As both Gorgo and Thork find the commander's office.They barge in to find the commander babbling drunkenly.on the floor against the wall.His armor scattered arcross the ground.
Gorgo-*picking up commander*Look at this bastard!
Thork-*punching commander in stomach*SCUM!Here you lay babbling about as your men die out there,have you no courage to face death with your men.Bring him to the court yard.
Once they arrive at the courtyard Gorgo throws the commander on the ground.
He groans as he lands face first on the gravel.
Commander Hugar-augh!*grabbing nose*MY NOSE !!YOU BROKE MY NOSE!
As a crowd of soldiers forms around the man.Thork makes his way to the center.Grabbing the mans hair and holding his head high.
Thork-Look at this scum...While his men died in battle he cowered and hid from it.Only to end up in the same place.
Commander-You can never have the land!You are not Blooded!
He throws him to the ground as the commander falls Thork pulls out his butcher axes and chops his head in one devastating strike.
As the head rolls on the ground.Blood pouring out the mans neck.
The men watching walk away going back to what they we're doing.Slightly disturbed by the sight.
For the rest of the day they pillage the fort and take supplies.Talk of Bjorn's condition fills the talk of the men.Those who saw him say he was dead.Other's say he was just barely alive.
Torje-You heard of Bjorn?His state is truly wretched!
Gornan-Yes it is...saw it firsthand.His leg was like mush just a saggy peice of skin with chunks of bone coming out of it.His rib cage could be seen from his back!Even his spinal cord was visible.
Torje-*face of disgust*I visited the room they have him in.A chamber dully lit like if he was a prisoner.What scares me is his wheezing of his struggle to draw a breathe.Like a ghost screeching in the woods...I cant explain it,it's like a hollow sad sound.
Gornan-Yes it's sad the state he's in.But if he's not dead right Now he'll surely die later.Right???There's no way a man can survive that even if he is a monster.
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Bjorn-*wheeeze painfully*
I Will not die!
I will not die!
I will not die!
WE WILL NEVER DIE!
It hurts so much,this is the closest I've ever felt to death...Like one slip and it'll all fade.Yet there's this monster !ME! I will not go.WE CAN NEVER GO!
1 WEEK LATER
Bjorn-*deeep inhale*
My eyes shoot open the air stinging them like knives.To my right I see a medic shaking in her boots when I look at her.
Medic-Y-y-your aw-awake!O-oh my*she takes off running out the room calling for help*
Why's she so fucking loud stupid woman!My fucking ears are ringing from it It's like she's yelling right into my ear.
Bjorn-Rragh*cough*
I get up on the bed my body roaring in pain as I sit straight.Coughing some blood onto my hand.Fuck man you can still see the tissue under my skin it's so thin in some parts.
And everything hurts.Fuck! Silver really does hurt like a bitch.
A few moments later Gornan and Thork come though the door.Their faces shocked and semi-cautious.
Thork-I thought you might've kicked it this time.Glad to have you back!
Gornan-I know you don't die easy.Great Wolf.That's what some have begun calling you after the raid.Me I don't really care
Bjorn-*heavy sigh*When do we move?
Thork-Always thinking of the next battle huh. We move In a few days.There is not much intel on the next fortress only that it's in the middle of a city.
Bjorn-Im starving would you bring something to eat and tell them to be quiet about it.
Thork-Yes I'll send someone
He turns around leaving the room with only their scent remaining.I could smell their emotions slightly.But I don't know what they are only odd smells the strongest of them was sweet yet nasty smell.Whatever that means.
I notice that my hand shakes slightly,the nails on my fingers thicker and longer than before but pointed slightly.Even now the changes continue.
Kinda makes me wonder is there a limit to this growth?
I smell food and hear someone coming down the hall with it.Must be the who ever Thork sent.As a medic comes through the door with no Food in sight.
Medic-Let me change your bandages.
Bjorn-Wont be necessary.Long as I get my food soon.
Medic-hmm very well then.
She also leaves the room in a slight rush.An odd smell once again in the air.This time it's clear as day.FEAR is what it is I can almost see it this slight red mist in the air.
Bjorn-*chuckle*
Are the medic's scared of me.I would of thought that they were the least likely to be scared of me since they see me beat up all the time.Maybe I'll ask one day.
As the food arrives finally! I dig into it yet as I eat and drink it all tastes nearly bland.I can feel all the juices yet the flavor is almost no where to be found.And as I bite into the food I notice It's way easier to chew meat.I feel arouns in my mouth with my tongue,my teeth are larger thicker. After a few mintues I finish eating.I put the plate on a table by the bed before laying back down.
As I begin to think of the battle.My hearts begins to beat harder and faster.Even just one thought of battle and it's already awakened my bloodlust.The anxiety to fight again begins to eat at me.So much so that I find myself carving into the wall with my nail,my body tensed up,my teeth clenched and my mind racing. After a few moment's it begins to fade away slowly.I close my eyes and try to sleep.Yet any little sound jolts me awake.
Only one question in my mind.Is there a limit to this?When am I even me and not something else?