"Death is not enough for the likes of you. To do something so atrocious to a wykes...my brother."
"Lance Wykes you should stop tormenting that boy and focus on taking care of your somehow alive brother." the cold voice of the female lance with white hair reverberated as she leaned on and looked at the still beating mutilated body of the pale blonde boy.
Before the lance struck the brown boy spewing blood. he withdrew the mana circulating in his hand as it disappeared into nothingness.
He struck the boy a death glare and spoke, "Your lucky he isnt dead but you wont be forgiven for what you did. You and your family all will be responsible." He said as he walked away.
"Why isnt a healer coming already?" Lance Wykes roared as he placed his brothers bloody but alive boy onto a cloth, his blood now stopped leaking due to Lance Varay's magic. Lance Varay leaned in a spoke in a low voice audible to only them.
"Take your brother away before the majesties come and kill him anyway. Take him and get him healed." Lance Wykes nodded as he picked up and flew up and sped away.
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Somewhere in another reality:-
"Sir should we enter the place?" the officer asked his Boss the head officer as he gripped onto the riot sheild. Like him about 20 more men had gripped their shields.
"Relax Boys, I'll go check it out." He said the head officer, the youngest of all the batch but still their superior. He was someone which recently arrived in his 20s. He was a man of a strong build with grey eyes which felt mystical to watch in and with them he had blonde hair which complemented his sharp features.
He gestured them to relax as he threw his finished cigarette and walked into the house with a shotgun in his hand.
He walked straight to the living room as he walked through the men with guns looked at him. Before they could do anything. A voice came from the inside, "Lead Mr. Officer here!"
They were a bit stunned but quickly moved and walked towards the officer. "Here take the shotgun boi" the man threw the shotgun at him and started walked inside.
Inside in a room the walls were stained with blood as it looks like a war took place and soon came into view on the ground the mutilated bodies of two humans.
"So what have you thought of the clean-up."
The officer asked as he sat on a chair and stared at the brown man sitting around the bodies chopping them.
"The usual chop them up and throw them away." He said as he cleaned blood stains on his face. "You guys did arrive today in record time. What about that?"
"Yeah about that just a normal patrol of the city. Thats why we were in this area and call came saying they heard shot in their neighbours house. And thats it....You know you're pretty lucky this time you called me on time either this would have been nasty for you. The police is pretty pumped up nowadays. The youngsters." The officer spoke as he pulled a cigarette and lit it.
The brown man dmiled as he spoke, " Thats because of Head Officer Mr. Lucien isnt it? Anyway how much for this help?"
"Im a nice man so just... a bit above the usual." The man spoke exhaling smoke from his nose with complemented his grey eyes.
"Okay Officer. And also the underground pretty much love you. That hasnt happened till you." The man smiled as he looked at the smoking officer.
"You want some?" He said as he grabbed his pack out. "Yeah sure Sir."
"Pack it up. I wanna go and sleep." Lucien spoke his eyes on the process.
"I think it'll take some time as its my wife and her lover so a bit of time." He said chopping a female bloodied head into halves.
"Yeah sure take your time today."
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Lance Varay looked at the Bairon as he flew away. She turned her head back to the boy, which had been captured by the dwarf lance.
And his dragon trapped in her ice.
"Lets wrap thing up!" She spoke.
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"Will you be needing further more medical attention?" Lance Varay asked the big head boy with brown hair.
"No im just mana depleted." Arthur answered as he stood up dusting his pants off.
"Then you'll need to wear these." Lance Varay gestured to the handcuffs in her hand.
"Isnt he alive? So why im i taken in custody?" Arthur asked. And he was shut up with a single sentence form lance varay.
"Maybe he'll survive maybe he wont but your chances are low so its better for you to stay with us." She spoke as she placed handcuffs on him and then placed a mana core restrictor on him.
"He truly is a bug trying to survive." He muttered in his mouth.
Slyvie which had changed back into her fox form walked close to him he patted her and rubbed her. Soon Lance Varay gestured them to move.
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On a lavish looking bed a pale blonde boy rested with bandages up to his face.
Soon he moved and yawned as he sat up straight on his bed rubbing his eyes. He looked around the room but astonishment and a look of surprise and horror came to him as he rubbed his eyes again and again.
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"Where the hell i'm I?" Medieval furniture, large room and chandelier. Where the hell i'm I ? Truly where the fuck? If i remember correctly, I just visited mother's grave and came back home to sleep and thats it.
But before, he could think more about the situation. He felt a sharp pain in his head as if a drill machine was used on his head.
He tried to scream but shut his mouth and just fell unconsious. After a while which felt like 5 minutes he sat straight up on his bed.
Arghhh! He felt the phantom pain from before as he remembered what had happened.
"Oh My God!!"
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