The House Of Blood and Dust, Book One: Darkness Rising

The Dark Prince of Flesh and Bone

My head rings and the pain shoots throughout my entire body. My eyes shoot open, Anderson stands in front of me smirking like the damned, 

          “Finally awake?” I look at him with anger shooting through me. “Good now that you’re here we can explain.”

          “Explain what exactly… that you’re trying to take over the world or how exactly you fuck each other up the arse.” Zachary’s mouth will surely be the downfall of him, a guard smashes him in the jaw; he looks like they’ve been doing it for a long time. Zachary is across from me, Michael and Proditor to each side of me we’re in a square looking at each other.

          “We are going to take Garask for the rightful queen and the one and only god. If that is not what you wanted to hear, Lady Selventine went to her brother to gather his follower to cleanse the earth of it’s evil.”

          “So how do we fit in?” Proditor shouts at them trying to hold back his magic for later,

          “You fit in because of mister Arkness here… you have heard of the Arkness’ bloodline right? Zachary here the half brother… Avenji the bastard and well these two just fall in because they were there at the wrong time…” Zachary’s struggling to get out of the chair,

          “So you’re saying the fact that I’m an Arkness means that you have to kill me?”

          “No, I just don’t like you’re bloodline… you or anyone who fucks with my plans!” He yells the last part at me, spittle sprays my face.

          “Wondrous… it seems that somebody’s having a temper tantrum, do you need your mother?” He then smashes me in the face with a nasty right hook. I spit blood onto the floor and then laugh,

          “Why do you laugh, is something funny?” I look at him and laugh a bit more and then gain another knock to the head,

          “Anderson, you do realize my brother enjoys winding people like you up?”Anderson moves onto Zachary, grabbing him by the chin. My brother is smiling like a villain.

          “You Arkness’ have mouths on you.”

          “Well half Arkness’ do the full ones tend to just be plain and lazy.” Zachary laughs at him as do I. But then I’ve just realized the men circling around  us, we are certainly not going to get out of this alive, but I’m sure we’ll try. Zachary is kicked to the floor and then a gun is pointed to my head,

          “Tell me… what’s it like to be a bastard?”

          “You don’t have to point a gun at my head to ask me that… but it will cost you dinner.” I wink at him and the barrel of the handgun meets that eye. I feel the blood trickle down from my brow. He turns the gun on Michael,

          “What is your story elf?”  

          “I left my camp in search for better life and found this… adventure.” Michael laughs at him, Anderson’s mind will be fucked and he’ll shoot one of us or one of his own in anger,

          “What did you find so appealing about Avenji, Zachary?”

          “Because Avenji is the only person who treated me as an adult and as his brother. Robert was their favourite even their daughter was hated because she was a girl.” Anderson smirks and without losing my gaze, hits me square in the jaw,

          “It’s not nice is it… but nevertheless your Arkness family isn’t anything like the one your blade was born into. I do like the axe by the way.” Another right fist to the jaw. I spit blood onto the stone ground of the warehouse. Anderson and his Senims are circling us, rifles in hands. “I bet your wondering why I allowed you all to keep your weapons.” Zachary laughs and spits blood onto the ground,