9 CH8:G:Shackles Of Speed

"Gully, are you here?" Raicer shouts through an alleyway in the town of Artuwel.

Raicer is going to get in a lot of trouble with his dad and mom if he does not find his brother Gulcasa. He searches the next street onwards to gander any clue of Gully's whereabouts.

Raicer hears a commotion in the direction of where a group of children hangs about. He did not much like those children though, so he was hesitant to ask them the whereabouts of his brother. Raicer walking to the commotion, he could not yet make an explanation of the sounds that were coming out of a side alley. Raicer nearly at the entrance hears familiar crying and also familiar thumping of a beating that is taking place. 'Oh no, not Gully!'

Raicer with a burst of desperate energy rushes towards the entrance and turns, glimpsing such a brutal display. The kids, three boys, and a girl were kicking Gully prone form on the dirt. Gully was sobbing as the kids were brutally tormenting him.

"I just want-"

"Blind boy, blind boy, blind boy!"

"I am not bl-"

"Shut up, blind boy"

Gully crying as the boys gave him flimsy body kicks, and the girl pulling his hair. Raicer grasps that he needs to save his brother from further torment, with a burst of effort and courage he went full tilt towards the distracted kids.

"Blind boy, blind boy, blind bo-"

Raicer slams his fist on the side of the kid who was jeering his brother disability. He then dives and tackles the kid that was in mid-motion about slam his foot into his brother's stomach. The two other kids who witness such brutal display gawk at Raicer as he slams his bloodied fist into the boy's puzzled and injured expression.

"Don't." Raicer punches the boy's face.

Thump.

"Bully."

Thump.

"My."

Thump.

"Brother!"

Squelch.

The boy's nose exploded in bloody spurts. The kids around him gawk at the brutality of Raicer's fist. The girl screams, then she cries out of the alley, the boy that recently got punched and the other boy, they both glance at each other and took off, leaving their unconscious fellow kid behind.

Raicer pulls himself out of the unconscious bully, a stumble towards Gully, with a daze of the bloodshed he recently caused.

"Brother?" Gully questions while he balls big swaths of tears.

"Why did you kill me, Gully?" Raicer also questions.

Silence and a bewildered expression was Gully's response. Raicer face distorts into a rage as he slams his foot down into Gully's cranium.

"Why."

Thump.

"Did."

Thump. Blood smatters the dirt among Gully's head.

"Kill."

Thump. The gobs of tears and blood mixes with the mush.

"Me." Raicer's eyes are blurred with utter rage when he glimpses his brother prone form.

Thump.

"Gully…"

Squelch...

#Gulcasa

Gulcasa wakes up bruise and screaming. He tries to pant out his breathe from that horrific scene he witnesses in his dream. His memory of that event was entirely different than what he has recently witnessed in his head. 'No, no, no...that's not… no.'

Gulcasa vision is blurry by blood in his left eyeball, he tries gander around his surroundings. He is in a prisoner's cage, he spots another individual who seems to be raving on a corner. The man looks familiar to Gulcasa, but he could not identify him due to his sight. He's left arm twitches slightly.

Gulcasa lifts his twitching left arm to rub his bloody left eye.

"Ow!" Gulcasa drop his twitching hand away from his swollen face. He tries to gingerly touch his face to estimate the damage to his person. Gulcasa feels bruised all over his person, he tries to sighs out the frustrating pain all over his body.

Gulcasa gingerly touch his person with his hands, he feels a swollen right shoulder and a broken rib.

"They-they are real." The shaky man sputters out in a panicky tone. Gulcasa left arm twitches to the man's ominous words, he recognizes the man's accent, he was Rhaodian.

"What is a Rhaodian doing in a Regalian army prison?"

"They, they, thought, I deserted. Bu-but I'm not one of them, yes I am not."

"What are you not?"

"Th-the captain, heh, I am not like th-the captain."

Gulcasa interest peak at the word captain, he tries to prod the man further on questions as a distraction from his pains.

"The-they are real, you know. I saw..."

"What did you saw?"

"I-I saw they take the captain's body...and yours." The frightened man's eyes glance towards his, Gulcasa left arm twitches again. Hope followed by utter confusion slams into Gulcasa's thoughts. 'Yours...does he means me? Then the captain, he spoke about…"

"What do you mean 'yours'?"

