A loud scream echoed in the dark secluded castle; maybe the third, the seventh or even the tenth this night, but who cares.
He walked to the king's room, he knocked on the door.
"-get in."
He stepped inside looking at the women's body lying everywhere bruised, naked and lifeless.
The man in a robe pushed the earlier screaming woman on the floor next to the others.
The masked guy tried to count them out of curiosity.
"-don't exhaust your brain, they are ten pathetic bitches.
-are they…
-the hostages from the last mission…yes; but couldn't fill my thirst.
-I see.
-did you deliver my gift to the queen?
-yes I did.
-and
-well, she burned the dress once it arrived. I guess she found out already and the prince bought another one himself. Guards are everywhere and everything is tested before the princess well the huntress touch it.
-interesting…I heard they are decorating the town for their arrival tomorrow.
-they just finished; but I thought we were supposed to visit the castle tonight.
-yeah, but you shouldn't go empty handed. After all, we don't lack that much of manners." He throw himself on an armchair sipping some strange drink.
"-we will give a fiery entrance…where nothing is left but ash, blood and broken hearts.
-repaying fire with fire." His sir smiled and then stood up to pour for the masked guy the same drink.
He was hesitant at first but couldn't say no to him.
"-will you do anything for me?
-didn't I prove that already?
-good answer but would you sacrifice everything for my glory?
-anything…even myself.
-you are throwing yourself in hell; you won't get out of it again.
-I knew since the day I have stepped here. What's your order sir?
-perfect!" the old man went and brought a weird sword he handed to the young man.
He looked at him confused however the other's grin grew wider.
"-I want you to kill someone for me.
-the king?
-no; I need him alive but his loyal pathetic dog.
-I thought he don't own any…
-Pryor." His eyes glowed red with a wicked smile giving chills; the young man's eyes widened with confusion quickly turned to amusement with a smirk.
"-considered it done.
-Another thing." He nodded.
"-no more hiding.
-I didn't under…" he didn't finish when his mask was teared down.
"-I want everyone to fear you, know who you work for.
-but it will reveal everything about me.
-so. Are you afraid of losing someone's trust and love for you?
-no sir.
-then what?
-your wish is my command.
-that's what I want to hear young man." He turned to the bathroom leaving his robe to fall.
The brown-haired guy looked at the sword in his hands then walked out.
***
"-one two three, FIRE!"
Incubuses set fire in the whole town after they closed every door and poured inflammable powder everywhere.
People were screaming and yelling behind their doors.
"- commander they burned the…" the guard who get in the king's aisle fell with his head detached on the ground.
Pryor looked to see two pair of hazel glowing eyes.
Three incubus got in and the old man tried to defeat them only for his sword to meet the one of the masked guy.
"-you have twenty seconds to get the king out or you are dead.
-he is going nowhere!
-you should be concerned about yourself first commander." The young man kept Pryor busy while the king was thrown out of the window.
The old commander was bruised and injured everywhere, he was only able to see with one eye.
He pulled his mask down, the blood froze in Pryor's veins none the less he smiled; and the blade penetrated his heart and he pull it back looking at the old man's eyes that closed slowly for good.
He kicked him on the ground and moved to go.
She barged in, a good time for having fun. Her hands are burned and ash covering her clothes. Now the broken heart.
…the kiss wasn't enough; he wanted more: he wanted her to himself only, she saw his face will it change anything?
He jumped to an empty hall and a chair was threw to his direction.
"-you fucker!
-playing the hero little dog!" he mocked and Howin was immediately next to him.
The brown haired-guy didn't believe what he saw.
He got his hand bruised but it's not the first time he fight an incubus.
They kept fighting, guards didn't bother to join. It was so dark; barely distinguishing their traits.
They were both dripping blood and panting.
The masked guy was on the ground and Howin almost stabbed him but his leg was pulled and they were wrestling on the ground.
"-lucky for you I have to go or you will be dead.
-I can't wait to see." And Howin disappeared.
He laid on his back and when he heard Ellie yelling he smiled and went out of sights.
The guards informed everyone that the commander is dead and the king was kidnapped.
Fire was extinguished by early morning, a lot of people died and a lot of people went crazy after everything happened.
Nothing left but ash, blood and broken hearts.