Destiny (short) Part 1
She smirked at his ignorance. “Boy, you’ll never survive in this world the way you are now. If you’ve seen the things I’ve seen,” her eyes widened as if they remembered the horrific visions she was describing, but the depths of her eyes – they were filled more with hardness than fear,” you’ll understand perfectly that you’ll never go anywhere except to Hades if you don’t snatch anything quickly by your fists! It’s kill or be killed!!!”
The boy in question was barely able to look straight at her fierce eyes. They burned with a strange, bloodthirsty passion that reflected her personality. It was then that he realized that the eyes were indeed a window to one’s soul, but he still felt that they only showed the surface and not the deep, dark secrets that people carefully hid. The boy strongly believed that this warrior standing in front of him was one of those people. What was she hiding? It could easily be a weakness or more plans of inhuman acts. Whatever it was, he had to find out before she slaughtered and starved more people. He already witnessed more than enough. He wasn’t as ignorant as she thought. The cries of the village children as they were being taken away from their parents, the screams of their parents as they were being burned alive – they were all still fresh in his mind. If he closed his eyes he could see them clearly, and whenever he slept at night he would be a part of it. He could kill her so easily now – he could end her vicious reign in a fraction of a second, but when the time came, he could not move his arms for the killing blow. Now he not only had to find her weakness, but he also had to find his own. What made him stop at such a crucial point?
“Come! The restless court awaits!” She turned sharply away from him as he tried to suppress the hunger that didn’t care for the guards around them and that wanted her blood. It threatened to overwhelm him. It’s not time yet, he kept repeating to himself. It’s not time.
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Sato watched half-heartedly as she manipulated the complaining barons and baronesses in their ridiculous peacock costumes. How she had come to this point, no one knew. As if overnight she replaced the old dictator in order to wreak her own havoc.
“ENOUGH!!!” He jumped at her sudden outburst, and suddenly the whole court was silent. “I’ve had enough of your whining! You should be thankful that you’re all still alive and living comfortably in your mansions!” She hissed at them with revulsion. “You should be grateful I even take the time to listen to your sniveling babble!” One of the barons began to say something as she began to leave, but all she had to do was look in one of her soldier’s direction and the baron stopped short, sweating, eyes and mouth gaping at the thought that he almost lost his life.
They weren’t always that timid. The barons used to shout back at her and demand even more, but after some of their own poison came back to kill them, they were reduced to worthless trembling worms. Not much was needed for that anyway. For most, bribes were enough to turn them against their employers. It wasn’t as if they were worth much in the first place, hiring assassins to do their own dirty work.
Sato followed her out. She was in a bad mood today. Most likely it was because someone had tried to kill him the night before and his quarters were so close to hers. But assassins attempted to kill her almost everyday, so it shouldn’t have bothered her. Maybe it was because she hated the thought of not having control over everything.
Her stomping down the wide hallways abruptly stopped and Sato almost ran into her. He was getting close to having more than enough of her unpredictability.
“Sato,” he could barely hear her voice. It was a great contrast from her shouts earlier. “I’ll be busy today. There’s a dispute going on south side, so in my place I want you to go see her.” She resumed walking, leaving Sato to seethe by himself.
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Light trickled down and gathered on the temple floor in soft, fluffy patches, and the quiet contained no tension in it. The light breeze added more to the enveloping and comforting atmosphere of the sanctuary. One could almost expect to hear birdsong, but that kind of beauty did not belong to such a hateful country. Still, Sato felt as if a heavy burden was being lifted off of him, but he resisted. He didn’t need what the place had to offer. What he came for was information for Rae, may she be killed in battle.
“Is the priestess Adri here!” He called out louder than he planned, breaking the quiet serenity. His anger pushed him closer and closer to the edge every single day, and he had to keep himself from thinking he would one day lose complete control. No! He had a mission to do! If his mind should snap, it should be after he accomplished his goal.
Sato opened his mouth once more to announce his presence, but he was startled by a soft voice from behind. “You came to hear of the Queen’s fortune…” He turned to see a child, not even ten years yet in appearance but already having silver hair and the presence of some ancient and knowing creature.
“She asked me to come in her stead,” he answered and narrowed his eyes. “Have you any visions?”
“No,” a small and unpleasant smile escaped from her lips. “I have none for the person you think to despise so much, but I do have one for you.”
Sato frowned. “Whatever it is, I have no need of it.”
“Ah, but I shall tell you anyway,” her strange smile widened.
“Do as you like, but your words will fall on deaf ears.”
“Death follows close behind you, boy. He gloats at the life he’s so sure you have to offer. You better watch yourself lest you become the object of your hate!”
“Ha! You know nothing of me, seer!” He sneered back as he turned away, not bothering to look back at the enigma that whispered at his back, something that he did not care to hear.
“A savior shall one day come to overturn evil and bring joy to the hearts of the innocent…”
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