"You thought dead. No-now you are a-alive." The frightened man shakily said.

Gulcasa lifts himself forward towards the shakey man, a growth of stubble is on the man's face. Gulcasa reckons he was about his age, maybe a year older at most.

"The captain, what was his name!?" Gulcasa with a yearning question burning in his heart, he approaches the panicky man huddling to a corner.

"Wh-what captain, I-I do-don't know." The man began to shed tears as Gulcasa approach, his frighten expression halts Gulcasa to his spot, but his left arm prods him to move forward.

'Kill, Kill, Kill.'

The voice in Gulcasa's head calls him to do. Bewilderment and horrification was his expression when he heard the grimy voice in his head. He tries to calm his nerves, there is no time to panic now, he thought to himself. Besides, this man might know the whereabouts of his brother.

"Who took the captain's body?" Gulcasa inquires further, not motioning forward to panic the man any further.

"We did, no-no I am not with them, any-anymore."

"Who did?" Gulcasa interrogates further.

"We, no-no they did." The shakey man responds. 'What does he mean?'

"I-I did not know they-they were real." The inflection of the shakey man's voice gave realization to Gulcasa's thoughts on who took his brother.

"Rhaodians…" Gulcasa muttered with a hint of hopelessness. 'Why would Rhaodians take my brother dead or alive... maybe he is alive?'

Gulcasa eyes shines with new hope at the idea of his brother living. He glances back at the shakey man, he then stumbles away in shock. His left arm without him noticing was edging itself towards the shakey man's neck, the frozen expression plastered on the man face was all the words he needs to question what he was about to do. 'I was about to murder a man? What am I?'

Gulcasa paces back away from the shakey man towards a corner. He tries to make logic to his unaware actions but could not fathom what and why his body and his left arm feels like an entirely seperate person to himself.

"Am I a monster?" Gulcasa questions himself with a horrifying expression, distorting his face.

"Mon-Monster? Oh no...Monster! Help? Anybody! Monster!" The shakey man screams out loud, calling for any assistance to get away from Gulcasa.

"Shut up you lunatic!" Two approaching figures enter from the dark. It was two of the three lieutenants Gulcasa recognize then, theim were the men who gambled on his wellbeing during his bout with the two men who insulted his brother...wait did he murdered those two men?

'Is that why I am in prison? Did I really murder those two men? Am I monster?'

Gulcasa terrified of what he supposedly has done froze in utter horrification. The cage's iron bars opens. The two lieutenants enter the prison heading towards the knelt form of Gulcasa, who stares down at his hands. They both gingerly approach his prone self and band him in iron shackles, both of them, then lift him up on his feet to push and prod him out of the cage.

"There ya go. Can't be late for your own trial, boy"

One of the lieutenants says as they prod him to pass sleeping soldiers in their tents. Gulcasa stumbles slightly from the prods and pushes onto his person.

"Be careful with him, Rod, that guy is batshit crazy."

"Few screws loose I reckon." The two lieutenants follow by Gulcasa as he haphazardly to the direction they prod towards.

"You lost me quite a sum of Regis, boy." The lieutenant who was named Rod pushed Gulcasa hard enough for him to nearly trip and fall onto the heavily paved dirt trek.

"Ah don't worry yourself, Rod. We going to get plenty on this job then we can finally retire from the army. Aye?"

"Shut up, Stan. The boy does not need to know."

The two lieutenant bickers behind Gulcasa, while he tries to figure a way out of this. He did murder those men, and whatever punishment or sentence the officer gives him would justly deserve. 'I killed those two men...for my brother's honor, did they deserve death for that?'

Gulcasa tries to reason out of his guilty conscious, as the lieutenants continue to prod him onwards towards the camp.

"Those Rhaodians will pay us a pretty penny once it's done. They just need to give us the signal." The lieutenant stan says.

Gulcasa froze at the word 'Rhaodians', the men prodded roughly him onwards, he moves. 'The Rhoadians… I still have unfinished business with them. Who knows, I might survive long enough to come back here so they can hang me.' Gulcasa reasons out. 'Now for my escape…'

'Boodstatus....' Gulcasa picture the thought of his unique blood running down his fingers.

