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Governor Fitz sat on his gold embellished throne with one leg crossing over the other and one of his hands held his chin, there was no doubt, he was contemplating his sons actions. The governor felt inner conflict, one part of him wanted to kill his son with as much ruthlessness as he did his mother for her treachery, but the other side of him felt deep and emotional sadness because the way he saw it Damian left because of him. He was right.
The loud noise of Commander Maxim opening the castle door and slamming it behind him snapped Fitz out of his deep thought. Maxim stood in front of the throne and knelt on one knee in front of Fitz, waiting for his next orders. Fitz let out a deep sigh in contempt of the order he was about to give.
“Commander, rise!” Fitz raised his hand in an upward motion; Commander Maxim rose up steadily along with Fitz’s hand. “ You will gather a small band of soldiers and you will find my son and bring him to me alive. I have my own punishment prepared when he comes back.”
“Yes sire!” he shouted, snapping into a salute position. “You have my word that your son will be returned unscathed.” He walked towards the door.
“Maxim?” said James Fitz, in a quieter tone while simultaneously beckoning the commander forward with his finger. “ Afterwards or if you’re to be lucky enough to find along the way, you will eliminate Tesla.” He waved his hand away, before retracting his gesture. “Oh, I forgot to say, make it hurt.”
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Commander Maxim stood in front of a cabal of men clad in leather armor that would at the very least defend against knife wounds, and shackled in chains that clasped tightly around their wrists and ankles.
“Alright men, there is one reason and one reason alone that your necks haven’t meet the fine edge of my axe yet.” He snapped his fingers and four figures clothed in pitch-black robes emerged from every corner of the room, two of them stood next to the podium that maxim was standing behind, while the other two emerged from corners behind the men.
“You are among Rodda’s lowlife scum, murderers, thieves, rapists, and abusers. All of you are among the worst human waste to come out of the rectum of existence.” The four black-hooded figures moved closer to the group of criminals, who looked terrified yet in awe as well as it appeared that the black-hooded figures didn’t walk but hovered slightly off the ground at all times. What proved even more disturbing is that despite the figures appearing to be looking straight forward, their faces were still obscured in an endless shroud of darkness. “You may think that your subsequent lives are at their end as you all face the punishment of execution within the next 24 hours…” the hooded figures were now whisper range of the group of criminals, with no warning and in perfect unison the hooded figures slid stark white hands that ended in seven clawed fingers out of their robe sleeves, they appeared very angular with five fore fingers and two thumbs.
“Consider this your death sentence,” the hooded figures suddenly gained incredible speed and darted past each individual member of the group of criminals stabbing their clawed hands into the back of each of their necks, the criminals watched in horror as their once bleach white skin flowed with a steady stream of inky black blotches flowed through their arms and tainted the skin around the criminals wounds with a pitch black circle. After repeating this process with all 25 criminals, 17 of them dropped dead the circle of black spread tainting their skin until the entirety of their skin was completely black, and their eyes rolled up into their skulls.
“As the remaining eight of you can see many of you were not right for the job and so they were simply killed off. As for the rest of you, my friends just injected you with a chemical that can eat away at you from the inside by my command, causing a long and horrible death, so if you disobey an order given by me and only me, fail your objective, or even tell me something I find distasteful or dislikeable, I can grant you a far more unwanted execution than the one you were already longing for. Now before I tell you anymore, questions?”
The focus shifted on a burly man with a fat mustache devouring his upper lip and a buzz cut, who was leaning on the drab stonewall, his face lit up by a candle mounted on the wall above him. “ I call nonsense.” He had a strong Russian accent and deep voice. “ I was put in this prison for holding a ransom against a mother in exchange of her child, when the guards had arrived they warned they would shoot, I realized the two were young, so because I hadn’t yet received my ransom, I shot the child, the two guards only ran towards me, I executed them too. It took a bot to get the job done, and had the robo bits graze me in the arm.” He rolled up his sleeve to show a scar that had been sown up “Furthermore, Commander, you don’t look like a bot. I’m leaving.” He walked calmly towards the door with the rest of the prisoners looking at him with awe.
“Fine go right ahead.” Maxim gestured towards a guard standing next to the door. “No one’s stopping you.” The guard opened the door and the sunlight flooded in blinding the prisoners. The man smirked before walking through the door, but immediately after walking out into the alley he began to gag and choke as if he got something stuck in his throat. The commander and his new private soldiers watched through the open door in horror as a white tendril highlighted thickly with black burst out of his mouth and a fountain of blood began to spurt violently out of his mouth around the tendril. All the while muffled screaming quietly echoed through the alleyway.
Twenty minutes passed by before the man’s body turned pale and the blood stopped flowing and the tendril dissipated into the air. His body fell limp with all color gone from his body and his face frozen in the same position it had been in the following moments of his death.
The room fell completely silent and all eyes were on the pale corpse, “Anyone else?” asked Maxim breaking the silence, all eyes transitioned to meet that of the commanders, ready for their new orders.633Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXS5YdLVDTg
