Garlox quest

Chapter 59: Tears and Pain.

'F-father.. what are you doing here?! Were you imprisoned? You look terrible. What have they done to you?! What have you done to him?!' Ankha got scared, and backed away slowly. 'P-please, sister I...' 'SISTER?! Father, what is she talking about?' Marcus got up, and patted the places besides him. 'Queenly, I know there is a lot I need to tell you. But please, try to understand.' 'Try to understand?! You left us behind! You have single handedly ruined my entire life!' Queenly was angry, but she couldn't attack her father. She had idolised him for too long to end it like that. 'Your mother knew about it. She said that she didn't feel anything for me as well. And when I had the chance.. I decided to let her be. I knew that someone else would take care of you, you were in good hands. I would have never left you if I didn't know that.' 'GOOD HANDS?!' For the first time in her entire life, Queenly could feel genuine tears rolling down her cheeks. 'Your wife married a farmer! She was a disgrace, and so where her poor children! I even had a brother, that would drag our name through theslack even further! Don't you know how embarrassed I was?! And all this time..' Queenly balded her fists, and erupted with emotion. 'All this time I have protected you! I blamed myself for your death! I always thought that it should have been me who died in Cheopia. You were the unbeatable, you were the loyal. YOU WERE MY FATHER!' 'I-I still am, honey.' 'You are NOTHING like a father! Even that stupid farmer, with his stupid son were a better family. Christopher was even.. A more loyal family member.. What have I done?' Queenly feel to the ground, her brain tingled, all the memories flooded back. She couldn't believe what she'd done. 'I killed my own brother for you, I killed my own mother for you.. Even the man that was a better father than you.. For what? You leaving us behind? Was that the idol I had been following all along?' 'Q-queenly.. Please tell me that you didn't kill your own mother?' As weak as he was, Marcus got up and tried to protect his other daughter. 'Get out! You're nothing like a daughter, you're nothing like family. Family would never leave each other behind.' 'A-are you serious? LOOK WHO'S TALKING?!' Queenly got up, and directly wrapped her hands around her fathers neck. Firmly she squeezed every last breath out of him. 'You're a lazy, disloyal, man. You're a filthy pig to say the least.' Tears kept welling down Queenly's cheek. Her father was weak, but she didn't care. 'You should have died. You would have done everyone you know a favor.' Queenly forced her long nails inside his throat, and placed her foot against his chest. 'Now, I am doing that world this favor.' As she cut her fathers throat with her armoured hand, she pulled his head right out of his rump. 'From now on, you will be dead to me all along.' She looked at the head that she was carrying in her hand, and shouted. She felt so much hate, so much confusion. 'This isn't even as much as you deserve.' With one firm push, she cracked her fathers skull between the wall and the palm of her hand. Ankha could only watch her kill her last family member. 'I hope to never see you again, sister.' Her silk blue dress was stained with red. Just as Queenly walked out, she could hear the entire castle shake. 'Queenly, It's time to go!' Queenly turned around, but was too late to realise that Vector had picked her up. 'February is waiting for us, but I couldn't leave you behind!' Queenly looked up, and saw Vector's loyal face. 'We shall talk about that bloody dress when we get home.' Queenly nodded, and held tight to the only person she could trust.

