Cacos Smp

Chapter 12

It had been two days since Grace's execution.

It was early in the morning, around 7:30, and John was going through his wardrobe picking out clothing. He began to put on his trousers and shirt, and eventually picked up his tie and began tying it. He gave an irritated expression in the mirror he was standing infront of when he began untying it after he had made it too short. He redid it, this time an acceptable length. He finally put on his black blazer, deciding against buttoning it and began to go outside.
It's cold...
John quickly reentered his house and picked up his black trenchcoat that was left lying on the floor. He put it on, and left his house once more.

It wasn't much of a walk for John to arrive at his destination. He looked up at the building named "The Meeting Tree". It was given its name due to the large oak tree that grew closely beside it. John walked up the steps, eventually breaking into a run and occasionally skipping steps. Once he reached the top, he opened the two doors at the entrance and walked through them, entering the main room. It had a large table in the centre of the room, with nine seats in total surrounding it (three seats on each side of the table). On the left L'Chadburg flags hung to signify that was its side, and on the right Cum City did the same. At the far back side of the room hung Fathetopia flags, and sitting under one of them was James.
J: Can't believe I was beaten here. I wanted to be the first arrive
Ja: Hehe, that's too bad bossman
John walked over to his chair on the Fathetopia side and sat in it. He took of his trenchcoat and hung it on the back of his chair.
J: So, how are you?
Ja: Not bad. You?
J: Not bad also
Ja: How many people are supposed to be here today?
J: If we're fortunate, there should be two more joining us
Ja: I presume one of the two is Chad. Can we really count him? I mean he never comes to meetings, so I doubt he's coming to this one either
J: Don't be so sure

Almost as if he'd been summoned, the two doors burst open and Chad walked into the room.
C: Hi
J: Glad you could join us
Chad grinned and walked over to the L'Chadburg side and sat in his chair. After sitting down, he looked around the relatively empty room.
C: May we begin?
J: Not yet no. We are still waiting for someone
C: Krys?
Ja: She probably won't take too long, she's never been late to any previous meetings

A few minutes passed and John looked up at the ceiling window, and through it he spotted a large flock of pigeons and storks fly over. A larger shape flew closely behind them, a humanoid figure with large wings, and shortly after everyone in the room heard a "thud" from outside. Everyone looked at the doors as Krystel opened and came through them. She looked suprised that everyone knew she had arrived, and as if they hadn't heard the commotion that just occured.
J: Hello Krystel
K: hi f- john
J: Please, take a seat
Like everyone else, Krystel sat in the seat of her designated side.
C: Everyone's here now, so can we begin?
J: Of course. But first off, Krys how are you?
K: i'm alright, ta. you?
J: I'm doing quite well. How's Grace?
K: she...uh....
Krystel stumbled on her words before quickly deciding what she really wanted to say.
K: i... i assume not well. she did get executed so i doubt she's doing exactly great
J: Right, of course. Oh yes, speaking of Grace's execution, where were you when it happened?
K: i had uh...i had a load of meetings and plans n shit that day. you know, leader stuff?
J: Aw, it's a shame you missed it. Even Chad was there, and he never goes to anything
Krystel looked over at Chad and realised that he was actually there. She had already seen him, but she finally processed that Chad was actually present during a meeting. The way John mentioned that Chad had went to Grace's execution, and the fact he is present at the current meeting made Krys feel slightly nauseous. She remained calm, but her breathing had quickened a little. She desperately needed to change the subject.
K: so why exactly are we having this meeting?
Ja: I'd like to know that too Bossman
J: I've called this meeting today to discuss about the situation of our dear Gracie Wacy. I'm sure all of us know about what she has done, hm?
C: Yeah yeah, she betrayed your country so you killed her. Tell us what this meeting is really about
J: Fine, I'll skip to the chase. I executed her, but she still has one life left. I don't trust her at all, and I believe she will do something to act out her revenge on me. Grace isn't just a danger to Fathetopia, no; she's a danger for all of us. She already has bad blood with Chad, and Krystel. She knows how much I trust and care for you, so you too are in danger. I'm going to finish her off, and I wish for all of your help
C: Well, I'll help. I don't see a reason not to-
K: but she's not a danger
Everyone turned to look at Krystel, and her breathing quickened once again. She sat backwards in her chair as if to make herself seem smaller and to hide from the attention she brought upon herself.
C: What do you mean she's not a danger? How?
K: she...uh...grace has only just been executed right? right...so...so she won't...i doubt she will pull anything just yet. she's...she'd still be recovering
Ja: Even so, that doesn't mean she won't be a threat in the future
K: still...
Ja: Anyway, it's not like we can do much at the moment anyway. I presume that's another reason you called us all here today Bossman. You want our help to find her?
J: Actually no
C: What?
J: No I don't need your help finding her
K: why not?
J: Because I already know where she is
Krystel flinched, but John noticed and looked in her direction. Her heart was beating even faster, too fast, and she felt even more sick in her stomach. Krys forced her shaking hands in her hoodie pockets. She wanted to say something, but she was shaking too much, and she feared it would make her look suspicious. Or at least more so.
J: Krystel
Krystel forced her eyes up from the table to look at John. His expression was devoid of emotion, and his black pupils stared directly into Krystels white ones.
J: Would you like to tell them, or may I have the honour?
K: I....I don't know w-what you're referring t-to...
J: You know where she is, don't you? You've been looking after Grace, haven't you?
Krystel was screaming internally, desperate to get out of the awful situation, but her legs wouldn't move.
K: no... NO!
J: Krystel, don't lie. She's in Cum City, that's where she respawned.
K: FUCK...NO SHE...SHE'S....