Post by Queen-of-Horror on Apr 16, 2020 21:11:28 GMT -5
"Who the fuck are you," said a man hanging by the ankle, he was beat to hell and back blood pouring from his wounds, his crew were all laid out broken in odd directions.
"Is that a dying wish," said the Old Man who was standing in the middle of the room having just moments ago cut the throat of a soldier whose jacket he still held holding him up. He slowly looked to the hanging man, a glint of red caught his eye as he let go of the soldier who he held, "who sent you here?"
"If I tell you, will you let me go," asked the man.
The Old Man walked over to the man and reached up cutting the rope around his ankle making the soldier fall to the floor, he rolled onto his side rubbing his head from the fall, the old man knelt down and put the blade to his throat and lifted his chin and said, "we'll start with who sent you here and figure out where we end up."
"I can't say who, but I'm apart of the HADES unit, contracted out by a parent company I'm just a gun for hire," said the solider and Old Man lowered his blade.
"Why are you here," he asked.
"To retrieve a sample of a living specimen, she's a woman in her early twenties," said the HADES soldier.
"Rebecca," the Old Man said absentmindedly looking to the knife and away from the eyes of the HADES solider.
"Yeah, that's the intel name we have on her," he said and not a moment later the Old Man grabbed him by the side of his head and shoved his body to the right by his head and slammed his head into the floor.
"Where are they now," he said growling.
"I don't know, they said she was out in the forest," the HADES soldier said back and Old Man slammed the knife blade into his temple and stood up.
He thought they had come for him, he hadn't even thought she was known as a target but apparently someone leaked information somewhere about her. He was sprinting through the forest toward gunfire when he saw in the distance she slammed an ax into ones neck and moved across hitting the other in the top of the head, Old Man stopped and watched as she took a rifle and gunned two down and charged the last one tying him up and killed him with her knife. Eventually through her screaming she sat down on the wood stack and just stared down at her hands watching as the blood dripped off her hands.
Old Man took some time and approached as to not alarm her.
"What are you doing kiddo," he asked.
Rebecca slowly looked up at him, he could feel the anger radiate off her eyes, "I'm going to kill, every one of them."
He nodded his head, "I ain't lettin' you do this on your own."
Rebecca stood up, she grabbed her knife and wiped the blood onto her jeans and slid it into the holster and looked up to him, "then help me find my mother."
There was silence, "I can take you to her grave."
"You know my mother?"
He looked away from her almost ashamed to say he did, then said the words, "I do. I was her personal assassin before her death. They call me The Last Knight of Wonderland. They call me Death. Come with me and I will bring you to her."