97 Children (1/2)

Everyone around me started chuckling and mumbling to themselves a bunch of incomprehensible gibberish, but I can vaguely hear the words 'mother,' children,' and 'arrived' among their varied utterances.

I noticed that each and every single living human being around me has this disturbingly happy looks on their faces as if they're a bunch of drugged-up hippies going to a free Pink Floyd live concert. They're donning a wide grin on their wrinkled up and ashen faces along with unblinking pairs of eyes that only directed towards the direction before them. They seem zombie-like as they moved with their heads hunched forward, making their backs turn into an unusual arc shape. They didn't even look at me—no, they weren't looking at anyone else in the whole wide world other than what seemed like their destination.

The hall rummaged along with the many sounds of footsteps as the Plural Heights members ambled towards the broken escalator. Almost magically, the escalator that wasn't working just a few seconds ago started to function once more when someone finally stepped onto it.

The almost lifeless, weirdly unblinking, and perpetually smiling members of the Plural Heights group continued to traverse up every escalator from every floor until they reached the sixth and final level of the mall. Throughout their journey, I remained behind them with furrowed eyebrows and a pained grimace on my face. The group then finally started walking towards the entrance of the mall's only working cinema so cordially and orderly that one could consider them as a group of humans acting like working ants, traveling back to their hill.

The entire cinema looks precisely like what every mall theater would look like: bland, cheap-looking, and unimpressive with posters plastered outside everywhere, a few attendants here and there, and a sign above the open door that says, 'Mother Has Arrived.' I thought it was some kind of movie title at first, but when I saw that the poster of whatever they're showing in the cinema contains the face of Veronica, I know then and there that this will be some talk or a seminar. Obviously, Veronica will be in the center stage.

Since I was the last one in the long line of people who are going into this lone mall cinema, I was also the last one to notice that Jimmy was inside of the cinema, beside the door, telling people to go inside accordingly and sit on every available seat. He would then repeatedly tell everyone not to let any seats unused and not to reserve a space for latecomers. When I finally entered through his line of sight, Jimmy's eyes brightened with an unbelievable glow as he escorted me to my specially designated chair at the very front beside him. Jimmy told me that the seats are reserved for him and his forum members; thus, since I was also now a part of his community, he had told me to sit with them.

When I arrived, I saw the familiar faces of all the members in Jimmy's forum—of course, the lovely Nicole will also be sitting there with her lovely and radiant smile that would melt all the hardened hearts of all ice-cold gentlemen. When I looked down at them, Nicole moved her head towards our direction and tapped the empty seat right beside her. Jimmy then slowly pushed me towards her, and Nicole pulled my hand towards her direction, making me stumble a bit and almost forcing me to sit beside her. Jimmy then sat on my right side as I looked at Nicole in bafflement who's smiling with an awe-struck look on my left hand.

After a while, I noticed that I was starting to get lost in Nicole's flawless and pale face as my gaze suddenly drifted towards her pink and luscious lips that would make any man drool in a matter of seconds. My immediate trance halted when my surroundings suddenly erupted with the loud cheering and applause originating from all the enthusiastic members sitting behind me. Most of them were even standing up, jumping around, crying uncontrollably, or kneeling with their fingers tightly intertwined together. Still, all of them had their eyes on the real star standing at the very center of the stage.

And at the very instance, nothing else in this room mattered other than her, the Mother, Veronica.

”How are you, my children?”

Screams!

Yells!

Cries!

Bellowing and overwhelming response that almost made me thought that I accidentally attended a One Direction fan meet.

Every single living person in this room started to clap and scream like their very living being depends on having the best reaction among all their fellow members. This, undoubtedly, made Veronica feel more than just pleased—she looked quite ecstatic, almost moved by their unbelievable response. Still, it was also apparent from how calmly she seems right now that she had done this thing many, many times before.

”I want you to all repeat after me, 'I am strong!'”

Everyone around me, including Jimmy and Nicole, repeated what Veronica had just said.

”I am free!”

Again, all of the people, young or old, repeated those words like it was the only sustenance their body ever needs.

”I am me!”

At this point, I already got the memo, and I didn't really want to feel like I'm some kind of odd one out, so I started to repeat those words underneath my breath with a pathetically confused expression painted all over my troubled face.

”Okay, this one's long. Are you ready?” Veronica uttered with a bit more enthusiasm than earlier as she leaned her body forward with an expectant gaze. After saying those words, she extended her hands towards her audience to point the microphone at us.

”Yes, Mother!” Everyone around me said in varying degrees of excitement.

”Yeah... I guess?” I said with an awkward chuckle as I started playing with my hands while my eyes wandered aimlessly all around me.

”Very good, children, very, very good! A plus! Now, I want you to say, 'I denounce my current god. I reject the media. I shun the government!' Now say it with me!”

Veronica then uttered those three sentences once more, but this time, the members of the audience spoke those same sentences along with Veronica.

”I denounce my current god. I reject the media. I shun the government!” They all cried out as Veronica's voice rang throughout the loud and huge speakers all around.

”Now, say those words again the way I told you last month!” Veronica said before directing the microphone towards the audience again.

”Faraqha, sharvhaza, dheze!”

”That's right! Faraqha, I denounce my current god; sharvhaza, I reject the media; dheze, I shun the government!” Veronica said as if she was a teacher who's glad that her students did their homework. ”Now, say it again in chorus!”

