Caesar

CHAPTER TWO: CHOICES

"Master, do we strike her?"

Breeze blows the leaves of the trees. The assassins all look up in a professional manner. Their faces are covered with just their eyes showing. Their hands hold their swords firmly and skillfully.

She sits against the tree, squinting her eyes in pain, trying to see through the blur.

Finally, she falls unconsciously succumbing to the ginx's power. Caesar moves swiftly, bending down, he catches her. Her unconscious tiny body curls up in his arms.

His brown eyes look down at her. On her wrist, the ginx glows brightly absorbing her power and strength.

His hands move slowly touching her wrist as he removes the ginx from it.  Her head falls down, laying unconsciously on his muscular arm. Her dark long lashes slightly touching his skin.

His eyes look down, staring at her, they become watery, his expression softens like that of a baby's as he takes her tiny body in his warm embrace. Her face lies against his chest, unable to hear his beating heart.

His hands move round her face, caressing her cheeks. His caresses stop as soon as he notices the blood on her legs which soaked the lower part of her gown. He clutches his fist looking up in anger.

"Who...struck... her?!" Caesar demands to know coldly. His voice burning hot with rage.

One of the assassins by the left, walk out of the line, He bows down to him.

"Master, I did..."

Caesar's eyes become full of rage and darkness as they stare up at the assassin. He calmly speaks out, managing to comport himself.

"What was the agreement?" His tone low and fierce.

"We don't strike until you arrive." He responds shaking in fear as he stands before Caesar, staring at him.

Caesar laughs out insanely, clutching his fist, still staring coldly at the assassin.

"Take off your mask!" He commands.

The assassin is reluctant. He stands close to Caesar, who holds Verbena in her arms dearly like she's some kind of treasure - something so dear to him.

"Take...off..your...mask!" He looks up, his voice more fierce and dreadful this time

The assassin takes it off. It exposes his face. He's just a child, barely over sixteen.

Caesar smiles chuckling like a psychopath, his silence heightens the fear of that assassin.

"Master, please...i...She wanted to escape!" He stammers shaking in fear. His eyes move around refusing to lock with Caesar's.

"She wanted to escape? In this state?... This fragile little thing?"
Caesar laughs out, scaring the assassin. A deadly fierce expression on his face.

"You're that orphan...That newest recruit?...the one who begged so bad at my feet...begged to be saved!" He laughs out stressing the word 'begged.'

His eyes reddening with rage.

"...And this is why I don't help people!"

"Give me a second chance...I promise I'll...!"

"You should know by now...I DON'T GIVE SECOND CHANCES!"

He stares deepens as he watches the assassin.  His eyes change colour to very light red and his smiles dies down slowly.

The assassin's eyes widen as he shakes aggressively as if he's possessed. His veins lines becomes black and they start tearing exposing his conifer layer of skin. He screams at the top of his voice loudly. Louder and louder with each passing second till he's finally blown up.