"HEEEK!" A high pitched shriek could be heard on the streets outside of the bar.
At this moment a giant of his man fell to his knees letting out a noise completely unthinkable for his character. Upon his knees touching the ground the man in black punched him once and delivered a strong kick to his chest. he slid backwards a few feet and crumpled to the floor unable to breathe and suffering from the pain in his nether regions he hit the floor like a bag of bricks.
"Well anyone else want to water the dog!?" The man in black called out to everyone in the bar in a challenging manner. In the next moment six men who were friends of the taller man all stood. The man on the floors face was now as red as a tomato, you could see the veins sticking out in his neck and forehead. " What are you waiting for? Kill him!" he half shrieked. The group of friends did not need anymore encouragement and let loose a battle cry and charged at the man some with bare fist, two of them had
"My name is Christopher, we met before a few times during the war."Daniel glanced toward Thomas then back over to Christopher. "It's good to see a familiar face after all this time. I remember sharing some meals with you back then." he smiled."Hey now I think we all need to sit down together and share a drink! This is the first time I've been able to meet someone that knows Chris, I wanna hear what he was like back during or before the war!" Thomas was excited to hear about the past of his good friend who was also a complete mystery to him. It was true while in the company of Christopher he had never met any of his acquaintances, and of course he never... never...spoke of his past. The only times he heard anything was occasionally when Chris was speaking with Elise."Haha any other time I would happily agree but I better get going. It wont be long until the authorities come for me. You they would probably just wiggle their fingers at, me on the other han
After Daniel had a moment of reflection he bid farewell to Christopher and Thomas." I owe you for your help, and I promise I will pay it back." He called out as he jumped onto a horse riding out of the town. For a moment Christopher could only help but wonder if the horse even belonged to Daniel the way he took off on it like a bat out of hell."Hey that's my horse!" A man ran out of the bar chasing after him.'Well guess that answers that question.'Elise followed him out of the bar with a big grin on her face. " I must say you gentlemen know how to show a lady a wonderful evening. fine dining especially I think i saw dirt falling onto my plate. Oh lets not forget the watered down warm alcohol, and last but not least the amazing show... Oh what is a girl to do I just can't stop myself from swooning. Take me now while this feeling remains!""Well I mean if you insist.." Thomas chuckled to himself walking towards Elise with his hands ex
"Aaaah back on the road again! I love the breeze!"That was Sarah sitting on top of the wagon enjoying the wind blowing, it was almost pitiful how much of a sheltered life she had. On the other hand as Christopher stared at her seeing meat skewers in each hand and multiple bags full of food surrounding her on top of the wagon Christopher had draw one simple conclusion. ' This girl is a glutton!'"Your gonna end up fat.." Vanessa said from the front seat of the wagon as she reached back to poke Sarah in her hips and getting her hand smacked away like a child."Urk." Sarah stopped mid bite stared at the food longingly. She must have decided it was worth it because her smile was back and returned to stuffing her face."Don't let them stop you from enjoying your food. Maybe the weight will go to your boobs or hips, that's not really a loss." Elise smiled"Rrrm rrrm Fas ha foood oint" (Mm mm. That's a good point) She cheered in between chewing her
Sarah was seething. Her face was as red as a tomato and a vein was clearly protruding from her forehead. Without saying a word she quickly got to her feet and moved back to her spot in the front of the wagon and took a seat next to Vanessa. Braum wanted to chase after her but figured it would be best to give her space. Even someone as blunt as him could figure out it was best to leave her alone. Braum was also upset by this, really he was expecting her to handle the conversation much better. No matter how angry he got he would never be able to turn his anger towards the Princess though. However there was one person he could direct his hatred towards. He turned and glared at Christopher. ' This is your fault! This only began when she met you!' Braum thought to himself.Apart from Braum and Sarah everyone was mostly in high spirits. Of course their tag alongs had already appeared not far behind them."MMM Lord Dalton, You should have tried those skewers back there! They
The sun had already set but the moon and stars were shining brightly. Christopher had been gone for close to an hour and Sarah was beginning to worry. Elise noticed her pacing back and forth and tried to calm her. " Your highness why don't you take a seat." She said lightly and patting the ground next to her.Sarah stood for a moment biting the tip of her thumb before sitting down next to Elise. " You don't think he's lost do you?""You seem to be growing dependent on Chris." Elise giggled."God it really does sound like it with how I've been acting." She sighed putting her hands on the side of his head "I don't know maybe I'm beginning to lose it. The fact that he's just so straight forward and not afraid of me makes him more trust worthy some how. AAAAAGH"'It would seem her brain is about to explode.'"Rest easy little Princess. He will get you to Helenfel like he promised." Elise said patting her on the head."Great. Even you are b
"Holy shit! My lord! It's him! He's the one who attacked your brother!" Screamed one his men. Dalton froze mid breath mouth wide open."You have to be kidding me? There's just no way. Dalton was absolutely struggling not to laugh. 'This guy!? This guy has been the issue this whole time! He is the text book definition of common! How the fuck did he beat Jordan so bad!? Yes he's useless but even Jordan had been trained from a young age to fight, hell he was at a military academy. Maybe he was actually ambushed at school and I heard the facts wrong.'"Let me say this before anything. Granted you are nothing but animal in the dirt, you have balls of steel to show up here."......"I've been hearing that quite a lot lately." Christopher mumbled, grabbing the waste line of his pants pulling them out and looking down. " They look completely normal to me.""You must be mocking me! I am going to enjoy putting you down like the beast you are ba
BOOOM!It was as if someone dropped an eight hundred pound bomb in the center of the group. Christopher stood tall as the shockwave hit him, completely unperturbed by the sheer force of it."AAAAH!" Ears ringing Dalton was almost knocked unconscious when his head hit the ground. Although because of the dust kicked up by the explosion Dalton could only see a few of the other men who worked for him one was screaming as he was burning alive, another was missing a leg and was only grunting as he tried his best to crawl away. Either from shock, fear, or sheer will power he was trying his best to get away without making any noise."Heeeere I cooome." Dalton could hear Christopher's sing song voice as he began to make his way into the smoke. It was only moments before he heard the sound of a blade being drove into human flesh. Followed by an agonizing scream. Then another cried out in a different spot, but it was getting closer. Then he saw The glowing light of R
"I guess you could say it's very comparable to acid!" Christopher announced cheerfully.Everything that was the being of Dalton Novak was screaming inside his head. Every part of his body wanted to seize up, blow up, or throw up.. Every bad up you can think of... Hearing this and witnessing the joyful grin of this monster in front of him he wanted to vomit but fought it as much as he could. If he puked it would slow him down. He almost fainted but the tiny, tiny bit of willpower he could muster forbid him from doing so. The mist caught up to him but he felt no pain. It quickly wrapped where he was standing, leaving him about one foot of space separating his feet from the mist.He could no longer take it. He began crying, the flood gates could no longer hold back the tide. At this moment if Christopher held a blade to his throat he would resign himself and accept death with open arms. But this.. This was too cruel. Dalton knew he was no saint. In the past he