The Risen

Chapter Thirty Nine

The New God!
Dante

I woke up in the back of a car, still cuffed and bag still on my head, I heard the truck stop and I heard footsteps.

I heard the truck door open, and someone walk into the back of the truck, they grabbed me and pulled up outside, I struggled to make it harder on them.

They got me on my knees on the wet dirt, I felt the mud sink into and stain my pants.

They ripped the bag off my head and I looked around the night scene that I sat in.

I sat in what appeared to be a old Military museum that is in the middle of nowhere. There were flaming torches around this campsite, and big wooden, steel reinforced walls. I was surrounded by a group of armed men. And suddenly someone else was dragged out of the truck, it was Ace, followed by Maya.

After a few more seconds of us looking around Jeff walked in front of us, Carter by his side.

"Welcome! To our new home! This place once belonged to a group of very nice people, a little over twenty people? Right?" He asked Carter for a confirmation.

"Yes sir!" Carter spoke very military orientated.

I saw Holly nearby, she looked just like the other men who left with Jeff that day, if Charity was here she'd be pissed.

"Right, well those people are kinda dead now, well some of them work with us now, but those who were to weak, or tried to oppose us are long gone!" Jeff gloated.

"Is that supposed to make us scared?" I asked.

"We'll still get out if this! And I'll make sure to shoot you in head this time! I can see your leg has mostly healed, lucky bastard!" Maya spat.

Jeff had a cocky smile.

"We'll steal your beer to! Ha!" Ace laughed.

Jeff looked confused to Ace, then shook it off.

Walking around us he spoke slowly as if to build suspense.

"I met a little friend, this Birdy has offered me something I can't refuse, and he's going to help me defeat you all!" Jeff said stopping in front of me.

"Ya? And your following him? You are just a follower Jeff you know that right?" I spoke.

"Our little friend was very happy when I said I captured you all, he made it very clear that he wanted the three if you alive, especially you Maya" he said stopping in front of Maya.

Jeff stood up and snapped his fingers.

"Jorge!" Jeff shouted.

A Soilder stepped forward, he wore a large helmet which covered his face, the design of the helmet seemed Similar to the helmet that Carter wore. Jeff unlike a little over half his men didn't were a helmet. He wore a eye patch over the eye where I shot the arrow at him. And he had his gasmask hidden in his belt.

"Yes sir!" The Soilder named Jorge spoke.

"Let these three meet our guest!" Jeff spoke smiling.

Jorge turned and walked towards the museum, Jorge opened the door on the museum and a hooded figure stood in the doorway.

He looked familiar.

The hooded figure limped towards us, he heald one arm in the other, he looked insanely fucked up in terms of injurys.

When he got close enough, he stood still, and removed the hood.

The scars, cuts and bruises may have hidden and brutalized his face, but who stood before was very clear.