(Author’s POV)
Victor Smith’s razor sharp claws dug into Brave’s flesh and peeled of the skin from his chest. His legs unbuckled and with a thud sound, he was on his knees in an instant. The blood kept poured from his flesh wound and drenched his white shirt, turning it into a shade of blood red, crimson. But he did not even howl even after that. He did not want to show his weakness to those bastard rogues. His pride was on the line and so was his sister and Myra’s life.
He tried again and pushed himself to get up but Damien was speedy. He picked up the branch Brave was hitting them with earlier and stroked Brave’s back unsparingly, whiplash after whiplash. "One ... , Brave .... two .... Everests .... three ..... who the fucking ..... hell ... four ... do ..... you think ... five ... you are? I was ... six .... showing ..... rcy to you ..... seven .....by sparing your life and you are .... You are so eager ... eight .... to die ..... nine ... you motherfucker. No problem, I will grant you, your wish first ..... ten. DIEEEEEEEEE ASSHOLE."
The assault on Brave was horrible. With every strike, he was heaving for more oxygen. He threw up mouthful of blood but Damien’s movents didn’t halt at that.
Damien lost his mind complete and kept on smashing the tree branch in the air. Brave’s back was full of deep cuts and all was soaked in blood but even after that Damien didn’t stop, his rage only enlarged, "You stinky fucking Lycan trash, I will show you how I will bed your sister and her friend tonight. You will see from hell. They will scream my na in pleasure; those chicks will be underneath , moaning for , calling my na, when my dick will be fucking both of them rcilessly all night long. And when I will have my fair share of enjoynt, I will humiliate that princess bitch in front of everybody and even her poor friend won’t be sparred. And you will, you asshole, YOU will not be able to do anything. You are nothing but dirt on our Rogue King’s shoes. You, fucking bastard shit."
Victor was gulping nervously as he saw the horror of what Damien was creating. It was not because he was scared that Brave would die, but because if he died the consequences would be unbearable. Their task today was to kidnap Nora and her childhood friend nad Myra, play with them, rape them and then throw them away like a trash bag. It was to hurt the Lycan kind’s pride and ego, a warning.
But with what Damien was doing to one of the Lycan prince, things beca complicated. Victor grabbed Damien from his waste trying to stop him, "Damien Presto, co to your fucking damn senses, will you. What will we tell the Rogue King if this guy dies? Stop this madness, once and for all."
It seed that Brave was barely hanging for his life and would pass away any minute.
But Damien was beyond any reasonable and rational thinking. He laughed a scary laughter, "Victor Smith, I will take full responsibility, but this scum has to die today. And I will make sure he will depart for his afterlife." Saying that he rolled his pants up and took out an object which he was hiding in his sock, "Let see how you will survive this, you rotten Lycan Alpha."
It was a dagger made of pure silver, a deadly weapon for all of werewolf kind, Lycan, rogue, all. One strike with it in the right place and no werewolf could survive it.
To exit the spell that the alchemist had casted, one has to carry any silver object to pass through it easily, so that why Damien had it. But who knew, it would be used to kill one of the Lycan prince and that too, the mighty and powerful eldest of the Lycan siblings, Brave Everests, the forr heir.
With a semicircular motion, Damien raised his right hand and moved it downwards but Brave was not ready to give up this fight just yet. He gritted his teeth and rolled to the other side, groaning painfully as his wounds touched and squeezed by that sudden movent. His wolf wasn’t showing up, but he was making sure that Brave survived the ordeal sohow, and Myra’s earring was playing a big part in it.
Damien murderous intent was clear in his eyes, as they were red and bloodshot. He chased after Brave but the latter dodged his attacks barely.
All this commotion and chaos, did not reach Nora and Myra’s ears because they were trapped inside the barrier where the spell was casted by that alchemist. No outside voice could be heard by them, the striking, Brave’s growling, Damien’s cursing, none of it.
