he sat there, on his throne of concrete, holding on to the bars he so frequently saw. his guards stood by the door holding their weapons. a perfect place for an assassin. a jail. most thought this jail was invincible. no one had ever escaped. but that is a lie. the truth is no one had ever tried to escape because in this world you are labeled. bad or good. there was no inbetween. and their the lonely assassin sat. his fuzzy beard grew from his chin but stopped before his cheeks. connected to it his mustache. his skin was pale from the lack of sunlight. but his most defining feature was his green eyes, they burned into any soul who looked at them, and although he was attractive no lady could even look at him without feeling... intimidated. he had one lone scar that slid beside his eye. and on his arm held a tattoo. a sword stretched from his hand to his shoulder only to be crossed with a scythe which only stretched half the length of the sword. and with that his true chaos can be unleashed.
It was that day when his plan would go into effect. the guard came in at just the right time to find that the assassin was not their.
"mortem" called the guard. little did he know that mortem was behind him and already had his sword ready for the strike. his tattoo had vanished with a red glow as he prepared his scythe. this was the only power mortem needed and used. the instantaneous way to get his weapons. he laid his sword down on the guard's shoulder. the guard tensed up feeling the cold metal through his uniform on his skin.
"give me the key" whispered mortem. the guarded slowly reached down and handed him the key.
mortem withdrew his sword from his shoulder and slashed at the guards side. the guard screams were cut short by mortems hand.
"i do not kill those who aren't contracted" mortem whispered. their was a faint electrical buzz and then nothing. the guard reached into his pocket and pulled out his decimated radio. the guard fell down and closed his eyes and was to sleep for the next few hours.
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Mortem the age of evil
Actiona story told from the perspective of a villain and his views on the world around him.
