David couldn’t believe his ears. He was not told of this beforehand, now he’s standing in a room with God and Death and God is asking him to kill His only Son? “This doesn’t make any sense?” David thought.

“Again?” Death asked.

“Yes, he’s abandoned everything I’ve given Him,” God replied. “He secluded Himself somewhere on earth where I can’t find Him.”

“That’s no reason to kill Him!” David couldn’t hold it back any longer.

Death laughed, he liked this kid. “Seems like the Trainee has grown some balls. He,” Death points to God, “sends me to kill those who talk back to Him you know.”

God grinned briefly then turned to David, “If He has abandoned me, He has abandoned us all, and this I cannot allow. I have invested too much of my love and mercy to Him and He has become a spoiled brat.”

David would never in a million millenniums would believe this conversation had taken place if it weren’t for Death standing up and slapping David on the shoulder, “You’re with me kid, let’s go find us a Christ.”