Chapter 51

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Marshall Lee's P.O.V
"STOP RIGHT THERE!"

I turn around to see ten guards behind me. They all had their wings sharpened and grown out. Their wings were meant to look dangerous to scare away intruders. I roll both of my shoulders back and wait for my wings you surge up. Then I remember there are no wings on my back. The curtain around my core and back tightens around me.

I will have to fight all of these guards on my own with no weapons except my bare hands. I close each fist to get ready to punch. The guards are out for blood and they won't care if they kill me. One of them screeches and as a group they attack me.

I punch in every direction. Right, left, up, and down. I can feel the blood rush down my arms. One of the guards grabs my right arm and pulls on me. I put my right arm in towards me and fling my right arm out to flip the guard off of me. It works, but that's not enough. I don't have enough power to fight off all of them at once. Soon enough they pin me down to the ground. I struggle to get them off and there's no point to fight them off.

"YOU'RE NOT SO TOUGH ARE YOU TOUGH GUY!" One of the guards yells.

I want to rip their heads off, but they're to strong. I look on in the eye and see them stick a needle in my neck. It pinches my neck a bit and I fade off into a deep sleep.

((Time After))
I barely open my eyes to realize I'm hanging on a wall by chains. Pain goes throughout my whole body as I start to wake up and I scream out in pain. On my right side by my stomach there was a deep gash in my body. I could feel myself bleeding out and my blood was dipping on the floor below me. I notice where I am by the weapons laid out on a steel table in the middle on the large room. It's a torturing room for the enemies we capture or traitors. It's a dark, confined room that has a rusty steel door. The room is damped and cold in here. I yank on the chains trying to break them while ignoring the pain from my open wound. The resisting chains clunk against each other as I pulled my resisted arms toward my chest.

"Don't try to get free. It's a waste of time," a familiar voice said as the rusty door started to open slowly.

Appeared was the deadly trio. My mother, Kaden, and Peyton. Two were innocent of the crimes they have committed while one needed to be destroyed.

"Kaden! Peyton! Please! It's me your Dad. Don't follow what she says. Please rebel against the orders you are given and help me!" I yelled out, but my Mother just laughed.

"They are brainwashed Marshall. Don't be stupid, they can't hear you," My mother said.

Kaden and Peyton walk to the weapon table like robots. They were like machines as they moved around the room. Peyton picked up a machete as Kaden grabbed a crowbar. They both spread their wings out and flew up to me. Looking me straight in the eyes. Both of my kids had no emotion on their face.

I looked at each weapon in their hands and I knew what was going to happen next. It was carving time and I remember doing this to enemies back in the past. First Kaden swung the crowbar towards my body and the curved end of the weapon caught on to my gash. I felt the crowbar hook in my body and Kaden kept pulling on me. This was tearing my skin off and I scream like there was no tomorrow. Peyton swung towards my legs and sliced the top layer of my skin. I was in so much pain and wanted to die already.

Suddenly a person came threw the roof with a loud crash. The person gave off a white, bright light from their body and they weren't from the Nightosphere.

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