By Ourself

Chapter 5

As I made my way to the general's office, I already felt the need to smash someone's head in. It's as if the single existence of the group made my blood boil. Did I mention it was Dungeon's lair who killed my past group? It was clear what my intentions were, and I wasn't gonna sit there letting my patience be folded up, I was gonna show people who the new boss is.

My senses were heightened; I heard the grass moving beneath my feet loudly, smelt the nasty air from these dumbass raiders, and could see clearer than I originally did. I was ready.

I felt this new feeling, a feeling where I was in all of the control. They might not know yet but I was gonna be the next person to rule this world. 

Didan units, arriving in cars and trucks way faster than how long it took for us to walk here, got ready to take the hostages back to the city so I could interrogate them. The other cars were filled with people ready to keep watch out of the outpost, them having snipers, and guns to keep the area down. This was now our area. We needed all of the power. Didan city was gonna be a big part of taking down Dungeon's Lair.

I walked into the office with Anna and saw the general, the piece of shit on his knees, staring at me coldly, while Malik sat there in the chair with a gun at the general's head.

I looked around the room and scoffed. The room reeks of beer.

"Alright. I'm sure you know the rules. You don't talk? I'll torture you and slowly kill you. You talk? I might just let you live. You try to attack... and so help me god, your sorry ass will leave this Earth faster than a millisecond. Let's get started," I explained to the piece of scum.

He spat in my face. I grabbed a handkerchief from my pocket and wiped my face.

I chuckled. I grabbed my gun, and smacked it in his face, "Pretty fucking rude, huh?"

Malik dug his gun into the back of the G's head. He was ready to kill him whenever he got the signal.

"So, General... where is the area where you store most of your weapons and supplies and where is Wolflock? It's a easy question, really, it is. All you have to do is answer," I spoke to him.

"Why would I tell you anything-"

I shot his leg and his body collapsed, yelling in pain. He turned on his back and stared at me, struggling to get his words out, "What the fuck! It's not hard... all you have to do is find the biggest outpost, fucking dumbass-- As for Wolflock, we don't know where he is. He just talks to us through our radios."

Malik threw the G's radio over to me, as he had previously took his pager off so he couldn't call reinforcements.

I looked at it and spoke on the radio, "Hey, this is General-"

I looked at the general, waiting for his name. He mouthed 'Thompson'.

"-Thompson. I'm requesting for Wolflock."

"Wolflock reporting," the radio spoke back, as we all stood there, in clear shock, but obviously happy that we can communicate with this piece of crap. "I need you to hurry up and speak out with it. I don't have much time, I got word that one of our outposts just got raided."

"What's the outpost?" I said back to the radio, looking out the window at the sign that said the outpost number.

Wolflock spoke carefully, "Outpost 5. I heard that you're there right now, what's the status report there?"

"Everything is going all okay over here, but we did stumble over a group who wanted to trade weapons for supplies," I spoke to the radio, starting to feel anxious, mainly because of the fact that he knows that the outpost might be in trouble. "Should we execute them or go through the trade? They don't want to go through the trade unless the direct leader was there, which is you."