'Strange.. A woman could never dissappear into thin air like that...' Marcus got curious, and stepped of his horse. Far away in the corned of the dead-end, he could see a patchwork tent, and the woman stirring into a big pot. 'N-no! Please... I said I was sorry, sir. Pannack is best country, good country. Keep up the good work!' Shimasta was drowning in fear, as she saw the big Pannack man enter her tent. 'Please, don't be alarmed. I just, wanted to check on you. It seemed like you were scared outside, please know that we mean your people no harm..' As Marcus got closer, he could see that she was taking care of a very sick man. 'Is he okay? We could give him medical attention..' 'Please, no! Is fine.. I take care of him myself.' Shimasta would carefully take the laddle out of the pot, and put it to the mans lips. 'So, this is why you lured me to the alley, wsn't it?' Shimasta nodded, while still feeding the man. 'Yes, my brother very ill.. Medicine is expensive because guards charge too much..' Marcus shook his head. 'I never knew this, nor would I allow to if I had known.. Tell me, miss.. Do you really see us as as a threat to your country?' Shimasta turned her head, but shyly nodded. 'I think you mean well, you have this vision for us.. But we're only suffering. You have some bad apples in your army.' Marcus bared his teeth, and growled silently. 'We have grown far too big. Not even I can oversee what's going on.. I never wanted people to feel like this, I can't imagine how I would feel if someone took over Pannack.. Miss, can I make you a crazy offer? You.. Must make a small sacrifice though. But if I'm correct, everything will be solved.' Shimasta got up, and looked Marcus in the eyes. 'I have almost nothing, I would give everything for this nightmare to end.' Marcus raised his hand, on which Shimasta flinched. 'Oh, I'm sorry.' Marcus only took his armor off. With his bare hand, he rubbed Shimasta's cheek. 'Your brother looks a lot like me.. If we can put him in my armor, and kill him... My fellow men would think that I have perished in war. Only then we can stop this.' Shimasta looked at her brother, who was terribly ill. 'I think my brother would agree, he has nothing to live for anymore.. He might be gone in a week orsow. Please, take off your armor.. I'll help you.' As Marcus started to undress himself, Shimasta spoke to her brother. He could only nod, and cry with his sister. 'If you two are ready.. So am I.' Marcus was standing there, only wearing his underpants. 'We are.' Her brother had just finished puting on Marcus' suit, and was almost ready to go out. As the tree of them made their way outside, MArcus could only look his loyal steed in the eyes. 'It's for the greater good.' He said, as he took his sword, and stabbed it in the throat. 'Quick, you must hurry!' Shimasta spoke. With one quick thrust of his blade, he killed her brother as well. Just to be sure, he mutilated his face as well. 'I'm sorry, but it's for your country.. ' Marcus quickly dropped his sword, and went in. Shimasta went on the streets, and started to shout. 'The guards have fallen! The guards have fallen!'  Just as other Cheopians gathered around, Shimasta quickly went back to Marcus in her hiding space. 'Please sir, how can I ever thank you?' Marcus pressed his lips against hers, and pushed her on her back. 'By never leaving me again.' 

'We're all set!' Somewhere in the far corner of the castle, everyone had gathered around February. 'Please, joining hand like circle.' February pt out her hand, and quickly everyone held eachothers hand. 'Please hold on!' With the usual bright flash, the entire gang had warped back to the Pannack castle. 'Is everyone okay?' Scurelt asked. 'I think we're all fine.. For now.' Vector felt Queenly's hand slip out of his. With her hands covering her face, Queenly moved inside. 'S-seriously, am I the only one feeling this backfire?' Mex was the only on on the ground, screaming out in nausea. 'Queenly hold up!' Vector was far too slow for Queenly, who was running barefeet to her tent. 'How could I have been so blind? All the lives I destroyed..' Queenly sobbingly made her way into her tent, and snatched the painting from the corner. 'All this time I have been on the wrong side.' Queenly punched a hole through her fathers face on the painting. 'I have no one left now..' She looked at the gaping hole through her fathers head, and the scratched out face of hher mother. 'And I did it all to myself... Maybe my death was the favor that had to be done.' She looked around, and picked up a box of matched that was laying around. Without hesitation she set fire to the painting, and slowly the entire tent would catch fire. 'Queenly, no!' The tent was burning out pretty quickly as Vector made his way inside. 'Please, let me die. I never want to look at myself in the mirror ever again. I am the most despicable person to roam this kingdom.' Vector had to take action pretty quickly. Smoke was already clouding the area. 'No you're not! You fought for something that you thought was justice, things change! Facts can change, even points of vieuw can change. You're the only girl I know that fights for what she thinks is justice, now that you have seen what has happened.. I'm sure you'll get by! You fight for what is right, and that hasn't changed.' Vector tried to take Queenly outside, but she vigorously pushed him away. 'I lost everything, anyone.. I have destroyed more lifes than I can ever save if I change. I have no more family, no more friends.' Vector shouted at her. 'Please do it for the family you can have with me! Queenly, I love you. I want to start my own family, with you. I would never forgive myself if I let you go away like this.' The smoke was getting heavier. 'You.. Love me that much?' Queenly got up, and showed her hurting heart to anyone for the first time. 'This is not the time or the place! If you promise to get out with me, I'll tell you that I love you. Every single second of the day. I will do anything to prove it to you! But please, stop being so stubborn!' Queenly threw herself into Vector's arms. 'That's not how you talk to your newly wed wife, do you?' Vector smiled, as Queenly had finally let him inside. With Queenly in his arms, Vector quickly carried her outside to safety. Many knights had gathered around, trying to put the fire out that had spread to other tents as well. Queenly couldn't do anything but lay down on the ground and cry her eyes out. Vector held Queenly tight, protecting her from the near fire, and the many soldiers walking by.