Thirty-Four
The reality of the situation sank in for Father Xavier. This was the killer the press had been reporting on. “You’re the one killing the Vanderbilt girls,” the priest spat out in horror.
“Oh, Father, I am not killing them. I am releasing them from their earthly bonds, allowing them to walk in the light of our Lord while the rest of the world awaits His coming.”
“You’re crazy. I suggest you leave now.” He wanted to get the man out of the confessional and out of his church.
“They were disposed of lovingly, Father.” The man continued as if he hadn’t heard a word the priest said. “Admittedly, I did lose my temper a few times. But they were given a clean and spiritual release. And it is time for me to have my absolution, for the sins I have perpetrated on these women and the ones to come.
“For these and all the sins of my past life, I ask pardon of God, penance and absolution from you, Father.”
Father Xavier sat frozen, his mind racing. He didn’t hear the man ask for his absolution. All he could focus on was his statement. The ones to come. He had to find a way into this man’s soul, try to stop him somehow. There were two young innocents dead and another missing. The ones to come. If this man could be believed, there would be more innocents dying, and maybe, just maybe, he would have a chance to stop this monster. Evil incarnate had landed right here on his doorstep.
“My son, I believe in order to have complete absolution, you must tell me everything. God can only absolve you if you speak aloud your sins.”
There was silence from the other side of the screen, and Father Xavier was frightened he’d lost the man, said the wrong thing. But the man cleared his throat and began speaking, suddenly lucid and clear.
“If you want all the gory details, Father, then I’ll be happy to indulge you. I have created our Messiah. In order to do that, I needed a woman to plant my seed in, to carry our Savior. A modern-day Mary, a mother of the One.
“But there have been complications along the way. I chose three worthy women, but I was wrong about two of them. One went crazy when I explained her role in the future of mankind and threatened to tell. The other was impregnated by another source. Both of these women failed me, and had to be destroyed, sacrifices to our apocalypse. They were responsible for their deaths, but I purified and cleanse their souls with an ancient and precious ritual, allowing them safe passage to the afterlife. They are in Heaven now.
“There is one left, and she carries my son. Our son. She understands and loves unconditionally, both myself, our God and our Messiah. She is safe from me, but others must suffer to complete the path. It will be finished soon, Father.
“There was another chosen for her role in this world. A woman no one would miss, and she proved herself worthy and became one with our Lord.”
My God, Father Xavier thought. He’s actually killed three women so far. He decided to try a different tack. “I think you have proven yourself, my son. I believe you have taken enough lives. This has to stop now. I can absolve you of these sins, but I cannot protect your soul if you plan to sin so egregiously again and again. There will be no true absolution for you.”
A shifting behind the screen, and Xavier sensed the man was smiling. “Ah, but there will be. I am at one with our Lord. Through His love and guidance I have been acting, and I must follow the path of righteousness in order to fulfill my quest. The signs have not been satisfied, not yet. Soon, it will be done. So very soon.”
“But why now? Why the suddenness of your actions? Do you not need time to reflect upon your sins, to understand why what you are doing is wrong in the eyes of our Lord? He does not want—”
“Yes, He does! He has told me I am the Chosen One, the only one who can carry out His plan. And there is no more time, Father. My time is running out, and I must finish before I die. Not only has He granted me the wisdom to create, but also He is taking my life in return. In less time than you can imagine, the One will be amongst us.
“Let me try this again. For these and all the sins of my past life, I ask pardon of God, penance and absolution from you, Father.”
Father Xavier couldn’t think, he couldn’t breathe. This nightmare must be stopped, and he did not have the power to do so. He needed to find a way to leave this man, to pray and reflect, even to break the seal of confession if it would save more lives. He decided to go on with the observance of the confession.