The Last Shaman II Revenge
No Beatrice sobbed, don't hurt him.
Quentin continued to stare at Jackson but spoke not a word.
Jackson knelt down and screamed in his face, you better be afraid of me boy. I'm going to kill your momma if you don't talk to me and I'll hurt her real bad before she dies. His anger grew faster than his patience and he slapped the young child in the mouth. Quentin fell backward but quickly rose to his feet and focused his stare back on Jackson.
I'll throw you little ass out that window boy Jackson yelled.
Quentin’s slight grin grew larger.
All right you little freak Jackson yelled as he advanced on the child again. A slight gasp from Beatrice caused him to turn his eyes on her just in time to see the knife free itself from her foot and sink violently into his chest. He fell on his knees with a look of confusion and terror as Quentin walked toward him.
Quentin got close to his face and with a voice of maturity beyond his years he said, my father died at the hand of our enemy and instead of giving honor to his noble life, you come here to steal what is my legacy. My mother lies bleeding and abused at your hand but now here you kneel before me as it should be. Tell me oh great leader, what should become of you for this act of treachery? You wanted to test me, well feel the power given to me by my father.
Jackson groaned in pain as internal organs began to convulse inside his abdomen. Blood gushed from his mouth and his bowels let loose as the internal carnage continued. Jackson managed a scream in between the convulsions and soon his men ran through the door. They both ran toward the boy cursing but Quentin looked at them and yelled "rise!"
They immediately were suspended in mid air two feet off the ground. They pointed their guns but screamed in pain when Quentin yelled, melt. Their bodies rotated until they were back to back then slowly they were moved to opposite sides of the room. They begged for mercy and cried until they were propelled forward at an astonishing speed. The crashed into each other and the force of the impact slammed their heads together. Blood oozed from both their ears as slowly the bodies floated back to the corner of the room. Again the explosive acceleration slammed them together and the massive force crushed the heads together. This continued for several minutes until the heads were nothing but bloody stumps on top of a jagged spinal column. Jackson cried and begged as the young boy once again turned his gaze upon him.
Well great ruler, what is your command Quentin demanded of Jackson?
Please boy, don't hurt me. I made a mistake and will be your loyal servant if you let me live. It was Berith, he told me to do this so he could become the Supreme Ruler. He couldn't risk exposure being an elder so he promised I would be second in command. I will take you to him and expose him for the traitor he is but stop this torture. It's his fault Great Ruler, not mine.
Quentin looked at his bloodied mother and asked, Queen Beatrice, what is your pleasure?
With rage and disgust searing her gaze, she yelled, make him suffer Quentin!
Jackson screamed as Quentin approached him again.
Quentin continued to stare at Jackson but spoke not a word.
Jackson knelt down and screamed in his face, you better be afraid of me boy. I'm going to kill your momma if you don't talk to me and I'll hurt her real bad before she dies. His anger grew faster than his patience and he slapped the young child in the mouth. Quentin fell backward but quickly rose to his feet and focused his stare back on Jackson.
I'll throw you little ass out that window boy Jackson yelled.
Quentin’s slight grin grew larger.
All right you little freak Jackson yelled as he advanced on the child again. A slight gasp from Beatrice caused him to turn his eyes on her just in time to see the knife free itself from her foot and sink violently into his chest. He fell on his knees with a look of confusion and terror as Quentin walked toward him.
Quentin got close to his face and with a voice of maturity beyond his years he said, my father died at the hand of our enemy and instead of giving honor to his noble life, you come here to steal what is my legacy. My mother lies bleeding and abused at your hand but now here you kneel before me as it should be. Tell me oh great leader, what should become of you for this act of treachery? You wanted to test me, well feel the power given to me by my father.
Jackson groaned in pain as internal organs began to convulse inside his abdomen. Blood gushed from his mouth and his bowels let loose as the internal carnage continued. Jackson managed a scream in between the convulsions and soon his men ran through the door. They both ran toward the boy cursing but Quentin looked at them and yelled "rise!"
They immediately were suspended in mid air two feet off the ground. They pointed their guns but screamed in pain when Quentin yelled, melt. Their bodies rotated until they were back to back then slowly they were moved to opposite sides of the room. They begged for mercy and cried until they were propelled forward at an astonishing speed. The crashed into each other and the force of the impact slammed their heads together. Blood oozed from both their ears as slowly the bodies floated back to the corner of the room. Again the explosive acceleration slammed them together and the massive force crushed the heads together. This continued for several minutes until the heads were nothing but bloody stumps on top of a jagged spinal column. Jackson cried and begged as the young boy once again turned his gaze upon him.
Well great ruler, what is your command Quentin demanded of Jackson?
Please boy, don't hurt me. I made a mistake and will be your loyal servant if you let me live. It was Berith, he told me to do this so he could become the Supreme Ruler. He couldn't risk exposure being an elder so he promised I would be second in command. I will take you to him and expose him for the traitor he is but stop this torture. It's his fault Great Ruler, not mine.
Quentin looked at his bloodied mother and asked, Queen Beatrice, what is your pleasure?
With rage and disgust searing her gaze, she yelled, make him suffer Quentin!
Jackson screamed as Quentin approached him again.