🕑🕐: TAKE OUT THE THORN

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                           1200 AC

"What?" The old startled moves his head properly to face the man that was once his child. He watches as the  boy moves even closer smiling darkly at him. "Dearly departed we are here by gathered to send away a wretched soul, the gates of hell asked and I answered. Please stretch your hands and accept this lost soul." Evil laughter follows the sound of prayer uttered by the blonde male as he does a sign of the cross. "Boy I don't understand what you are talking about but I know you owe me 20 years worth of service so be a good little boy and do what are you good at." The male smiles at the sentence, a reminder of his past that he is here to make sure is completely forgotten. "Yes I shall do as you say father." "Stop getting closer." "A blessing is needed for me to proceed." The male states moving even closer to where the old fool sits slowly stretching his hands towards his hairy hidden neck. "I shall answer your true calling father for this world can no longer bear the darkness you have." He states clumping his hand around his father's neck before his feeble bony hands could stop them. "Why ... are you ... talking ... like a ... fool?" He struggles with his windpipe closing second by second. "Cause only a fool can understand me. Only pretending to be a fool can deem my actions righteous, dear father." He says to  the aged man while watching his fingers tightening around his neck. He enjoyed this, had dreamt of it for the entirety of ten years since he left,  tightly squeezing around the windpipe while watching the man beg for air clawing around his hands.













Not wanting him to just die by his tight squeeze he hits the man's head on the table continuously watching it bounce as blood splatters around the wooden table to the floor. He watches as the red liquid flows and the old man's hair drenches in blood turning the dirty grey locks to red. "The world is short of one evil. Upon your blood I shall wipe out those like you." His tightening hand feels the stop of the hammering pulse as the aged man's head lies limp around his own. Then and there he washed his hands with the man's blood feeling its warmth grow cold. To think there was a time he saw himself love this man. He was a child, he was his father, there was no one who told him what the man did was wrong. He was okay with the beatings and working to the bone for the old man. He was okay eating the scraps of the feasts he brought. Sometimes he wonders what would have happened to him that day, would the snow have eaten his flesh by now. Seth saved him, took him in and gave his life meaning. So taking his father's life for an even better one, was just exactly what he needed. He watches the blood sliding off the table from the crack around his forehead. "Blood is thicker than water Hmpf no it's not, it's as light and thin as alcohol. It can be betrayed and worst of all it changes others to be monsters. Hope you enjoy your present as I take out a thorn in my shoe."











                            2022
"My question goes to Ruby, your whole proposal stated that leadership is evil and the world does not need leaders. That the world can survive without people to lead it. Is it because you are afraid of the world following a single person or is it that you believe mankind is too evil to lead each other?" A male in a black and crimson red uniform questions the girl in the middle, another one of Nightshade's high members. Of course this question was meant to dismantle the whole proposal Ruby set out. With her answer it can easily nullify all the points she set out or... No it can make her argument even stronger. A judge of character. Her two teammates were clearly worried and in fear of answering that question, Derrick stands up wanting to tackle the question only to be stopped by the blue eyed mermaid. She takes the microphone from him and stands up willing to defend her answer. Everyone in the room sits upright to listen to what she has to say including the judges. This was going to be interesting to defend.














Ruby closes her eyes visualizing the two sides of leadership her father the alpha being the positive and Seth the vampire king being the negative. She tries to see how she can potray leadership as evil when her father was the opposite. Then again remembering the slaughter that took place right before her very eyes. Her father the great leader should have not put all his eggs in one basket. The people trusted him including her and went all out to fight the vampires. Like lambs in a slaughter house they paraded themselves including their very own children, all in a belief that their leader was right. Could he have been wrong? He misled his people with poor tactics. Could the great alpha have purposely sent his own people to be massacred? A question she never asked until this debate. "Ruby! Can you answer the Fucking question?" Whispers Yami pulling the end of her skirt. With a single release of her breath she turned to face the male.













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