TW - DEATH
"It's fuckin' over, Inkosi. You're defeated."
A member of the resistance spat at the dictator. Inkosi, ruler of a democratic empire that'd been slowly taking over the world, was now on the ground, his robotic and organic systems beginning to fail him. The resistance had grown stronger over the years that they and Inkosi have squabbled. But this time, they did it. They got Inkosi cornered, and brought him to his knees.
Taking in a heaving breath, the former dictator spoke, his voice weak. "Now- now, just a m-moment... may I have.. a dignified death, at least?"
"Depends on what your definition of dignified is." The resistance member replied.
"In tradition... Dictators.. like.. me, were.. shot in the head while blindfolded... But they also.. got... one last cigarette; before they died... May I have that, at least? It's like a final meal,,,, before an inmate faces.. death row."
"...Fine. You may have that. Come on then, let's get you ready for that."
"Thank you... Hades."
After a few hours, Inkosi now found himself blindfolded, leaning against a wall. He had a cigar in hand, taking his time with it. Hades and a few more members of the resistance were there. One was armed and aimed at Inkosi. After a minute, Hades became impatient, reaching to his gun holster.
BANG. Thud.
Inkosi's thick, black blood splattered the wall behind him. His body fell to the ground with a heavy, metallic thudding sound. Sparks flew from his forehead. The resistance members cheered, eventually going off to celebrate and tell the rest of the world that Inkosi was no more. Hades stayed back, however, putting his gun away. He stared at the corpse.
"I'll miss you... old friend." Hades muttered, before walking away.
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