”Faraqha, sharvhaza, dheze!” The audience repeated with a greater form of enthusiasm while either clapping or stomping their feet, excited or angry.

”Religion is a mess, and it's a poison! Say it with me, 'poison'!”

They all complied willingly with a sense of anger in their tones, making the theater shake for a bit with their loud stomping and echoed screeching.

”You're a great crowd, Los Angeles!” Mother said with a beautiful grin plastered all over their faces, followed by a wonderfully sounding chuckle that further exemplifies her deep but still feminine-sounding voice.

Suddenly, as I had my eyes rooted on Veronica, admiring her hourglass shape beneath her familiar red dress. I felt a hand coiling around my arms like a seething snake, ready to take a bite. It was from Nicole. For some reason, she's suddenly acting all cute to me with her head on my shoulder. Not that I mind, but it was still making my heart beat so loud that I don't know what to do. I wanted to jump up, but it might turn Nicole off and have her take her head and hands away from me! Oh my god, she smells so good; I can faintly whiff the subtle citrus scent of her perfume, making me want to eat her up literally, just gobbling her body like a glutton freak. God, being a female is so fucking easy, man. She just needs to nuzzle my arms and rub her tiny little soft face on my skin, and my dick is already going so fucking hard that I could have probably sworn that there must be some kind of hidden bomb planted on my pants, ready to explode if this woman keeps hitting my deadly triggers like this. Nicole kept on rubbing my arms gently while her other hands were sitting quietly on my legs, making me feel her hot and moist hands.

At that moment, Veronica is still saying some kind of radical bullshit that's making everyone lose their shit. Still, as I moved my head back because of the pleasure that I'm receiving from this beautiful woman, I started to lose all of my hearing senses and prioritized all of my attention to this white woman who's making me spill so much precum that it's almost making me insane. I tilted my head back even further with my eyes started to redden and my drool suddenly spewing out of my eyes, when suddenly, a blinding light poured all over me, almost making me blind. I winced with my hands covering my face when I realized that a spotlight was pointed directly into my horned up face. At this point, Nicole is still grabbing my arms, but she's no longer trying to make me bust a nut by moving her hands all over my skin.

”I already said his name, and I'm sure all of you know who he is. Let's not waste time anymore and welcome our newest member. My children, I want you to show him how wonderful it is to be a part of the Plural Heights family!”

Everyone around my immediate vicinity started to ruffle my head, pat my shoulders, and approach me for the sole purpose of exciting me. It's working, but holy shit, this is too much!

”Why don't you get up here, son?” Veronica said while pointing at me, gesturing me to get up on stage with her. ”Why don't you escort him up here, Brother James!” Veronica thundered without using her microphone as she beckoned Jimmy to stand up.

Jimmy happily complied to her request with an excited look on his face. He then pulled my body up and made me walk towards the stage using the stairs on the far side. Jimmy wrapped his hands around my shoulders as he whispered in my ear many words to encourage me and excite me. However, none managed to get through my head because of all the noise coming from all random directions. They were all screaming, screeching, crying, roaring, growling, gnashing, clashing! Everything else that one could use to describe an unruly crowd of people who's way too excited for a nobody like me just because a powerful lady like Veronica uttered my name for a little bit.

When Jimmy and I went into the stage, Jimmy started waving at the crowd with a nonchalant gaze as he tried his very best to rile them all up by pointing his hands at me. Veronica noticed this and immediately went at the very front of the stage with her hands tightly grasping her microphone.

”Give it up for Brother James, my children! Come on!” Veronica roared as I saw the sweat gradually dripping onto her forehead while I could see that her red dress was finally getting stained by the sweat welling up on her chest. She didn't give two shits about the welling moisture tainting her delicate skin, though. When the crowd suddenly started calling Jimmy's name with all the enthusiastic praises in the world, Veronica began to feel rejuvenated again like she just became three years younger. ”That's right! That's right, yeah! The best of the best out there—highest quality you could ever find in the Organization, ladies and gentlemen!” Veronica said while pointing at Jimmy, still not minding the sweat accumulating on her face, as she talked about Jimmy like he's some kind of high-grade product.

Jimmy didn't mind this at all. In fact, it excited him further as he tightened his grip around my shoulder, still trying his best to direct all of the attention of the crowd towards me. Still, everyone else, especially the ladies, were all calling his name with their hands extended forward as if it would make them magically touch Jimmy in the air.

Now that I am here in front of the stage, I have finally understood the scale in which Veronica operates. Everyone looks so happy, but they also looked like they're some kind of wild animals inside of a correctional facility. If it weren't for the innate human decency lingering within them, they would have already rushed forward to lunge at all three of us just to leave their bite mark at our skin. Their voices boomed, which is why there's a lot of speakers all around us. If they removed even one of those, I'm sure it would be quite hard for any of us to hear what Veronica is saying. The hard spotlights pointed at the stage is so blinding that it literally started irritating my eyes while the heat coming from such harsh lights were enough to melt my skin. Thus, I am very well aware now as to why Veronica is sweating so much, although she wasn't even standing here for half an hour. Due to her enthusiasm and the number of movements she's doing in this huge stage, it's no surprise that it would make anyone sweat bucket. Besides, Veronica is wearing what seems like a 6 inches heels as she walked all over the stage to capture more enthusiasm from all over the cinema.