Inside the Saint's Illusion
Claudia Wulf stepped out of the Confession Booth having finished confessing her sins, those they were fewer everyday as the evil forces within the nation were being crushed without mercy by the New Holy Inquisition under the direction of her cousin Jerry. The hem of Claudia's black dress covered the floor for over three inches, making sure that not even a hint of skin was seen, only her face and hands were visible in this dress that ensured that no part of her body conveyed anything sexual.
Claudia walked the aisle of the Church that was apart of the White Home, the giant white manor of the Wulf family for three generations. Claudia's thoughts which had been focused on the Virgin Mary began to turn back in time...
Claudia sat on the floor sobbing, by instinct she remembered that if she had to vomit she had to do it in her dress or be a bad girl, she didn't want to be a badder girl now that she already was a bad one.
"Claudia!" the big man in the black military uniform roared like a beast as he slapped her on the head, "I told you to keep your shitty toys off the floor and this is what you do!" he grabbed the offending toy, a small cabbage patch doll with long blond hair and began to beat Claudia on the back with it. Claudia's screams and tears went ignored by the armed guards in the room, all of them were used to seeing her be hurt.
"If you so much as leave ONE toy on the f*cking floor ever agian you'll never see the light of day agian, do you understand?" the big man said as he pulled her off the ground, a long stream of snot was pouring out of her nose as she cried. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" he screamed agian as he smacked her, the girl nodded and the big man let her go and stormed out of the room, Claudia did not get off the floor until morning but lay there in a stupor.
"NO!" Claudia whispered in agony and pain as she began slapping herself hard over and over, "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! Stop it you weakling, stop it!" Claudia fought for control for several minutes before she was able to keep from crying, she smoothed her hair out and walked out, the only signs of something wrong were the ugly red marks on her beautiful face. Her priest, Father Voss had seen this before and did not remark on it as he peek at her from a crack in the door of the Confession Booth, the Priest waited until Claudia had left the small Church and he could no longer hear her footsteps before he left as well.
On the Church floor there was a single drop of blood, Claudia had cut her face with her own fingernails.
Grand Lady Claudia Wulf
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The Armed Republic of Khallaca III
The Protectorate of St Vroda
Jerry Wulf, the Bishop of St. Luke and the head of the Office of Holy Inquisition (OHI) and one of the most powerful people in all of Khallaca III was very angry at the moment. The middle-age cleric glared at various clerics and military reps. who had just taken their seats at this unexpected meeting of the OHI. Jerry was unable to keep the anger out of his voice as he began, "The reason I have called this meeting is to enlighten our members to a new threat to the morality and devotion of our people. The threat I am going to expose is not from the underground gambling dens, or the Commie-Pinko Anarchists that wish to bring ruin to us, or even the Wicca Heretics, no this threat comes from the inside."
The men in the room stiffen as the Bishop Jerry Wulf takes a breath and then says the words of infamy, "It comes from a traitor who was found with plans to assassinate the Grand Lady Claudia Wulf during her visit to the ReDedication Ceremony at the Church of St. Markus in Angelica." one of the men from the Police then asks, "Where is the traitor now and who is he?"
Jerry then replys, "His name is Barry Thomp, he was a minor officer in the Airforce for three years before leaving with honors, he then took up various odd jobs and the most recent was a janitor at a GovCorp. Gas Station before he was found in his apartment with a journal filled with plans and ideas for killing the Grand Lady, he is being held in a "military" facility for interrogation." the Bishop smiled and said, "But not to fear as this evil plot will be exposed to it's fullest, you see the man Barry had a powerful ally, a man who could get him close enough to the Grand Lady to kill her. That man should of been sitting in this room, his name is Father Hope Christmas." Jerry pointed at his empy chair, "In the journal we learned that Father Hope was giving him money, advice, even the weapons needed to kill the Grand Lady." The Bishop takes a drink of water and then goes on, "The threat for the moment is gone but I want every one of you to know that everyone in the OHI will be thoroughly investigated by the Sekra Polika, expect the unexpected gentlemen."
The men at the meeting wince with fear as the Bishop moves on to other buissness without fear, knwoing full well that none of them would risk making enemies of the Sekra Polika, the hidden arm of Khallaca justice.
Grand Lady Claudia Wulf
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The Armed Republic of Khallaca III
The Protectorate of St Vroda
Church of St. Mary: St. Luke
"Well played Jerrybear," Sister Catherine said as she began to massage her lover's sore muscles, she had given him quite the workout for the past hour. "Yes my dear those fools in the OHI bought my bullshit lock, stock, and barrel. Father Hope is now in the tender care of the Sekra Polika and when Claudia learns of the so-called "plot" she will be so afraid that she will do anything to secure her safety and power." Jerry began to moan as Catherine's massage began to travel south down to his genitals. "Yes beloved, soon you will have your cousin in the palm of your hand and the nation will be ours." Jerry didn't respond as Catherine slipped around her lover and felt him enter her for another hour long "workout". Their formal robes were still on the floor forgotton.
What they didn't know was that the room had been bugged by one of Jerry's so called "Loyal Bodyguards" and that at the other end of the bug Claudia was hearing every word and every moan of her traitor cousin's daily "workout"... and more.
Home: St. Luke
"The bastard!" Claudia roared like a wounded beast as she grabbed the headphones of her head and threw them on the ground in disgust. "The Hypocrite! I should never of appointed him to anything more than a sewage worker at one of the treatment plants..." Claudia began to pase about her little spy room deep underground beneath Home, her fury was building to epic proportions. But then she began to calm down and plot revenge.
