"Mr. Black lets head back, you all are truly useless aren't you." Nero states. "Nero… Nero listen, how are we going to go back empty handed, they are going to rip a hole in us… a hole in our ass really. How does one guy take out top tier Militia hunters like us. I think we should come up with something to say" Mr. Black says with his voice quivering and his gaze pacing side to side frantically. "Who are you?" Nero asks whilst walking up to Mr. Black and squeezing his face. He then pulls out a heavy-duty pistol from his side strap, "I should put a bullet in your head right now. How do you get the status of Mr. Black as a hunter when you are such a… such a fucking coward. I despise people like you… you leave your fellow colleagues to get killed with no thought, you just cower. You make me shiver with cringe. We won't make up any stories; we will say it as it is. It's better to die with honor coming from your tongue, than to die with untruthfulness" Nero says as he picks up a cross necklace from inside his uniform pocket and kisses it.
"Now let's go, I won't say it again" Nero utters whilst turning around. As they make their way through the bushes, they step in between corpses, and after walking a few minutes, they make it back onto the bridge. "I didn't think it was this bad, it looks like the battlefield of a thousand men" Mr. Black whispers under his breath. "Let's get in this truck… I mean it's the only one standing" Nero says whilst picking up his sniper rifle off the ground. "You drive us back to that motherland, we should report to them" Nero utters to Mr. Black. "We will at least get paid partially, surely." Mr. Black states as he ignites the engine of the truck. Nero lets out a big sigh; he puts his rifle onto one of the seats and makes his way to sit on the passenger seat opposite of the driver's seat and says "Just drive. And please shut the fuck up.".
CREEEEK.
"Welcome back Oldman, why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Take a seat before you collapse" Milan says. Pulling out a chair to sit on, Oldman begins to ramble "What did…what did I see…what did I see!" he says, with every single word getting louder. "Age is catching up to you huh, Oldman" Milan says jokingly. "It is sad, I was the only one that saw it, I was the only one that heard it, that music. Peace is all I felt, it was as if the music was putting me to rest and saying onto me 'tis enough, rest in peace'. I want it back" the Oldman utters in tears. "I heard it too, I heard it, that music!" Alana yells out. Milan then looks at an unconscious Vince, "This boy…" he murmurs. "Everyone is here, great, let us begin shall we!" he says whilst clapping his hands. "Oldman please, please get yourself together, begin to write into it when I tell you to. Welcome to you all, please, welcome to your new family" as Milan says this, Vince begins to groan. "Chri…Chris…where is Chris, is he okay" he mumbles.
With blistering pace, Chris gets off his seat and begins to speak to Vince who lies on the floor. "I am right here Vince; I am right here" Chris says whilst holding Vinces hands. "Where…" Cough "Where is Ippy, Did I get him?" Vince mumbles again. "Don't worry he is gone" Chris says. "Amazing he is finally awake, the main guest of honor, this will be an informative session. There is something in you that I don't think you even recognize in yourself boy…something some of us also have. We've brought you here to kinder your spirit, to get you strong, you wouldn't have passed out earlier if you were. There are many keys we need to bring world peace, and you…you are one of them" Milan says as he paces and steps towards Chris and Vince. Getting off her seat, Alana steps in front of them and with a firm tone asks, "What do you get…what do you get from getting him strong apart from world peace, how can one boy bring world peace?" Every form of smiling vanishes off Milans face. "Huh" he says in a cold tone as he begins to shape his hand into a fist. You could hear the wind pacing and hitting the outside walls of the room, Oldman's tears had dried up, Boz and Malik had their gaze pointed downwards.
WHOOSH. Wind continues to howl.
"MILAN, control yourself!" a sultry voice demands but with a harsh tone. For a few seconds, Milan stares into Alana's eyes. With his face inches from hers, they could feel each other's breath. "Sorry Estie, I was just getting something off her face" Milan says with a smirk gliding right across his face. "How could I be this rude, I didn't even let us introduce ourselves, I will let the guest go first. You girl, introduce yourself first since you have the balls to step in front of me. Tell us your name, where you are from, how old you are, and what do you do."
The haunting wheeze of the wind drops silent.
"I am nobody, you've taken kidnapped us and have the audacity to ask who we are?!" Alana says in a disgusted tone. "Why don't you tell us who you are, in fact, all of you sitting at that table, why don't you introduce yourselves apart from your damn names" she continues to rant, as she wipes her sweat residue palm on her clothes. "Ooh, yes, Yes, YES, Estrella, you have found your match, I like this girl already, to stand in my face and say all that is truly commendable" Milan says as he looks at Estrella with a cheeky smile growing on his face. Estrella rolling her eyes, shouts out "Shut the fuck up Milan, don't start with this shit again.". Getting off her seat, Estrella makes her way towards Alana and the three boys on the ground.
"Don't worry little girl" she says whilst resting both of her arms around Alana's neck. "Fair is fair, I will introduce myself first… and then…" she says whilst shifting her gaze with all expression slowly fading off her face. "Then I will introduce who Milan truly is."
NEXT CHAPTER – TBD