Dying Blood

Chapter 19 - Council of Salah

Third person pov

  Later, at 4 in the afternoon, at an empty room with red and white and wooden targets, Wesley was doing his practice shots with his pistol. His accuracy was only average so shooting the center was a bit of a challenge. Then, Ray came to the room with his sniper rifle in his back, only to see the youngster with a pistol shooting the targets.

  "What are you doing?" Ray asked him.

  "I'm practicing my shots," answered Wesley back while shooting. "This is for my quest for revenge."

This follows with a short silence, with the sounds of gunshots emitting from the pistol.

But, seeing Wesley's average accuracy, Ray grabbed Wesley's pistol and shot it perfectly in the center a few times, causing Wesley to be amazed by it.

After that demonstration, Ray gave the pistol back to Wesley.

  "Woah, how did you do that?" asked Wesley in response.

  "Your accuracy was pretty average," Ray answered him back seriously and normally, "so you must focus at where are you aiming at, rather than shooting randomly and for fun."

In response to that, Wesley grabbed his small notebook and pen from a table and jotted down what Ray had taught him.

  "Thanks," Wesley said to him.

  "I'm just giving you some advice," Ray replied back as he place his hands in his pants pocket.

  "Oh, okay then."

This follows with a short silence, with Wesley resuming his practice shots.

1 minute had passed, and Wesley was done doing his practice shots.

He then said to Ray, "You know, I loved action games like Call of Duty and stickman games."

  "Oh, really?" Ray responded back while reclining on a chair. "No wonder your skills are originated from those things."

  "Yeah, and I wanted to become a soldier."

  "Okay, in what country?"

  "I haven't decided yet. The Philippines or Japan? I'm not sure though."

  "It's alright, you must decide while you're still young. What grade are you in?"

  "About to be in senior high school."

  "I see. That was fast."

  "Yeah, I was pretty smart you know."

  "Okay then."

Later at night, after dinner, Wesley was having a council "meeting" with his "members", namely:

Naoki, a Japanese high school student and exorcist

Masanori, a Japanese high school student and modern-day knight and swordsman

Mateo, a Brazilian secret agent

In actuality, Wesley, much like his cousin Kevin Algos, had multiple personality disorder, and refused any treatment. But, he was always in control of his emotions and personalities.

And in that "meeting", Wesley was discussing about the changes of the rules and laws in his imaginary world known as the Kingdom of Salah, as well as his planned revenge for Ken's death.

"Council" Chat

Naoki: Are you sure about this, Wesley-san?

Mateo: Yeah, I think you should think about it first before you do it.

Masanori: I'm not sure about it.

Wesley: But I really loved him. I would never forgive those who did this to him.

Mateo: Woah, woah, you should forgive those who did wrong to you.

Wesley: Sorry, it's just my feelings though.

Masanori: It's alright. We understand your feelings.

Wesley: Thanks.

Naoki: Well, I agreed with the changes and rules due to a zombie apocalypse. Kill those who insisted to attack.

Wesley: Thanks, Naoki-kun.

Mateo: Well, Wesley, just do what you need to do.

Wesley: Okay then. Thanks.

Wesley's pov

As I kept talking to my "members", Ray came, asking what was all the noise was all about.

  "Oh, hey, Ray-san," I said to him upon seeing him with his usual sniper rifle, "sorry for the noise I made. You see, I was having a council meeting with my members."

Confused and puzzled, Ray asked back, "Members? Are you alone here or something?"

  "Sorry, I had multiple personality disorder," I answered with an explanation, "and it's by myself."

I then grabbed an erasable marker and started to write the names of the personalities on a whiteboard, including its Japanese spelling and way of writing.

Seeing the names, Ray get what I meant and responded, "I see. It's okay. I get it now. Sorry for interrupting your meeting."

  "It's alright. That was just nothing. You can sit back and watch if you want to."

  "Sorry, I had survivors to take care off."

Stunned and surprised by his response, I responded, "What? There are survivors here?"

  "Yes, and I had been helping them out ever since I killed you."

  "I see. Well, the meeting is almost done and I'll give you some help if you need."

  "Thanks."

Ray then left the room and closed the door cautiously and normally, before I could resume the "meeting".