The Chicken Killers

Judas laughed in Allie's face.
"You, you with the mind of a chipmunk, you are an imbecile. I'd rather have her listen to Charles than you."
He turned to Ezmerelda.
"What do I know? Oh, I know of apathy, and I know of experience, I've been killed before, and yet I stand, I've killed many, too many to count, and yet I stand."
He peered at Allie and smirked.
"Oh, the things I have planned, things of glory, things you would not comprehend, their scope is enormous. Have you ever killed? Have you? Have you watched as your parents burned alive, knowing all the while that you could save them, and that you were burning them? Non! Non, non, non!"
He chuckled.
"I'm not preaching on a pulpit, I'm talking to worms."

Judas turned to Radella.
"Good point!"
He turned back to the rest.
"Listen. I give my ultimatum now.
If you have any doubts on joining the coven, whether for love, companionship, adventure, glory, or power, leave now before I kill you where you stand. I don't have time to debate philosophy with ants. I pity you Ezmerelda, I really offer you a place of safety, but if you would rather listen to your loins than your brain, then let it be. You will follow the storyline I have written for all of you, you are nothing but puppets you see., be you on my strings, or on the strings of god, or the devil. Ezmerelda for one, you follow the cliched story of a young girl in blindly in love with a young boy, a story doomed to end in tragedy"

Judas nodded.
"You have been wise, Ezmerelda. For now, just be my sleeper cell. You can go with Charles, and you will, you cannot resist his face, I know it. You will go back to him, and forget all the wisdom I spoken to you. And that is fine, it is predictable, you are following a closed path, a chosen track that I already foresee. Simply like a moth attracted to the flame. But, when the time comes, I will call on you, and you must be there to stand on my side, on the side of victory, whether Charles is on it or not."