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Herodian - Act 5

Short story By: fearnotbooks
Romance


Romantic Play


Submitted:Oct 14, 2011    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


ACT 5

Scene 1:

We see a very fancy art gallery. On the walls are some very interesting paintings and on the floor are some very interesting sculptures. A few people are mingling about the gallery-we see that some are interested in buying paintings on the wall. Enters Jerry-he is with his old friends-Malinda, Larry, and Susan. We also see a tall man-we've seen him before-it's Dr. Space. But isn't he from the future?

Larry:

Dude-you have gone a long way from just wanting to be successful in your career. This is a first class gallery-just look at these works. Man, you are selling your work with the best of them.

Susan:

Larry, is right-we are all very proud of you, Jerry.

(The others wander on off to view the artwork-but Malinda clings to Jerry.)

Malinda:

They are right, Jerry-you seem to have done so well. I can't help but think that had we finally gotten together-would you have been this successful?

Jerry:

(Sighs.) Fame and wealth are not everything, Malinda.

Malinda:

(Reacts.) I don't get it-you have everything-I mean-look at the rest of us-we graduated out of college just like you-but you went on the fast track to all of your dreams-aren't you happy?

Jerry:

The truth?

Malinda:

Well-yes-this is me, Malinda-you are talking to-you can tell me anything-you know that.

Jerry:

Some times-I just wish for the old days-before all this started to happen. When things were simple and our dreams seemed pure-we were just people-working hard to learn a skill that would take us somewhere-some place beyond tomorrow.

Malinda:

You are the only one among us that has actually managed to do that.

Jerry:

I guess that is the question-isn't it?

Malinda:

What do you mean?

Jerry:

Am I making it?

Malinda:

Why yes-you have wealth and fame-people across the world know and seek out your art-I mean-Good Lord-I wish that I was as lucky as you are-hell-I'd take even half of your good fortune.

Jerry:

(Snaps.) Don't say that!

Malinda:

Say what-I was just being honest-let's not pretend that the starving artist thing is any fun-because it isn't and after time-if you get enough rejections-you just end up old and lonely and forgotten. All your precious artwork-folded up in paper bags by your bedside. What type of life is that?

Jerry:

It's what happens to real people. Only ten percent of the people who seek out a career in the arts will succeed. And of that-only one percent will find any real success-on a major scale. For the rest of them-it is just an exercise in self indulgence.

Malinda:

Damn! Since when did you become so cynical?

Jerry:

Are you happy, Malinda?

Malinda:

I suppose so.

Jerry:

Ever wonder what life would be like if things were different-let's not pretend that we didn't have feelings for one another.

Malinda:

I'm not pretending-I still do. And if this is an honest conversation-I hate the fact that you went off and married that-that wealthy woman-without even giving us a chance.

Jerry:

Believe me-I've come to regret it also.

Malinda:

Really? Then what is keeping you from divorcing her and getting on with your life?

Jerry:

Lots of stuff-if you are married-don't seek to be loose from your wife.

Malinda:

That is a paraphrase from the Holy Bible. Are you telling me that you'd rather endure unhappiness than to exercise the modern ways of our society. Hell, Jerry-more that fifty percent of all people get divorced. Honestly-I didn't think you were the marrying kind-until you announced it that day-long time ago. I thought you just wanted to be friends and occasionally-lovers.

Jerry:

We were good together-weren't we?

Malinda:

Of course we were.

Jerry:

If I could undo this-I would. I acted on impulse-I was high and had been drinking. In my sober mind-I would have thought things through.

Malinda:

What are you talking about-me or her?

Jerry:

Can I trust you?

Malinda:

Yes.

Jerry:

She's not from this world...

Malinda:

(Doesn't get it.) What are you trying to say-that she is so beautiful and good in bed that she is not from this world. I think that is kind of insensitive!

Jerry:

No! That is not what I'm saying.

Malinda:

Okay-then what?

Jerry:

Herodia is an alien from another planet-actually she is a demon-but we call them aliens nowadays.

Malinda:

(Starts to laugh.) Oh-I thought you were serious for a moment-I forgot how irreverent you can be. That's a good one, Jerry.

Dr.Space:

(Joining them.) Well-I must say-we've made another sale of one of your paintings-at this rate-I'll have to seriously enlarge the selling prices of the remaining paintings and ask you to go back into the studio and start painting again.

Malinda:

Jerry-that is great news-I'm so proud of you! (She goes off to tell the others.)

Jerry:

Yeah-that's wonderful news.

