The Son of Light

Chapter 25 The Avenging Warrior.

Matthias was driven to the outskirts of the city close to a nearby forest. For awhile they drove past numerous glades and meadows, until they reached a revine where to Matthias's shock was the dragon Syrgrihg. He was chained in the ravine and seemed to be rather starved and forlorn. But Matthias didn't have time to wonder as he was yanked out and stripped of his clothes and pushed forward. A line of others were already formed along the edge of the ravine where the Syrgrihg was chained. Now Matthias understood. He and his compatriots were to be shot and fed to the Syrgrihg. His heart began to beat faster than anything, and his brain started to think about anything and everything before it wouldn't think ever again. He began to weep, Not like this, it wasn't supposed to end like this! "Don't cry you filthy pig, your a pretty tough guy right?" mocked the one the soldiers dragging him to his death.

Matthias was now kneeling before the ravine. Syrgrihg looked up and began to move and roar in distress. He thumped his great tail and belched fire in protest. "Ah looks like he's hungry for this one!" Laughed a fat officer who was smoking a cigar. Matthias blood went cold as he realized who it was standing before him. It was Bill Doyle! The officer who had raped and killed Julie! No its impossible! He was dead! I made sure of that?! "Matthias," Came Azzo's voice. Matthias turned and looked and saw the boy closest to him was Azzo. Further down the line were the rest of Die Eisenfaust. Marletto, Rhab, and all the rest of the boys Matthias had fought alongside for three years. A shot rang out and a boy body fell into the ravine. Matthias cried out. Now all the boys were crying. Shot after shot Matthias watched as his compatriots all died one by one. Syrgrihg looked up at Matthias apologetically and ate the corpses.

"Matthias!" yelled Azzo one last time. Bang! Azzo fell forward dead. Syrgrihg likewise ate his body. Matthias knelt there waiting for the bullet to kill him now that he couldn't use his powers. But he was suddenly lifted up and felt his face punched over and over again. Pain and blood blurred his vision as he was beaten. When his assailant had seemingly tired himself, Matthias choking on both pain and blood looked up and saw Doyle standing over him. "I know who you are boy. Wandy told me everything. You went to my twin brothers house, raped and murdered his daughter, my niece and killed his wife and oldest daughter, and then cut out and ate his heart!" He glowered down balefully at Matthias.

"Did he tell you he wanted you dead too-" bam! Doyle kicked him before he could finish. "Don't lie to me pig! Oh I am going to enjoy this just like I enjoyed raping your Mother!" he cracked his knuckles and Matthias forced himself up. "So it was you that day! You raped and murdered her!" he bellowed. "That's right, I did. Because she fucking deserved it!" "DESERVED IT? HOW DID SHE DESERVE THAT YOU FUCKING DEVIL?" Doyle stared down at him for a moment, before saying in a tone of surprise. "Your seriously asking me why I did what I did? Why she deserved it? Because I hated her. Its my right as a descendant of those your race oppressed to have my revenge. Her ancestors hurt and raped mine, and so it is my duty to avenge them. And I enjoyed it too" he added with no trace of remorse. "And once I get back, I'm going to do it again. Assuming there are any of you pigs alive after what you did last week!"

He waved a newspaper at him showing what appeared to be an article about the past weeks failed war. "Now the whole world knows we right to do what we did to you. Every single man women and child around the world are demanding the same thing, for all you pigs to be eliminated from this earth!" He threw the newspaper away, and drew hard on his cigar. "And you dare to call me a devil?" he drew his knife and seemed prepared to drive it into Matthias's neck. "What exactly were you pigs planning to do to us and the world if you had won this little war of yours eh?" "YOU SPAUN OF HELL!" Roared Matthias. He leapt up despite the fact Doyle had a knife, despite the fact his hands were bound. If he was going to die he was going to take Julie's rapist with him. With a yell of desperation he charged, the knife went up, when suddenly a nearby soldier shot Doyle through the head! Doyle's face looked astonished, and his mouth fell open as if he could not believe this was happening, and then he fell sideways into the waiting mouth of Syrgrihg.