An hour later she began to make some phone calls.
Grand Lady Claudia Wulf
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The Armed Republic of Khallaca III
The Protectorate of St Vroda
Church of St. Mary: St. Luke
In his humble and small quarters Father Voss finished writting in his journal, the aging minor priest with white hair that was beginning to go thin on the top wore his black horn rimmed glasses as he overlooked his new entry. He used a language of his own invention to protect his writtings from snoops and the spies of Bishop Jerry Wulf.
Translation of Journal:
November 4, 2010:
As usual I awoke at 5:00 AM with the other priests to tend the indoor hydroponics garden inside the second basement of the Church, the first basement is used to store wine and beer. After doing my required share of work one of the Lady Guards the personal bodyguards of the Grand Lady (his name was Aleix) and informed me that the Grand Lady wished for a private Confession in the private Church at the Home, note that this is her third Confession within a week. I still feel that it is a little pointless to have a Church in the Home if you have to go our of your way to get priests there but the reason that the Church at the Home is unattended by the laity is security concerns.
I will not relate the Confessions of Claudia Wulf in anyway shape or form.
After Claudia left confession however I saw an all too familar sight, Claudia lossing herself in her memories and slapping herself until she drew blood. I have known Claudia since she was 16 and I was forced to witness first hand her father's abuse of her, I befriended her and I became the Father she never had, she has always asked for my advice in many social and moral issues when she became the ruler of Khallaca III five years ago and now to see her so troubled by the past has me worried.
I fear that soon she must confront the ghosts of her past, but she cannot face such pain and agony alone, she needs help both from above and here on earth. I can only help her so much, I cannot fill the void that exists inside her heart, the void where tender thoughts of love should dwell, yet she has admitted to me that she has never loved anyone, she has admitted that she cares deeply for me, but as a daughter would her father and never as a lover.
I want to help her but I do not know what to do to help this girl. I can only ask that God be with her and guide her steps to safer waters.
-End of Entry-
Father Voss sighed and allowed the ink on the page to dry before closing the leather bound book. Voss didn't quite manage to stiffle a yawn when he put down his pen, it was getting late and the bells of the Church rang in the night, calling the men and women of the Church to slumber.
The Father loved his feather-down bed and the comfort it gave him.
Grand Lady Claudia Wulf
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The Armed Republic of Khallaca III
The Protectorate of St Vroda
The Home of the Grand Ruler (Home): St. Luke
Claudia could not stop crying, sob after sob wracked her body causing her more pain than the agony the sinners suffered when they burned in Heaven's Square in the noonday sun during the day. "Why can't I... stop crying?" she asked herself in a weak voice in between sobs. In truth she knew the answer, even though her traitor cousin and his lover were in the tender hands of the Sekra Polika and Father Christmas was now free and with full exoneration, even though the puppet her fat cousin had used was now in wormy earth in the pits of hell she couldn't make the dreams stop.
"Dreams." Claudia said to herself with a sneer, "More like visions of hell." Claudia whispered a prayer to God to make the nightmares end and protect her from dark forces. Claudia so hated having to use sleeping pills unless she had to. Claudia closed her eyes and began to drift into sleep.
Within five minutes of being asleep she woke up screaming, visions of her father beating her burned into her brain.
After another fifteen minute crying fit Claudia managed to calm down enough to drive the images away, she glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand next to her four-poster bed. "It's only 10:00 PM." she thought as she got out of bed, her white cotton nightgown went down to her barefeet as she walked to her personal bathroom, her bedroom which in the daylight was beautiful and wondorus was now grim and filled with nightshadows. "Protect me from the lurkers in the dark O'Lord." Claudia prayed as she held her tiny gold cross to her chest. She flipped the light on in her bathroom and opened her medicine cabinet and grabbed the bottle of sleeping pills and took two.
In the drug-induced dreamless sleep Claudia was able to find rest from the agony of herself.
Grand Lady Claudia Wulf
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The Armed Republic of Khallaca III
The Protectorate of St Vroda
St. Elizabeth Medical Center: Port Bear
Father Christmas had been in the Emergency Room for several hours under heavy anesthesia while the doctors worked on their mystery patient to save his life. After three hours of surgery they won their battle with death and the good Father awoke to a most bizzare sight, none other than the Grand Lady herself seated in a chair in front of him with the morning sun pouring out of a window. "Good morning Father Christmas." The priest had a puzzled look on his face, "What happened to me? I can't remember anything." The Grand Lady smiled, "You suffered amnesia but everything will be explained to you when you are more fully rested."
Father Christmas then remembered who was in front of him, "Sorry mi'lady for not being more formal..." "Oh nonsense Father it was the very least I could do considering... Well it will be explained when you are feeling better and it's almost time for breakfast and I think you must be hungry."
The priest smiled as a young candystripper, who looked no more than 16 brought in two simple breakfast trays with two plates with pancakes and syrup and butter. "I apologies Grand Lady for not having more elegant fare fo you." the candystripper said as she sat the trays down. "Don't be sorry dear this will do just fine." Claudia said with a smile.
"It was a nice breakfast." Father Christmas thought.
Grand Lady Claudia Wulf
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The Armed Republic of Khallaca III
The Protectorate of St Vroda