with the flick of a wrist, blood splattered onto the clammy cheeks of the sad, sad excuse of the LEADER of the group. the group who, for all intents & purposes, thought they were GODLY. thought they knew exactly how that night was going to go a few deaths here & there, but none of their people, oh, of fucking course not.
they thought they were out of the woods. fucking invincible, with a leader held at an even HIGHER POWER as a result.
i’m gonna kill you
what? i didn’t quite catch that, you’re gonna have to speak up.
the shakiness of his tone, the mere AUDACITY of his speaking up. it made a smile grip him, made invisible hands yank the corners of his mouth up, force a cheshire grin into place as he watched that spark in those eyes still somehow stay afloat.
everything was always HARSHER in the light of day ; the brain matter of the two poor saps laid out along the gravel. the broken state of the group, newly instated with the way their leader COWERED at his feet.
then what’d i say? i said i would shut that shit down. no exceptions.
the first CRUNCH of lucille to the second guy’s head no, wait, the second hit. that one gave him a bit of pause. poor kid looked like he was just out of nursing off his mama’s teet, & yet here he was. chomping at the bit in order to say a few last words, get it out there into the world.
aw, hell. i can see this is hard on you guys. i am sorry, i truly am.
but i did say ... no exceptions!
it wasn’t until dawn was breaking, when the sun was beating down on their necks that he let up. when he knew their leader was truly cowed, that’s when he allowed them to gather their wits about them. cause that was when they KNEW what he stood for ; cards laid out on the table, & boy did he keep his word. he felt no remorse, no inkling of the pain they felt for losing some of their own. it was all CHILD’S PLAY in his book keeping up his end of the bargain, though those tiny words, choked out of a half-beaten skull ( i’ll find you ) might STICK with him for a little while longer.
the resilience some people had. it’s what he looked for, among his inner circle. a little crazy, but a LOT smart. people who kept going, even when their skull’s caving in, even when they know they’re outnumbered. he almost wished he could see that man in action, though ya win some, ya lose some. spoils of war, & all that.
I’M JUST GETTIN’ STARTED.
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