Well, I decided to write a story about a few passages from the Bible, specifically from the Book of Judges. Why? Well, because I can, and they contain an uncharacteristically badass story. Here it is:
Today was the day. All his life, Ehud had trained for this moment. All the hours of sweat, of thought, boiled down to just a few seconds. The time had come.
Ehud looked up, and saw the massive walls of the city in front of him. They seemed to stretch on for miles. But that was of no interest to him. He reached into his cloak to feel the sharpness of his blade. It would need to be extraordinarily sharp and strong for its task, so Ehud decided that he’d craft it himself. It had turned out surprisingly well. It was unfortunate that it would only get one use. He made sure it was securely fastened on his thigh, and put his cloak back over the thigh to conceal the weapon.
He pulled up his hood to partially cover his head, and dismounted his horse. He approached one of the guards at the gate, who promptly said, “Who goes there? What is your business in this place?”
“It is I, Ehud, son of Gera. I come to pay tribute to the king of Moab, Eglon, from the Israelites.”
The guard eyed his suspiciously, but said, “Understood.” He then turned to the top of the gate and called out. “Let him through!”
The gates began to open slowly, and Ehud walked through. He was assaulted by a barrage of sights and smells. People were everywhere; more than he’d seen in his entire life.
Ehud did not have time for it, however. He marched through the commotion and the crowds, intent on achieving his one mission. He and his people had been oppressed and unjustly treated for eight long years. It was time for somebody to take a stand and set the situation right.
The king’s palace beckoned, and Ehud walked up to the entrance. He was stopped by no guards, for he readily showed on his garments that he was an evoy of Israel.
It took only moments for him to reach the king’s chamber, and once he arrived he gazed upon the gargantuan mass that was Eglon. Sitting upon his throne, Elgon was a huge man. Flabs of fat covered his whole body, so much so that perhaps even a person could be lost inside the giant mass of blubber. His face was large and jolly, for he had a large plate of food in front of him. It seemed that Eglon was always eating. That eating would end today.
A few advisers surrounded the king, and of course a servant stood ready beside him to go and fetch him more food. He looked a bit exasperated from all the working he’d had to do. The servant was constantly in and out, ordering more and more obscure foods, and large quantities of it.
Ehud stepped forward, and Eglon, in his booming voice, said, “What brings you here, servant of Israel. Do you come bearing gifts?”
Bowing to the king, Ehud said, “Yes, your majesty. Israel has pledged tribute to our glorious ruler.” Taking off the bag on his back, Ehud dropped it on the floor. He walked over to it, and opened the top. Then he pushed it, and hundreds of gold coins fell out of the top. “This is our gift to you, wise one.”
Eglon looked pleased, but promptly shooed Ehud away. “Moab thanks you for your gift, loyal servant. Your presence is no longer requested.”
“As you wish, my king. However, if I were to leave, then you would miss the secret message I have in store for you.”
“A message? What does it entail.” He had the king intrigued.
“It is a message that I can only share with you, unfortunately.”
“Servants! Leave us!” Eglon pushed away his servants, and eagerly dismissed them from his sight. Ehud had the king all alone.
The king said, “Now that we are alone, what is this message?”
Ehud removed his hood, and slowly walked over to the ear of Eglon. He whispered in it, ever so softly, saying, “I bring a message from the God of the Israelites.”
With that, Ehud removed the dagger and stabbed it directly into Eglon’s stomach. It had to penetrate many layers of fat, and took a few seconds before it finally hit the inner body. Blood began to poor out, and the eyes of Eglon stared into nothingness. His task was complete.
Blood began to pool on the floor as Eglon’s lifeless body slumped in his throne. Ehud knew he had to move fast, so he quickly walked over to the door of the chamber and locked it from the inside. It would be hours before the servants of the palace realised that their precious king was no longer among the living.
Ehud planned to be long gone before that time. He spotted a window and quickly smashed the glass. He jumped down to the next rooftop, and began sprinting across them, jumping from one to the next. The mountains would be his next stop, and then to his homeland once again.
The sun glistened brightly in the day and warmed Ehud’s face. He looked up towards it, and smiled. He and his people were finally free.
Here’s the original lines from the Bible so you can compare(These are all from Judges 3)
15 Again the Israelites cried out to the LORD, and he gave them a deliverer—Ehud, a left-handed man, the son of Gera the Benjamite. The Israelites sent him with tribute to Eglon king of Moab. 16 Now Ehud had made a double-edged sword about a cubit long, which he strapped to his right thigh under his clothing. 17 He presented the tribute to Eglon king of Moab, who was a very fat man. 18 After Ehud had presented the tribute, he sent on their way those who had carried it. 19 But on reaching the stone images near Gilgal he himself went back to Eglon and said, “Your Majesty, I have a secret message for you.”
The king said to his attendants, “Leave us!” And they all left.
20 Ehud then approached him while he was sitting alone in the upper room of his palace and said, “I have a message from God for you.” As the king rose from his seat, 21 Ehud reached with his left hand, drew the sword from his right thigh and plunged it into the king’s belly. 22 Even the handle sank in after the blade, and his bowels discharged. Ehud did not pull the sword out, and the fat closed in over it. 23 Then Ehud went out to the porch; he shut the doors of the upper room behind him and locked them.