*it's been tree months since Vlad had left his home and family... war and chaos engulfed the lands as he now commanded an army of his own fighting back every enemy they came across*
"Damnit... I don't understand... How did those men get past our lines, its impossible" Vlad paced back and forth as his generals stood worried, sweat dripping down their faces then his second in command spoke "Sir, maybe we have a spy amongst our men... Possibly in the militia?". Vlad turned towards him his teeth bared as a deep bone chilling growl slipped past his lips" Begin questioning the men... NOW!"
Vlads generals worked for days questioning every last soldier in his army to find the possible traitor, A week had gone by and the traitor hadn't been found... Vlad grew restless and frustrated as he spent the days tearing apart his men's tents to find even the slightest shred of proof that there was a traitor, it seemed hopeless untill one if his lowest level privates busted into his tent erratic and out of breath.
*Vlad has been sitting in his tent scraping away at his desk when the soldier bursted in*
The private bows before his leaders "Forgive me my commander I know this is rude and cause for punishment that I barged in here, but i I must speak with you at once!" Vlad stared at the boy for a moment and nodded "Go on boy, catch your breath then speak" The private took a moment to catch his breath then set a tied bag on the desk "Sir I was fixing my tent when I noticed this hidden under the cot of one of the other men in my tent, it has information marked only for the eyes of highly ranked officers and it also contains a copied version of your personal seal.... uh.. uh... Sir" he saluted his commander and left the tent to stand outside.
Vlad tore the bag open looking through its contents, as he did he grew curious, he threw the seal across the tent grabbed his desk and threw it through the side of the tent "Guards take the private to his tent and get his bunkmate" the men stood back trembling as they stared at the destroyed desk and tent "ARE YOU DEAD, GO.. NOW!" The men snapped back to reality and quickly took off... The guards came back dragging all the men from they tent, their hands tied and their mouths held shut. Vlad stood in front of his tent his sword drawn and body trembling from anger "private stand by my side" The boy stood next to him unable to move as he was frozen by fear. Vlad stood behind one man after another as the private shook his head at the first few, When Vlad stood behind the last man the fearful private nodded and Vlad froze on the spot "This is him" the private nodded again "Guards free the rest of these men and chain this traitor to a post right here... and call all my soldiers to my tent, I want them all to witness my judgent"
*his men did as commanded, several hours had passed and every soldier stood at attention outside their commanders tent*
Vlad stepped out of the tent and drew his sword, his men saluted in unison "Soldiers!... this is a not a man" He pointed his blade at the chained up traitor "This is a vile piece of filth" he pressed the blade to his throat cutting him slightly "Tonight... he will die" Vlad pulled his blade away and growled, his men all trembled as they watched "Now... you... DIE!" He swung with a flash of light gleaming off the blade, the blade seemed to pass through him without harm... The men stood still as bright red line slowly appeared across the traitors neck, blood began pouring down his body as his head separated and fell to the ground. The private started horrified as he fell to his knees and puked at the gorey sight, Vlad cleaned his blade and sheathed it "I am you master, I am your commander... my word is law!... any other crimes against me will be treated just as this blood bag.... IS THIS UNDERSTOOD?" Every last man saluted "SIR YES SIR" Vlad vanished into his tent for the night his men all striken with fear and respect from what they had witnessed... They now know the true resolve of their fearsome commander...
*From that day on, the great army fought as one united force more fierce then ever as they destroyed each horde they faced... They were driven by the insurmountable fear and respect they had towards they're commander Vladimir*
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The Love Of A Heartless Man
FanfictionThe story of a once happy and cheerful man that had always been kind hearted, but through a tragic and unforeseen inccedint his very spirit was ripped from his body as he slowly decended into madness and loneliness
