Blood Shed (FOR HONOR)

Chapter 5: Apollyon and Blackstone

" It wasn't us that have destroyed what remained of your home land! " Anheuser shouted, back Bellona locked into the cage-cell. " Iron-legion stand forth to protect those who need it! " "Then what bastardast had stole my land and killed my family then?!" Bellona argued, shifting her weight sideways of the pole to break the ties on her hands.

Camilla slammed her metal hand into the cell. " You will not be able to break these bearing peasant! To hell with you! " Chris'tan was standing against the wall, feeling the metal tinned and dented into his armor. He coughed lightly through the gorget.

"  The Black Stone Legion is the only thing as I can say.. do you remember the colours of these men when they had taken over your land?" Anheuser asked, kneeling to her level.

Chris'tan looked to his brother. " Do you be a fool? She could kill you instantly. " Anheuser was not the normal man to go on about actually trying to work with someone, he was more so about: you cross me in a manner I do not like, you just might get fucking killed.

" Brother, haven't we had enough of your nonsense today? Besides she did try and kill you earlier, because you crossed her. " Anheuser hummed, giving him a stare through his tin face. Camilla growled and snapped her hands into a ball. " I will be ready to kill her if anything happens. " she thought. Bellona's wooden mask had been removed and her eyes had been shown, staring blankly, one had been a pure white meanwhile the other had a light fade of colour. She looked to the knight masked, staring through his armor. He removed his own helmet. 

"Now so we are fair, I may ask you something while looking into your eyes. " said Anheuser. " Before I start asking you these questions, I want you to know,  I can tell in someone's eyes when they are lying or not. If you lie, I will kill you. Understand?"

Bellona looked into his eyes and felt horror behind his bearded face, but didn't fear enough to respect him. " You wouldn't dar-" As she could even finish her sentence a knife slashed the side of her cheek, little blood trickling down. "Again.. I say, do we come to a clear understanding? "

" Agreed. " she growled.

" Good. "

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"There is a woman by the name of Apollyon. Do you know who she is?" 

" She's one of you bastards! Ain't she! " Bellona's words angered Anheuser. 

"No- she runs the Blackstone Legion.  The one's who killed your family. " "What makes her any different from you?" " We don't do anything-- when it comes to stealing land, unless you do so to us. Karma? I'm sure you have heard of it." Anheuser smiled sarcastically. She nodded. Her eyes were daggers to his and he enjoyed it.
" Appolyon is a Warlord, the Warlord of the Blackstone Legion to be exact. She wants War, she wants to reap the wheat from the chaff. The strong from the weak. She plunders, murders, destroys and takes! And the fact that you Think I'M THE SAME AS THAT EXCUSE OF A KNIGHT SICKENS ME"! he yelled. " You know. Maybe I should kill you.. but you know what? I'm not Appolyon. I'm not her and my family, my fellow Knights are not Blackstone. We are Iron Legion. Though we have differences, we do not butcher innocent". Anheuser stood up and walked out.

Christ'an was holding his chest as he sat down, " Brother are you alright? Why are you still wearing your gear, you're hurt". Anheuser bickered to his pained friend. " I'm.. fine. My gut hurts but it's fine". " Brother. Helga get in here". Anheuser yelled to his daughter. Rose was holding Clayton as they all came, " Helga please tend to your uncle's wounds. He's stubborn like your mother, hehe, if he rejects, slap him". Anheuser patted his daughter on the back as he went to his wife. " Rose, I'm sorry ab-" " You little bitch"! Anheuser ran down the stairs as he saw Camilla standing over Bellona. " HEY! THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING"! Anheuser yelled grabbing Camillas arm. " She is worthless. Why have her alive still"! Anheuser slapped Camilla and she held her face. " We don't torture or kill our prisoners. Only if there is no other option. If you touch her without my order I will kill you myself". He stared her down, she just stormed out.

" Sorry. She has one hell of a temper".
More blood dripped from her open wound, Camilla had dug her fingers into Bellona. Anheuser sighed as he went to his wife, " Bring the kids to the house, Christ'an you go with them and relax you hear me brother. I love you Rose". He and his wife shared a kiss, " I love you too ya pains". He said he ruffled Clays hair and glared to Helga.  " Ye get some rest. Ich leibe Diche Rose". " Ich leibe Diche".

The Family left to their home as Anheuser knelt next to Bellona. He took out a handkerchief and wiped her blood away. " I'm not your enemy. But I sure as hell ain't your friend". He said as he stood up, " If I release you do you promise not to attack my family"? He said looking to her. She turned away, " You know I can help you. Appolyon must die. And we can defeat her together. The only reason there is War, is because of her, we knights and Samurai and Vikings could have peace.. " "So I'll ask you again". He squatted down to her level, " If I untie you, do you promise not to hurt my family"?

Bellona growled into his response thinking he didn't listen. "Fine." She nodded and waiting. Anheuser's hands reached for Camilla's dagger that laid dormant in his gear. He cut the holding from her, and she stood, renewing herself with mask, and gear. "Where​ is Killia." "Who? " "Killia. My staff." She crossed her arms her stance shaking as she looked to Anheuser him turning around and looking outwards. "I'll grab it"

Bellona watched the dagger in his hands tempted to steal it from him, and retract it from his grip. However she didn't instead exiting the cell from which she was held and followed him. He entered a room emptied of nothing but weapons. Bellona looking in amazment. "You and your land own this?" She asked, Anheuser nodding. " We all own this– which is why if you attack me or anyone else I might kill ya. 'Why am I telling this to a hybrid?!'" "Uhuh.. Give me Killia and I'll be on my way."

"Tommorow I will bring an army, and we will meet. Not in honor of fighting each other, but in honor of fighting Apollyon. Blackstone." Bellona stated before equipping her mask and grabbing her staff.

"Meet me on the edges of Ashfield. I'll bring my army." He said leaning against a nearby sword.

"Agreed."