The Immortals

Chapter 4 | Execution

ALIYAH DEMONTE

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A light was shining from the distance.

Why was there a light? There shouldn't be one. I was never sweet so why is there a light. I was brought up in the obscurity so light was a secret to me.

Wait where was i?

I glanced around and saw individuals around me.

I was fastened with chains, to a wall. I was on the floor. I took a chance at getting away however regardless of how hard I attempted, I just proved unable. The chains were so difficult and tight. It was harming me.

I saw Luca strolling towards me.

"Why the fuck am I here?" I asked him.

"Don't tell me you forgot already" he face palms himself. "You've proved my point, you actually are stupid"

"Just fucking answer my question you prick"

"Does the death sentence ring a bell?"

"Oh shit, I'm being executed aren't i?

He smirked.

There he goes smirking once more. Looking as appealing as could be expected.

Gracious god, I fell for the individual who did this to me. He was correct. I truly am inept.

"What am I getting executed with?

"The electric chair"

I might be immortal yet that is going to hurt. I'll be in such a lot of torment after this. Goodness my. When i'm gone I'm going to kill them all. That was my central goal. To kill all of them. When I'm out, nobody is safe. Particularly that traitor Luca.

"You're not able to kill me, love." he whispered. "You're getting executed i'm not"

Yet, this present time it was my opportunity to smirk. That motherfucker didn't know I was immortal and I was glad. I'm coming after him last.

Always save the best for the last.

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I was strapped down to the electric chair.

The chair was old and rusting. It was falling apart.

Luca was smiling at me from a distance, to his surprise I smiled back.

"Start it" the executioner says.

When it began, I felt an electrical flood going through my body and up to my mind. I was getting seared and it hurt. I was getting cooked alive.

This was an insensitive method of killing somebody. These people are beasts. I'm going to kill them all.

From the distance I heard the profound imposing chuckle once more. It actually gives me chills.

He was chuckling while I was getting cooked. That is an extremely insidious thing to do. I'm genuinely going to appreciate killing him after this. It'll turn into the greatest day of my life. Oh my, the delight.

Oh fuck

I started screaming and shouting. The pain was absolutely unbearable. These people are monsters. They're not even human. I'm gonna enjoy killing them.

Assuming I acted dead, perhaps they'd let me go and I could kill them.

After 12 mins of shouting and yelling, they halted.

At this point my entire body was singed and seared.

I could control my healing process so I healed the most painful and left the rest. I mean I needed to make it believable.

I shut my eyes, I looked so dead. I'm so proud of myself.

I felt the grasp on me turning out to be free so I accepted they were releasing me. This was what I needed.

As soon as I was let go, I opened my eyes. I was being carried outside the room and the audience was dispersing.

I punched the person carrying me.

He groaned in pain.

"Inconceivable you should be dead. Nobody can endure that" he said.

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LUCA ROMANO

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I walked towards aliyah.

She was chained to the wall to get ready for the electric chair.

It was such a shame to see her die. She deserved it but I was falling for her. She was a beautiful young lady with lots of potential. Too bad she isn't immortal.

Why the fuck am I here?" she asked me.

"Don't tell me you forgot already" I face palm. "You've proved my point, you actually are stupid"

"Just fucking answer my question you prick"

"Does the death sentence ring a bell?"

"Oh shit, I'm being executed aren't i?

I grinned.

So she isn't that idiotic after all.

"What am I getting executed with?

"The electric chair," I replied.

She's going to be scorched alive. I can hardly wait for that to occur.

I crouched down to her face.

"You're not able to kill me anymore, love." I whispered. "You're getting executed i'm not"

She glared at me and smirked.

For what reason would you say she was smirking? She most likely has confidential secret. Yet, what was it? Is it accurate to say that she was mental? I knew the response to that. She certainly was.

She was getting lashed down to the electric chair and it was fulfilling me. So I grinned.

"Start it" the executioner says.

When it started, Aliyah was in torment. I could see it in her eyes. I began laughing.

I'm a cruel person. I love watching individuals in torment. I mean it was my side interest all things considered.

She was getting cooked alive.

She was shouting and yelling from the aggravation and I laughed again and again.

After a while, the screaming and shouting stopped. She was announced dead.

Truly I was somewhat tragic. I mean she was great company. I was falling for her and I think she felt the same way.

But who knows?

Too late to ask her now.

I blew my chances by getting her killed but she deserved it.

I mean it was her fault. She stabbed me and this is payback.

She was being carried away.

Before she went out the door, she punched the person carrying her.

I was stunned very much like every other person in the room.

How could she endure? It is safe to say that she is undying like me? It is safe to say that she is coming for me? Will I help her getaway? Is it true that she is the one? Is it destiny? Will I cherish her? Will she at any point die?

This load of inquiries,

Holding on to be replied.