pain on his head. He touched his forehead. He was frightened when he saw blood on his hands. The blood came from the open wound in his forehead. He also became terrified when he saw drops of blood stained on the floor. He traced it and he found out the dead end is on the comfort room beside the Office of the Parish Priest of Église de Saint-Laurent.

            When he reached the open comfort room, he was terrified when he saw a man’s body lying down on the floor while bathing with its own blood. Father Adrien noticed that the man’s neck was torque backward, twisted 180 degrees in the wrong direction.

            Father Adrien Kirchner wanted to vomit due to the mangled body of the young sacristan Gérard who was brutally murdered by the Devil. The priest’s anger to the Devil rises. Because of the terrifying scene, Father Adrien ran quickly towards outside the church to find the Devil – Father Rémy Gilroy.

            My suspicion is true. Father Adrien recalled when he was in the seminary together with Father Georges and Father Rémy. One day, before they ordained as priests, the three celebrated in their room early. Adrien smuggled a liquor poured in a water jug to make it unnoticed to the other clergymen inside the seminary. When the four became drunk (with their other roommate named Jonas Royes who became bishop of Le Havre) and the two – Georges and Jonas – felt asleep while Rémy and Adrien still continued to drink. Adrien felt giddy afterwards after he drank almost of the liquor poured in the water jug. On the other hand, Rémy went towards and straddled at him. His hand was holding Adrien’s hands down while his eyes ablaze with a mischievous fire. Then without hesitation, Rémy kissed Adrien on the lips. Adrien became frightened and he immediately punched Rémy on the right cheek.

            Rémy shouted in pain. “Hey, dude! It is only a joke!”

            A  joke, Father Adrien thought. Bullshit!

            Finally the priest looked at the upper tower of the church. There he saw Father Rémy Gilroy standing on the top of the rooked tower. Father Adrien ran towards inside and he went upstairs until he reached the top of the tower of Église de Saint-Laurent.

            Father Adrien’s anger to the Devil arouse when he saw the latter standing in front of him. Father Rémy Gilroy is like a devil who disguised himself as a priest. On the other hand, the weathervane on the top of the finial began to rotate as the wind blows strongly.

            “Rémy, what happened to you? You killed Gérard for the sake of your sensual pleasure. What kind of person are you?” Father Adrien asked. “How dare you to do this to us! You are a Shepherd of Christ!”

            “You and Gérard are antagonists to our society!” The Devil replied. “I love him but he did not notice it. And I know one day, he will become a danger in our society so he must lost!”

            “What?” Father Adrien’s jaws almost fell. “Love? You are insane!”

            “Come on, Adrien. Every people were bounded by insanity. You are insane too!”

            “My God! You are under possessed by demons!”

            “You and other men were judgmental! You did not understand us! You are always treating us differently. All of you made us homosexuals excluded in the society! You did not understand because you always kept in your mind that we are all immoral! Only Georges understand our situation. He accepted me. He loved me. He made my life more meaningful even we are on the same sex. Georges and I have deep relationship before we ordained as priests!”

            Father Adrien was shocked. “Oh my God! Do you mean that you and Georges have a relationship? This is insanity!”

            “Adrien, I remembered that you saw me and Georges kissing each other in our room inside the seminary. I know you still remember that.”

            Father Adrien became confused. His head started to have migraine. “Lord, have pity on me, s’il vous plaît!

            “Now, you already knew the truth…” Father Rémy said as he approached the confused priest. He was holding a Swiss Knife that he used to kill Gérard. “It is the time to seek my revenge!”

            The night clouds started to rain.

            Father Rémy attacked Father Adrien with his Swiss knife. The latter avoided it immediately and he punched the Devil’s right cheek using his left hand. The Devil fell on the floor. They were wet enough due to the night storm. The thunder began to growl like a dragon. This is the sign were the summer has finally ended.

            The Devil finally recovered. His eyes were already glared with fire when he approached Father Adrien Kirchner. The latter was punched violently at his left jaw and he fell on the floor. Father Adrien stood up unbalanced, but a lethal blow on the chest was given to him by Father Rémy Gilroy. The poor priest fell again and he became feeble. Without hesitation, the Devil stabbed Father Adrien on the abdomen three times using his Swiss knife. Father Adrien began to gasp, catching his breath with difficulty. But he was stabbed again by Father Rémy on his chest, eight times. The poor priest started to excruciate. Afterwards, the Devil grabbed Father Adrien’s collar and he carried the agonizing poor priest towards the edge of the tower and he mercilessly dropped Father Adrien downward. The poor priest was falling fast, and he tumbled helplessly into the void before smashing onto the cement ground below.

            Father Rémy had no regrets what he had done to his friend Father Adrien. He saw the lifeless body of his friend on the ground, seeping with crimson fluid flowing from his wounds, like it has life of its own. But the blood seeped in the ground was washed away as the heavy raindrops fell from the sky.

*          *          *

The dawn came to Montagnac.

            The Direction Centrale Police Judiciaire of Montagnac responded immediately as the parish priest of Église de Saint-Laurent called for emergency.

            “Where do you find the two bodies inside the church premises?” The lieutenant asked Father Rémy.

            “When I went here an hour ago, I was with my two sacristans, Denis and Louis when Denis found Gérard Montmélian’s murdered body inside the comfort room. When I saw it, I was shocked so I asked for help. Meanwhile, Louis found the body of my assistant priest Adrien Kirchner lying down dead on the ground beside the Adoration Chapel.” The priest replied calmly.

            “Well… according to our investigation, there is only one killer who killed these two victims. But we are very difficult to trace the killer because we found no fingerprints on the victims’ bodies. I guess the killer used rubber hand gloves.”

            “Sir,” Father Rémy continued. “I think the real motive of the killer is to steal the antique ivory statue of Saint Laurence inside this church. According to my predecessor, many thieves tried to steal it just to make money.”

            “Well Father, we will resolve this as soon as possible. One of the aspects we investigate is the real motive of the killer, that is, to steal the antique statue of Saint Laurence who many believed it is already two hundred years old.”

            Merci, monsieur.” Father Rémy thanked the lieutenant. Then he went inside the church – to the altar to pray for Gérard’s and Father Adrien’s souls.

            And the truth will be lost forever.



3 mga puna

  1. I recently came accross your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I dont know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog.

    Tim Ramsey

  2. may you continue writing. your fictional maneuvering (from using a nom de plume to an introductory disclaimer) excites me more than the sexual come-on in the narrative (that was quite exaggerated in the tags).

  3. bakit mo ba ginawa ito ano ba ang intensyon mo? ang totoo nagandahan ako sinong magg aakala na isang 13 yrs old ay makakasulat ng gannito. at talagang nakakapukaw ng intensyon ang kwentong ito. sa iyong palagay bakit ba may ganitong pangyayari. dahil kung titignan ay pwede itong mangyari kahit saan at kailan. ano ba ang pumasok sa iyong isipan at naisipan mong itranslate ito…………………………………………………..

    natsume of alice academy

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