George could barely hold onto the page as it fluttered to the ground. A volatile hatred coursed through his veins as all of the emotions cycled through him. All of the recent memories of how the two of them sat down together after several training sessions. Tears began to fall from his eyes onto the paper, the ink spreading as they fell. "That lying son of a bitch...I.....I trusted him.." He heard the voice of the man who once congratulated him on his training, call George's mother a bitch in his mind.
"They need to know.." he said to himself as he opened the door in a huff and ran down the hall, stopping at the room Rupert and Blaire were staying in. The once peaceful game the two were engaged in halted by the sudden slam of the door, their eyes peeled from the cards to George.
"Cabinruz is a lying bastard! He killed my goddamn mom!" George shouted. Blaire put down their cards and approached George. "Hey, hey, I get it...just sit down, okay? There's something we need to tell you"
George stared at the two of them as they revealed their true mission: to spark a revolution against the tyrant king Cabinruz. When everything was laid bare, George looked up at them, tears still streaming down his face.
"So, what now?" He asked.
"Now that you know the truth, you must know we plan to attack three weeks from now." Rupert said, arms still crossed.
"So that's it? I just have to wait? That's bullshit!" George yelled. They all sat in silence until George huffed.
The next three weeks were utter torture. George saw the face of his mother's murderer each and every day, and every day he cursed every smile that man gave him. After each session of training, he trained relentlessly to improve his powers until the last day.
Upon the day of judgment, no sun shined in the sky. Ominous clouds covered the whole kingdom, shrouding it in near darkness. When Cabinruz made it to the balcony, he was surprised to see George waiting for him. "Ah George, my boy, finally beat me here have you?"
The sound of his name coming from that murderer's mouth felt like ooze crawling along his flesh. He resisted the urge to slit his throat when he felt Cabinruz's hand on his shoulder.
"Three weeks..." George said quietly.
Cabinruz tilted his head as he came closer to George's head. "What did you say?"
He spoke a bit louder. "Three weeks..."
Cabinruz leaned in closer. at this point he was practically leaning over George's shoulder. It was at this moment that George turned around, grabbing Cabinru by the collar of his shirt, tears streaming down his face. "For three hellish weeks, I have endured with the knowledge of what you truly are!"
He pushed Cabinruz onto the ground, a storm swelling behind them. Cabinruz's gaze much more serious than before. "So you know the truth.. So there's no need to hold back.." He said calmly as he pushed George off. "Come. Show me the fruits of your labor!" He said arms wide in beckoning, claws sharpened to a point.
As the two of them fought tooth and nail, the clouds above erupted into a furious storm. Green lightning flashed at each strike, igniting the sky. George screamed with each blow the two exchanged. It was only when George rushed at Cabinruz with a massive fist that battle shifted. Thunder boomed as the punch connected, knocking Cabinruz into the railing of the balcony. He let out a pained laugh as he spoke.
"Oh what a wonderful monster you've become my boy..." The words felt like venom as George crushed the tyrant king's throat. He watched the light leave the king's eyes as he tossed him off of the ledge.
"Let the revolution begin." George said as the king's body splattered onto the castle square below, A crowd slowly gathering around the fallen king's carcass.
Jewelry of the Apocalypse [Book One] End.