The Villages Hope

Lie for the Truth

"Cheers duke, say when are you coming around next? Some of your business would be nice soon" a male voice spoke "Ah, you are too nice Lord Heinsberg, well I can come whenever due to the other lords no longer being around" Heinsberg let out a little laugh as he waved to the duke, he was about to start heading back to his factory when he heard a loud scream, he turned his around in the direction and went to go check it out, he would of normally just assumed it was just a villager getting murdered by whoever was in charge of the execution of the village! But there was no villagers nor other lords now. He thought It would have been Ethan but he found himself running to the screaming because there was no doubt to who he thought it would be, the scream was to feminine for it to be Ethan, and all the other women are dead and it sure as hell wasn't mother Miranda.

Heinsberg ran as fast as he could through the snowy broken remains of the village, ignoring all the different sounds and unsteady ground he ran across, none of that mattered, he needed to know if it was you who. He ran and just as he approached, he watched as Mother Miranda smiled holding your heart as she slowly crushed it, "Y/N" he screamed, he didn't mean to but by pure reaction his hammer went flying into Mother Miranda. "Heinsberg! "She snapped turning her attention to him, "What do you think you are doing! You should be guarding the flask!" she hissed he chuckled "Not a chance Mother Miranda" all though Heinsberg didn't want to be in this shit hole or stuck in this situation and just wanted to kill Miranda, the time was not right....

"You killed my pet" he said pointing to you, you were barely alive, you were on very thin ice between life and death and from what you guessed you only had few minutes left to live not even, you listened as much as you could to their final interaction.

"You killed my pet" he huffed "your pet?" mother Miranda asked and he nodded "She was going to be my next experimentation with the mold" mother Miranda nodded "well she's dead she is all yours" she motioned "that's just it, I needed her alive" "See now Heinsberg, I'm starting to have a hard time believing you" "You asked me to protect the Rose Jar didn't you? As far as I see I'm the only one who has" Heinsberg protested Miranda scoffed, "I know you gave the Jar to Ethan Winters, you are not protecting it, at least your siblings laid their life's down trying!" Miranda spat. "You told us to protect it, yes? You trusted us 'lords' to watch over these Jars, you never said how to protect said Jar, I merely did what I thought was best for the Jar" Heinsberg defended. "So, you gave this Rose Jar to Lycans who handed it over to him" Miranda said coldly "No Mother Miranda, I put it! In a safe location, Ethan Winters went in guns blazing and won the war, therefore he wins" Heinsberg gestured with a bow explaining what happened.

What didn't click in her head was that he had planned the whole thing out, she was too enraged that he was talking back to her, "you knew that she was here, for a long time now. How." Miranda asked he shrugged "I wasn't the first, sure I had more time with her but Super-sized bitch was the first, but if you want to get more realistic it was the Duke and Ethan Winters" Heinsberg explained "and how exactly would YOU know?" mother Miranda asked, "Because I'm simply a watcher of this play" he said raising his hands up on defence. "I was going to visit the duke, and upon my way I saw a female and Ethan Winter, the pair walked in to the castle and next moment I hear from the duke that the bitch had passed, so I was going to go and play observe the two, but she rocked up to my factory demanding I had over my factory" "And why exactly did you keep her?" Mother Miranda asked, "because I wanted to study her, after gathering all I knew I was to come and ask you for some mold to experiment with." Heisenberg told her. Mother Miranda hesitated for a moment; He wouldn't know who she really is therefore he wouldn't be able to tell me... something isn't right about this. She thought to herself.