As Brave rolled near a large standing tree, he saw several rocks that were lying. So, he grabbed on one and threw them at Damien and Victor. His strength wasn’t enough and they landed not too far from him. Seeing this Damien laughed angrily, "HAHAHAHAHAHA, Did you see that Victor? That puppy shit is not able to lift even a little piece of stone and he calls himself a werewolf, bloody useless." But Brave didn’t stop at that; he kept throwing the big and small rocks at the rogues tirelessly.
"Ahhhhhaaaa, boringggggg. Baby, it’s ti to end this nonsense as well as your ti on this planet. Have a safe journey for you afterlife." Damien neared Brave who was grueling but kept on going. He bend down on one knee and tilted Brave’s face upwards, sneering at him, "Shhhhheshh, useless Lycan prince, no need to exert your energy anymore on such pathetic display. I will be your god for you and relieve you of all your pain and sufferings."
Seeing Damien so close, Brave, with his swollen eyes saw this as a chance. Before, Damien could bring the dagger to his throat and slit it, he picked up a sharp rock this ti which he was hiding purposefully and aid for his head.
Damien cried from Brave’s surprise attack, he was caught completely off guard. The silver dagger fell from his hand and landed at so distance. He staggered backward a bit and touched his head; blood was coming out of it. Gritting his teeth he cursed loudly, "YOU ANNOYING FUCKER."
Victor, who was seeing all this unfold, took the silver dagger which was lying and kicked at Brave’s abdon, "ENOUGH, now. You too Damien Presto, enough."
Securingly, he kept the dagger in his back pocket and started dragging Damien away from Brave, "Listen to , Da. What good it will do if we only kill him? He will never know the pain we have felt. Don’t you think he should see with his own eyes what we will do to her sister and the other babe, huhhh? That will be a perfect revenge, when he will see his sister fucking us, rogues, with his own eyes. When he will see her crying and sucking on one of our dicks while the other shoves her from the back. That will be the mont, he won’t forget in his entire life."
Damien thought about Victor’s plan and was convinced by his words. Satisfied, he comnted, "Woahhhhhh Vic, I didn’t knew you were much more ruthless than , I thought you were the gentle and kind type. But that is so wicked sche." He licked his lips, "Ahhhhhh, I like it."
They then turned to face a soaking and bloodied Brave, but again Brave was not there. But this ti his blood made a trail. He was hiding behind a nearby tree. Victor laughed as he spoke loudly enough for Brave to hear, "Hahahahhahahhahaha, you scaredy doggy shit. You can’t even face us, hahaha. Don’t worry; we are going to present a good show to you."
Victor signaled Damien with his eyes and asked him to go from the front and he will trap Brave from the other side of the tree. Damien, in a playfully and ugly tone, mocked and he stepped forward, "Don’t play hide and seek anymore. I won’t do anything to you."
Seeing it a chance, Victor, very hushed and silent footsteps reached to the other side. But, to their surprise, Brave was not there.
They looked at each other, all confused and perplexed as if asking where did he go?
A figure from the tree above them jumped and landed on Victor’s shoulder. Brave, with his uninjured elbow, jostled at Victor’s head repeatedly and brutally. Damien rushed and clawed his hands at Brave from behind but as Victor was moving and struggling, his claw unintentionally hit Victor who cried in a painful groan.
Brave’s injured eyes squinted and with a not so swift move, he got down from Victor’s back and stealthily stole the silver dagger.
This ti Victor was furious as he reached behind his pants pocket, wanting to take the dagger out, but it was missing. His eyes expanded as he looked to the ground. Brave, whose face was beyond recognition, smiled and with heavy breath and low voice, he mockingly said, "Are you looking for this?" showing the dagger in his face.
Damien sprinted towards him, but this ti Brave didn’t make any mistake and gave the forr any more chance. He lowered his body and dodged another one of Damien’s attack, which made him expose his back to Brave. Seeing this as an opportunity, Brave ramd the dagger in Damien’s spinal cord. He howled and with a final move, Brave slit his throat, ending his life.
To Be Continued . . . . . . . . .
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