Dr.Space:

For someone who has just earned another hundred thousand-for one painting-you seem kind of sad.

Usually-when I announce something like this-it's time to break out the champagne. Or are you one of those urban-neophytes who try and keep it real-I've got some good beer imports if you prefer.

Jerry:

I guess all this glory is going to my head.

Dr.Space:

Glory? If you want to see real glory-just look at how the Lord Jesus Christ created everything. Look at the mountains with their breath taking grandeur. Or look at the heavens-see how far above us they all are-yet no hand of ours has even begun to touch their vast secrets and mysteries. No-glory is reserved for someone who really has done something magnificent! You, Jerry-you are just an artist on a fast track to stardom.

Jerry:

I thought you guys were suppose to kiss ass and all of that stuff-just to keep the selling artist happy? You don't fit the mold.

Dr.Space:

Nor do you-in fact-I can honestly say-you wouldn't be here if not for that blindly beautiful wife of yours.

Jerry:

You know her?

Dr.Space:

(Laughs.) Not all is as it seems, Jerry.

Jerry:

(Becoming spooked.) I've heard that before-and when I did-I was sitting on a yachet with a bunch of aliens from another planet. Are you a Herodian?

Dr.Space:

Me? Oh no-I'm as human as you are, Jerry-or at least so it would seem.

Jerry:

What's that suppose to mean?

Dr.Space:

(Making sure that others are out of earshot.) In the distant future-humans can travel back in time. It is what has been called the Golden Age of Revelation. If mistakes are made-someone can fix it-usually it is the government. But there are private business that also have license to time travel.

Jerry:

Herodia told me that the Herodians were the ones who mastered time travel.

Dr.Space:

Jerry-you've been getting all of your information about the future from a demon-and they can't lie?

Jerry:

Point taken. Man-it feels so good to be able to talk to someone that isn't Herodian about all the freaky stuff that has been happening to me ever since I was married to Herodia. So humans are not the passive slaves of the Herodians-in the future?

Dr.Space:

I never said that!

Jerry:

What-I don't get it?

Dr.Space;

At first the Herodians made themselves known only to a few choice people on Earth-as they do to other civilizations on other planets. Those choice people-were not all politicians-and higher up people in society. No-they were common people-ever wonder what an invasion from another planet looks like-really?

Jerry:

Well-yes-tell me.

Dr.Space:

It looks like nothing-the same old same old. Massive disruption of a civilization would be stupid at its best. The smart thing to do is to introduce subversives in to unsuspecting civilization. Plant seeds of change and acceptance. Slowly start the path of the society in a new direction-oh-this takes time-but an entire planet can be taken over without firing one shot if it is done right. And even when the time comes-and there is a resistance-which there was-here on Earth-in the future-it can easily be taken down-by means of the planet's own government.

Jerry:

But how-we are fighting amongst ourselves-wouldn't we turn against some invading power and fight them?

Dr.Space:

One would think? But the truth of the matter is that-the Herodians didn't just come to overtake our planet-they offered cures for all of our diseases. An end to planet-wise warfare. A one world government-with the powers of Herodian at the top of the political chain. They even invented a savior for all of those that were looking for Christ to come-sometime in the future.

Jerry:

But everyone knows that the Lord Jesus Christ walked thousands of years ago. How could they be so deceived?

Dr.Space:

And they would have thought to have changed times and times of times. The Herodians changed our perception of events and times-they changed the way we kept time. There became six months to equal a year-and thirty six days in a month-and six days in a week.

Jerry:

Using that equation to mark time-the human life span would seem to double without them ever doing anything other than changing how we keep time.

Dr.Space:

Ah-the tricks of magic-but there was real magic being used. They were never so obvious.

Jerry:

But to what end?

Dr.Space:

Who do you think the enemy of the Herodian really is? Who are they fighting-that great mystery enemy that is more terrible than any enemy that mankind has ever faced-so fierce that it is the galvanizing factor in the unification of Earth-with its new savior-the Herodian-curing what seems incurable?

Jerry:

God?

Dr.Space:

(Touches his own nose and nods.) The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Jerry-they've been here since the beginning of time-in fact-they are the reason why time exist in the first place-just think about it. If Adam and Eve were pure and perfect when made-they would have no need for the keeping of time like we do-not in the imperfect sense that we keep time.

Jerry:

(Reacting.) Because they would live forever. So-why count time?

Dr.Space:

In the Kingdom Come-there will be no time-time would have come to an end in the old world-the old universe.

