Chapter Seventeen
Intrepid - 3755 C.E.
The lawn surrounding the villa that Isaac and his five surviving comrades had secured was littered with the bodies of the recently slaughtered. One corpse belonged to Jacob who'd suffered a martyr's death in the struggle to secure the villa for true believers. Two belonged to the accursed heretical Baptists who'd obstinately fought to defend the villa. But to no avail. One of the heretics had died at Isaac's hands. Isaac's had jumped on top of the man, tugged him forcefully by the beard that the heretic had sinfully let grow and smashed his head repeatedly onto the hard patio. It took four, maybe five, attempts but at last there was a satisfying crack of the skull and the fresh dribble of blood from the nostrils, ears and mouth that was proof that Isaac had released the heretic's soul to eternal damnation.
However, had Ezra not been so watchful Isaac too might have been killed as another of the crazed bearded heretics leapt onto Isaac's back while he was bashing open the skull of his comrade. Like all Holy Crusaders the only weapons at Ezra's disposal were those he could improvise from what little he could find. In this case, he employed nothing more than a rock that he'd dug out of the soil and used that to first smash the assailant's nose and then to bring it down again and again onto the heretic's head until it also cracked.
The bodies of the two Baptist heretics and the one Christian martyr weren't the only ones scattered about the lawn. There were three others which hadn't yet been cleared away by the Intrepid's waste disposal systems and were therefore less than a day old. Judging by the fact that the heads were shaved as well as the faces, these naked men were probably Buddhists. There was further evidence that the Baptists hadn't been at the villa very long at all from the sticky sap in the groove of the cross carved into a tree. They'd probably only secured the property from the Buddhists a few hours before Isaac and his comrades in turn wrested it away from them.
One of the Buddhists was moaning. He wasn't quite dead.
"What should we do?" asked Elijah.
"He is worse than a heretic," said Isaac. "He is a pagan. He should be burnt alive. Recall Chapter 7 Verse 15 of the Book of Joshua: '
And it shall be, that he that is taken with the accursed thing shall be burnt with fire, he and all that he hath: because he hath transgressed the covenant of the LORD, and because he hath wrought folly in Israel.
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"We haven't got anything to burn him with," said Elijah.
"It says in Chapter 17, Verses 2 to 5, of the Book of Deuteronomy that
'If there be found among you... man or woman, that ... hath gone and served other gods, and worshipped them, either the sun, or moon, or any of the host of heaven, which I have not commanded;... Then shalt thou bring forth that man or that woman, which have committed that wicked thing, unto thy gates, even that man or that woman, and shalt stone them with stones, till they die.'"
said Isaac.
"In that case, then let the Lord's will be done," said Ezra who was still carrying the stone he'd used to kill the Baptist heretic. He threw it with some force into the Buddhist pagan's face. Then, with blood staining both the stone and his hands, he kicked over the prostrate body so that the pagan could look directly towards the sky.
"Is he still alive?" asked Elijah.
"Best to be sure," said Ezra who bent down on his knees and hammered the stone onto the Buddhist's skull until the blood flowed from the nose and mouth so abundantly that the pagan couldn't possibly still be alive.
"Amen," said Isaac.
"Amen," echoed his few remaining companions.
Isaac surveyed those around him. With Jacob dead there was now even fewer true believers. The first to die was David and of all the recent deaths this was the one that most troubled Isaac. The others had died as martyrs to the cause: which in truth was now simply to find and secure a place to live in the perilous regions of the Intrepid's outermost level.
It had become ever more apparent that Isaac and his comrades weren't welcome in the villa that had once been their original home. In fact, not one group of Holy Crusaders could tolerant the presence of another for very long. Civil war soon broke out between the different rooms where the diverse factions had housed themselves. It was obvious that that the Seventh Day Adventists were the most numerous in the villa and also those with the most fearsome reputation. After they'd massacred every last one of the Methodists who lived in the adjacent room, it was inevitable that Isaac and his comrades would be the next to be slaughtered. The only reason they delayed their flight was the knowledge that this would in itself be risky.
And so it was. Although Isaac and his comrades tried to fool the Seventh Day Adventists by leaving singly so as not to arouse suspicion, by the time there was only two left it was unavoidable that a fight should break out. It was a miracle that only Amos was to die a martyr's death. Ezra escaped with only bruises and scratches.
From then on, Isaac's company were fated to wander the outermost level like the Prophet Abraham in search of other villas in which they could settle. The other splintering factions of the Holy Crusaders had all independently arrived at the same conclusion as Isaac and his comrades. There was no countenancing the proposition that they should share accommodation with one another. Any attempt to do so would result only in slaughter. Indeed, Isaac soon realised that mutual intolerance might often be determined in a rather less merciful solution than mere slaughter.