Locatlie: The Beginning. (Book 1)

Chapter 25

"Has he arrived yet?" Trevor asked as he took off his sweater and someone handed him a simple shirt. I stared at his body and it already had an effect on me.

"The helicopter just landed. I've heard he is a fighter sir" The woman replied and I stared at him, observing him from a far.

"What was his crime?" Trevor asked as he got a headband of sorts and put it on, his hair away from his face and fucking hell that looked hot.

"Raped his daughter, she is in the intensive care right now. Her mother shows signs of domestic abuse as well" The woman said. "The mother and the daughter will go to Brusta for a long time to mentally heal"

"Good" He said and I heard a ping and I turned my head as I then saw four guards with masks on, just like the masked men that had visited me for years, were escorting a man whom was in chains by his hands, he also had chains around his ankles. He had a bloody nose and his eye was slightly blue. He walked past me and he looked at me, directly into my eyes. Strike one.

He was close to me now and he checked me out fully. Strike two. In the corner of my eyes, I saw people responding to this in shock and I saw Trevor already walking up. An audible gasp was heard by his strike three; when he spit me full in the face. My mouth went open in shock and I closed my eyes as I wiped it away. I opened my eyes and I saw that Trevor had grabbed the man by the neck and raised him in the air. His body language showed pure anger and the man just noticed whom was holding him and his eyes widened in fear, and pee started to go down his legs.

"I'm going to have fun with you" Someone said, before realising it was Trevor. Even his voice changed; it was much deeper.

I looked sideways and a woman had bowed towards me and was holding a cloth "You may address" I whispered softly, as Trevor was glaring at the man.

"That bitch was asking for it" The man then replied back to Trevor, thinking he could out-power the king of knives and Trevor responded to that statement with smashing him against the floor and putting his leg on the man.

"Have mercy" The man then right away begged. The woman handed me the cloth then as I wiped the spit off of my hands as I observed Trevor. He was so fucking angry, it was scary, but in a weird hot way.

Trevor grabbed the man by the chains of his ankles and dragged him towards a room and the man was already screaming. I slowly followed them as I saw Trevor putting the man on the cross and the things tight. He walked past and he grabbed a swordlike thing and put in the oven.

"Have mercy" The man begged again and I looked at Trevors face as he was looking at the man, his head turned, and I expected to see anger. Instead, I saw joy, pure and utter joy. He loved this. He loved a fighter.

"First you take the virtue of your own blood" Trevor started as he grabbed the knife from the oven. "Secondly you beat your own wife, a daughter of Seglusa" Trevor said as he walked up towards the man and he put it against the mans knee, the man screaming "Thrid you resist arrest, hurting five officers of the law in the process" He said as he then put the sword against the other knee. "And then you spit not only in my wife's face, but in the face of the Queen of Locatlie. Goddess of Seglusa" He said and he ripped the pants off of the man whom was full on sobbing now. "And then you degrade her by calling her a name, not showing respect in the first place by waiting to be allowed to address her" He snarled. I took a step forward now as the sword was pointing to the man's penis. "So, I now declare your soul replenished"" Trevor said as the man screamed as loudly as I had ever heard and Trevor wasn't even touching him. "When the day comes that your heart gives in, your soul will be destroyed and you will forever live-in purgatory." Trevor said and the man was still screaming out of his lungs. "Seglusa has banished your soul from her keep" Trevor said and he then put the sword against the man's inner thigh. The way Trevor said that, and the way he looked at the man with full on disgust but also joy, it was intriguing. I suddenly understood why everyone was terrified by Trevor; he was absolutely terrifying. "Now as punishment for spitting in my wife's face" He said and he looked up towards my direction and his face had totally changed, and it oozed power, and it oozed pure and total evil and somehow that made me literally cream as I looked at him. He would defend my honor at any place, anytime, anywhere. He placed the sword against the other inner thigh. "Normally I never do this punishment, as I love screamers" he said as Trevor walked away and he grabbed something and put the cross down and I took another step forward, wanting to see what he was going to do. "But I am so sick of your voice and your words." Trevor said in the evilest way, he was pure and utter evil.