His Plea

Part 2

"SIR! SIR!!!" Although he was being called quite very urgently, Terror didn't move a muscle from his piercing-Lien stance. 

"It's an emergency," Lou, however, didn't stop informing her master, "The headquarters, it's... It's under attack as we speak." In her then scared face, confusion began to appear, seeing Lien, a trusted comrade or so she thought of Lien as, covered in blood. "Wha-" she wanted to say but Jeff was quicker than her. 

"What? How is that even possible?" "I do not know, sir." Soon, Lou started to calm down her internal chaos, she was trying her best. "An internal rat?" Terror seemed to say. Coldness emitted from his very body. "What's the situation?" 

"So far, our radars detected 3 bombs, sir. Half of the headquarters is damaged. More than 6000 people are dead." "We lost so many manpower," Terror ordered, " Bring the helicopter, and," he looked coldly at the now breathless, worthless Lien, "burn this place." 

It was like terror was seeing small solar storms in his own house. Bombs dropped one by one and his people were under war. He frowned at the sight of the people that attacked his time of the day, the Night kingdom. He looked at the knights that were attacking through the helicopter. Those uniforms that the knights were wearing, it was very familiar to him. "Knight Abolition" a criminal catching knight order within the Solaria Empire that his twin brother ruled. His brother, Elphius, was the polar opposite of him. If Elphius was the light, Terror was the night. That's how it was. That's how it should have been. So why... Did that bastard pointed his sword at him?

"All troops," Terror heard a very familiar voice as he landed on a seemingly quite place among all the chaos, his back garden, located on the left side of his palace, which didn't seem to have any bomb marks. That voice was all too familiar to him.

He turned his head to the source of that voice. his eyes widened at what he saw. for a moment, he started doubting his exceptional alpha brain, 'Is this real?', which he never thought of doing. His pupils shook when he heard that sweet voice again, "Stop fire!" 

A man with pretty face as if curved from a sculpture, pinkish hued eyes with a beautiful brown hair- that man, how could Terror not know him? He was the one he has longed for. His love, Mitch. Mitch seemed to have looked at Terror. "The target is at the back garden. Approach immediately." He gave another command to his troops. 

"Sir! Sir! Snap out of it." Jeff tried to shake his master out of the daze he is in. "Isn't that... Mi-?" "Yes he is. That's what it looks like." Jeff answered even before Terror could ask. Visible confusion, nervousness and stress could be seen exuding from Jeff. "Anyway, it seems more than half of our people is gone. At this rate, we won't win in this battle. Their targets seem to be you. Abolition knights strictly follow the emperor's order. We need to get out of here." There was a reason why Jeff was the right hand man of Terror. His ability to quickly rationalize any situation was truly frightening. "Escape?" Terror still couldn't believe the scenes unfolding in front of his eyes, " But Mitch, he is, he is alive." For a moment relief swept upon his face. But it was, really, momentarily.

"My lord, can't you see?" A calm and collected Jeff asked him. "That man you call Mitch is the one commanding your execution right now. You need to-" "Stop right there" amidst their bickering, they didn't notice the knights gradually approaching and completely surrounding them. The owner of that voice, Vice captain Opelia came out holding a sword targeting Terror at first. Behind her, Mitch came out, clearly wearing the white uniform of the abolition knights. In his shoulders, there was even 3 stars, signifying that Mitch was the captain of that troop. Terror was exceptionally intelligent, otherwise how could he have dominated the night world by himself? He knew what that uniform means, what the 3 star means, and yet, he chose to ignore this. He wanted to believe it's all a lie, a nightmare he is having from too much stress. 

"Mit...ch?" He called out to him. 'Mitch' looked at him. "Me?" He asked, eyes completely looking at a stranger. Weren't those eyes filled with love and affection for Terror in the past? "Haha, this fool," 'Mitch' said mocking and in an amusing tone, "I am Deina Rorrers, 1st squad captain of the Abolition knights, serving under the Sun."

 The Abolition Knights, loyal  solely to the emperor of Solaria. It consisted of 3 squads, the first squad, specializing in infiltration and elimination, 2nd squad, specializing in Military power, the 3rd squad, the elites and backups for the other squads. It was now, clear as still water what and  'Mitch' was and needed to do. 

"What are you saying? Didn't we... had a child?" Terror wanted to forget what he just heard. "Child?" Another amusing laughter was heard. In fact, every knight there has a mocking smile on their faces. "Man, that was obviously a lie. How could I ever have a child with a murderer!" That word, 'murderer' hit Terror like thunder. He is the demon king, ruling the night world. Everyone could hate him, sure, but not this one person. the one he loved. 

"Did that fool, Lien, not inform you?" Deina started having stomach pain from laughing too much. "Man Lien sure is hilarious. He loved you so much that he chose to not tell you the bitter truth?" 

"...." 

"Well anyway, since Leia can't seem to detect his 'ki', maybe you killed him? Well all for better, he was gonna die anyways." 

"What? Leia? The device detecting locations of the Abolition squad members that I have heard of?" Jeff asked, baffled by the series of nonsense he is hearing. 

"Oh right. Lien was our member before. But since he wasn't exactly continuing his mission, the higher ups sent me instead. Funny, don'cha think?" A lot of weird infos was delivered to Jeff's brain today but he still somehow remained sensible amidst them. 

"So a child never existed? You never loved me?" Terror's voice trembled. As if he was being pierced, torn apart piece by piece. 'Damn it,' Jeff internally cursed. In the next moment, he grabbed Terror by his collar and started running, "Forgive my insolence, sir!" Soon a helicopter from who knows where approached and a rope was given where Jeff was running, he grabbed it and within seconds they were inside the helicopter.

The knights didn't stay put seeing the target run away. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? SHOOT IT,"Deina commanded his confused knight squad. However, it's not that easy to finish off the demon king. Jeff, with the help of the subordinates, successfully escaped.