A Peace of Mind

The following short story is not for people below the age of 18 and those who can't tolerate certain dark topics.

WHY?! WHY AURON?! WHY?! WHY ARE YOU KILLING MY PEOPLE? IS THIS SOME GAME TO YOU! DO YOU GET SOME KIND OF SICK PLEASURE FROM KILLING US?! The man asks himself as he covers the wound on his shoulder.

When I saw hundreds of murdered Ruks, my people, piled up in a park naked. All their bodies preserved in a freezer so they can be gathered up to be put on display for everyone to see and marks carved on their faces in a way to make them look sad and in pain.

When I saw that, when many of my people saw that we were all in rage and demanded justice. I took on the case to hunt the monster down myself and now... Why? Didn't you marry a woman who was a Ruk?

The man asks himself still pondering on why did his friend do such a thing all the while moving through the hallway bleeding, gun still in hand and keeping his guard up.

"Please stop! Please don't kill her! PLEASE KILL ME! PLEASE KILL ME!"

The man hears the sound coming from the walls of the hall way. At first one by one he heard various voices cry in pain which he immediately assumes were his victims.

Some begging to spare their lives, some begging to spare their children's or lovers lives and some begging to save them and soon the sounds of people screaming one by one turn to groups of people screaming making it harder to understand what they are saying.

It was like listening to hundreds of people burning hell, begging the demons to stop or spare them but the laughing demons wouldn't listen because, it was music to them.

The mans thoughts on his friend now start to turn more and more bitter hate towards him.

'BANG!'

The man looks back at where the gun shot came from which for a second loud enough to overcome the screams. Not sure if it is one of his men or if it is him. Whatever it is he needs to regroup with his men and take him down before he does more damage.

He takes his walkie talkie and tries to contact his men again.

"Can anyone hear me? This is Gon, I repeat can anyone hear me? over."

Again silence. He takes a deep breath and moves on towards where the gun was shot. Hoping his dead or find his men alive.

He finally comes to a large hall in this confusing mansion and his mouth drops for a moment. Four of his men are already dead. He gets closer and sees two of them are have died from the explosion, one of them have their neck cut and the other impaled by one of the traps.

Suddenly he felt a cold shiver on the back of his spine as if something terrifying has appeared and immediately turns around pointing his gun at a man with a knife in hand.

"AURON!"

Auron looks at Gon and then lifts his hand and slowly moves it down and as that happens the screams of hundreds of people lower down. Enough for both to hear each other.

"Auron Why?! Why the hell are you doing this?!"

Gon asks with fury in his words.

Auron does not respond and just watch him.

"Tell me!"

Auron for a moment smiles.

"Did you honesty believe I'm some kind of cartoon villain that explains my evil master plan? Your part of the I.S.M You should know by now why I did it."

"Just tell me! Please."

For a split second his anger was replaced by desperate plea. He didn't ask as a man of I.S.M but as a friend.