SACRIFICE TO THE MOON (Completed) #Wattys2020

CHAPTER 11

   Amykos allowed himself to be engulfed by the power of Poseidon.
      Soon, he was standing face to face with "the trident", Poseidon's symbol of power.
     Amykos bowed before the trident.
        He could hear Poseidon's voice in his head.
     "My son, I have a task for you"
      "Command me father".
    "There is a soul I want dead".
      "His name and location will suffice father ".
   "He is called Waya and he resides on the moon".
    "The Leqie cannot travel to the moon father ".
    "If you cannot go to him, make him come to you".
      Amykos four children who were also commanders of the Leqie always stood guard whenever Amykos was in meditation.
       It wasn't on the account that Amykos needed protection it was more likely out of tradition.
    Amykos didn't name any of his sons, he addressed them based on the hierarchy of their birth.
      All is four sons were stunned when then they witnessed their father step out of mediation speedily but they all held their peace.
       Amykos swept a glance over them before speaking.
     When he spoke, his voice was deep and authoritative.
     "We ride for Malabour in an hour".
  All four children were puzzled but it wasn't in their place to ask questions.
      "Should I alert the Leqie?"
A voice belonging to the first son asked.
     "No" Amykos replied firmly
      "Just us".

Waya was furious and that was putting it nicely.
     He needed sexual relief, he knew no one on the moon save athena was a match for his sexual brutality and he wasn't remotely interested in speaking with her so he marched out of his room and went west of the moon, of the dungeon was situated.
        Dungeon Cybeium was the sole prison of the moon, it served as confinement for malefactors on the moon.
    The prison was built in zones,each zone housing a particular caliber of criminals.
      Waya headed straight for the red zone which housed the worst criminal in the moon.
   The guardian of the red zone bowed to the prince.
   Waya spare her more than a glance.
     "Send me your toughest criminals".
   Zainab was diviner and arguably the most powerful in the land of Malabour.
       She owed no allegiance to any god and was constantly guarded by Malabour's militia.
       She was in the middle of a sponge bath when Amykos and his three sons surrounded her abode.
   The four demigods didn't waste time getting to the rooftop. Once they got there, they took out the militia who honestly stood no chance in the first place.
      Zainab felt something, an unexplainable wrongness in the air. In what seemed as an instant, Amykos and his sons dropped into the bathroom from the roof.
       Her hands instinctively rose to shield her naked frame.
    Amykos and his sons were glaring at the full glory of a naked virgin but there was no sexual tension in the air.
      "We come seeking your help" Amykos began.
       "You may go into your chambers and get decent ".
       The blood in Zainab's veins ran cold as she slow walked past the five men. She made sure to slightly brush her skin against Amykos.
     Immediately she did so, visions containing information about Amykos flooded her subconscious.
   She knew they had killed everyone in her abode
   She knew they were all demi-gods, she knew they were son and grandsons of Poseidon.