warning: execution, abuse mention and death (part based on a scene from the walking dead game)
Dredge held the throat of one that Ani had requested him to. He was no slave. He was no soldier. He was a volunteer, for her and Mr. Osbourne, as he called him. Dredge loved and respected them both as authority figures, and often did things for them.
This person he held was a sinner, a sinner deemed by Ani. She never deemed someone a sinner without a reason. Ever. She took her lawful role very seriously.
Ani was a god of punishment, nightmares, darkness, and the like. And she never had someone punished, or executed, without a reason.
A choked voice snapped him out of his trance.
"Don't..D-Don't...I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
Dredge did not listen to their begging. Ani had told him what to do, what they had done, and he trusted her. She was never unlawful. His claws squeezed on their throat.
Another voice rang from beside them. "PLEASE! NO! D-don't-"
Dredge rolled his eyes and he looked at the source.
"Don't kill him," The other man said. He looked tired. Sad. Dredge just stared. "He's all I have left."
Dredge just looked at the man.
"I'm sorry he hurt them,"
Dredge huffed, never once releasing his claws grasp. The man choked against the sharp, purple claws against his throat. Dredge turned to stare at the other man. He remained stoic, but grunted.
"Your son hurt people."
"HE DIDN'T MEAN TO- He-"
"I don't care if he meant to or not."
"Please-"
"He did what he did. I won't be the one to judge what happens,"
"What...what does that MEAN?"
"I'm no God of judgement, but she is."
Dredge just huffed and looked behind him to Ani, who glanced at him and gave him a sign to stall. He turned around, starting to grip his massive claws so hard, the man began to choke.
"N-no...NO,"
“No…what? What’s your defense?”
“He didn’t know what he was d-..”
“Yes he did.” Dredge let out a disgusted sound.
“B-but-“
Dredge looked at Ani, who gave a slit throat gesture. He turned back and with zero emotion, gripped his claws until bones audibly snapped; And the body of the man he held went limp. A scream erupted from the still living person in front of him.
"HOW COULD YOU? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?"
"..I dunno, how did your son fuck up all those innocents?"
A sob rang through the lot. "He is all I have left-"
"Was. He was all you had left. Now you got nothin.”
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS! HOW CAN YOU BE THIS COLD?!"
With another huff, Dredge blinked. "Your fuckin' son sure left a lot of innocent people suffering everywhere. In the cold."
Shouts rang behind him. "GET BACK HERE- GET BACK HERE! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"
Dredge just shook his head as he prepared to open a portal home.
"YOU GET BACK HERE! YOU GET BACK HERE AND FINISH THIS SHIT!"
The sound of the electronic portal rang out.
"DREDGE!"
Dredge didn't even look back as he walked through the portal.
Retribution was upon them all; Living and dead. The marching of Anis ravenous soldiers of the damned got closer and closer.
"Y-YOU PUSSY BASTARD! YO-YOU-YOU-....y-you...n..no..."
Thunder boomed.
“Get back here..”