Jerry:

So-after the Second Coming-all hell breaks loose-but not the way that we generally think it would. The Herodians change the perceptions of what is good-good becomes bad and bad becomes good. Right becomes wrong and wrong becomes right. Without the gentle influence of a God-conscience-mankind is easily deceived into doing the will of Herodian. They are getting us ready to fight a war that can no be won!

Dr.Space:

The Herodian's think it can be won. And therein is the real threat-and it is to the human race. They have already fallen-they disguise themselves as angels of light-any wonder that they come and feign to have cures for all that ails the species-think about it-they are the ones who caused the tragedies in the first place. If you cause the disease-might not you be smart enough to have created the cure right along side?

Jerry:

Damn! Damn! How could I have been so stupid!

Dr.Space:

Hey-easy on yourself-Herodian has deceived the entire planet in the future-even so to have deceived the Elect-except that God Almighty has made provision for such a thing.

Jerry:

Wait a minute-why is it that you are here-and how is it that you are not deceived-if the Herodian's have planned so well and they are fallen angels-aren't they smarter than that? They are not stupid!

Dr.Space:

I never said that Herodian was.

Jerry:

Who are you-really?

Dr.Space:

I'm a simple man from your future-who has been sent here to help you-because-you are one of the chosen-the few-the proud-the catalyst.

Jerry:

Here we go again-that is what the Herodian's call me-how is it that you know this-what are you-what is your real name?

Dr.Space:

Why do you ask me for my real name-seeing that is a secret. We function down here just like one of them-they can not tell one from another-we are undercover-we too can make ourselves appear to be human-amongst other things.

Jerry:

You are shape shifters-the Herodians and you-your kind.

Dr.Space:

My kind is their kind-the only thing that differs us is that one is damn and the other saved. I'm with the saved.

Jerry:

You are what ancients called angels-you are an angel...

Dr.Space:

Enough spoken about this-the air has ears-and the walls have eyes.

Jerry:

Then I'll stop doing what I'm doing-that'll end the drama with me-then I can go back to my real life.

Dr.Space:

This is your real life, Jerry-this is who you are and what you have become. The only way out of this is death-and the permanent losing of your immortal soul.

Jerry:

What-you mean I'm damned!

Dr.Space:

You have a familiar spirit-and she is called Herodia. They stopped becoming simple things like animals-they have evolved into human form. It has taken them thousands of years to make the change-but evolution throughout the inception of Earth has always been what the Herodians have planned.

Jerry:

So-all those who believe that evolution is real-in a sense they are right-but they are damned-because it is the demons who have been evolving-spiritually through the Creation chain-first in nature-and them as aliens from another world.

Dr.Space:

All those charming stories about wood nymphs-elves-fairies-trolls-dragons-you get the picture.

Jerry:

They are all true. My God-how can mankind have been so stupid! We are being manipulated by master manipulators-the inventors of the lie!

Dr.Space:

Wow-you catch on fast-no wonder you are a catalyst.

Jerry:

There must be some other way out for me and those like me.

Dr.Space:

I only know about you-I'm assigned to keep an eye on you. But I'm not your original guardian angel-they have been kept at bay ever since you married Herodia. There has been a war going on for your soul.

Jerry:

Why-what did I do wrong?

Dr.Space:

Wrong-Jerry-you are married to a demon-can't get much more wrong than that!

Jerry:

But she doesn't look like a demon .

Dr.Space:

Really-and what does a demon look like?

Jerry:

You know-all ugly and crusty and horns and tails and you know.

Dr.Space:

And what does Herodia look like?

Jerry:

Well-well-she beautiful...

Dr.Space:

The best poisons are the ones that go unnoticed!

Herodia:

(Entering-she's been doing some shopping.) Hey, darling-I hear that you've sold some more paintings-that's wonderful-there is a quiet lake house I want you to look at. I think it would be wonderful for us to have. Hmm-you are not the original owner of this art gallery...

Dr.Space:

No-I bought it-just recently. I've offered your husband an exclusive contract-he's indicated that he is interested.

Herodia:

(Reacts.) No-we do business with only certain retailers-while we are glad to have done business with you-now that the gallery is in different hands-we'll be seeking another.

Dr.Space:

(Moving on-whispers to Jerry.) Be seeing ya...

Herodia:

What did he say to you-for some reason-he gives me the creeps-and I can't read his mind.

Jerry:

(Relaxing.) I made a lot of money today. What say you and me go spend some of it-a nice little house by the lake-did you say?





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