The survival series: The Survival of Councillor Kenric

8 - When Kenric woke up

Kenric opened his eyes. Where was he? Then he saw his wrinkly hand and remembered everything. How Fintan caught him. How he saw Oralie sobbing over his assumed death. The man. The rukleberries. His new body. Fintan saying he would give Kenric another ability. Oralie sobbing. Fintan walked into the room. ''Oh, you're awake! Good.'' ''Why?'' Kenric asked. ''Why torture me like this? Why not just bring in a washer, erase my memories and send me on my way? That way you're happy and I'm happy. '' Fintan sighed. ''That was an option. But there are many reasons I did not do it. One, a councillor ''died'' because of me. That has made me feared throughout the elvin world. I can't just send you back and make my name useless again, can I? Two, keeping you here and benefitting from you and your powers is and advantage for me. Three, the whole world thinks you're dead. Hope has been destroyed. The councillors are not trusted any more. What could be a better way to get revenge on the world? If I send you back, the whole world will be happy, safe, and all those crappy things. That won't happen. I'll make sure it won't.'' Fintan finished his horrid speech and said ''Now get up and come with me. And don't even try to run. If you do, your little girlfriend will be waiting for you in hell.'' Kenric gulped and got up. As expected, his body hurt like crazy. It felt like there were a thousand knives poking into him. But he had to get up or god knows what Fintan would do. So, as much as it hurt him, Kenric got up and followed Fintan out of the room.