{User: ⊪ ⊫ ⊯ ⋥ 001… Host Corruption}

{Class Rank: ⊪ ⊫ ⊯ ⋥ 001}

{Strength: 20+}

{Constitution: 20 +}

{Dexterity: 20 +}

{Intelligence: 15 +}

{Perception: 20+}

{Stat Points: 36 +}

Gulcasa began thinking of a way to optimize his stat points to escape this confinement. First, he needs a way to heal his wounds than search a way for escape.

{Constitution: 46 +}

Gulcasa's rib cracks back into place to heal 4 times the human healing rate. His swollen face deflates than define his facial feature back to its original states. Gulcasa current of energy burns his whole body in a stasis of complete vigor. He feels as if he can run 2, no even 5 miles without getting winded.

Gulcasa stood taller as they prod him inside an officer tent. Two officers and oddly garb man were bickering inside the tent.

The two lieutenants salute the two officers of the red and stood there waiting for acknowledgment. They were young brash looking Major and the commandant Dresken who was at Gulcasa incident. The garb man beside them wearing a robe, with the insignia of golden tree neatly stitch upon the back half turns to him. Dresken and the Major also turn to the commotion of the lieutenants and the shackled Gulcasa.

"This is him…Colonel Revon" Dresken scowls as he points his arm to Gulcasa's direction.

The colonel known as Revon, glances me for an instance then turns to the priestly garb man.

"Merck, my father expressly request you to send that message I gave you to his holiness if he wants to continue with this alliance."

The priestly man named Merck wryly smiles at Revon and gave an obnoxious bow.

"Yes, your majesty," Merck says.

Revon snorts at him and waves him to get out of his sight.

"I'll take him off your shoes, Major." Dresken proposes to his superior Officer.

"You sure, Commandant? Don't you want to hear this man's testimony?"

"I'd be delighted to be escorted by an Officer," says Mereck as he glances at Gulcasa with revolution.

"Dismiss then." Colonel Revon dismiss Commandant Dresken and the priestly garb Mereck away from his tent. As they were about to exit walking past the two lieutenants and Gulcasa, Mereck covertly nods to the two lieutenants, they exit out of the tent. Gulcasa suspicious at the meaning of the nod, ganders at the two guards suspiciously. 'Something is not right with this scene…'

Gulcasa try to reflect on the earlier, the conversation between the two lieutenants as they marched up the trek. 'They were about to paid a lot to do a job.'

"So you're the man who injured two soldiers by yourself? And had to take 4 men and a whole lot of beating to get you off them?" Revon says, scrutinizing Gulcasa for a moment. 'Wait, I did not murder those two men.' Gulcasa sighs in relief from the idea of him not being a murderer.

"What's your name soldier?" Revon inquires.

"Gulcasa Lacea, Sir." Gulcasa distracted in his own musings, says.

"Hold on here for a moment, I'll go to my document room to get your conscription file, hopefully, this is your first offense." Revon tiredly sighs out, He then exits the tent room into another combine tent room.

"That's the signal." The lieutenant Stan says.

"Get the boy now, and our job after," Rod confirms. 'Boy, does he mean me?'

The lieutenant Stan pulls out his rapier and turns to Gulcasa direction. 'He definitely means me.'

'Bloodstatus.'

{Constitution: 20 +}

{Dexterity: 46 +}

Gulcasa newfound energy seeps out of him exchanging it for the feeling of lightness and burst of speed. Gulcasa sense of time slows down, giving him an incredible amount of time to think and move through. He glimpses Stan's rapiers blade ready to cut him down in slow motion, he steps back instantly out of its slowing arc towards the new apparent air. Gulcasa turns his head to Rod surprise expression. He glimpses back at stan, it felt to Gulcasa that timed slow considerably in his perception. 'No time to gawk in awe, move!'

Gulcasa lifts up his shackled hands and sway it to Stan's head. The shackles slams into Stan's coming look of shock. In real time the man trips back at the force and speed of Gulcasa's attack, slamming into the ground unconscious. Gulcasa turns his person towards Rod, who was about to draw his rapier out. A quick shackled push blows the man into the air heading out of the tent wall like a cannon. The force and momentum of Gulcasa's push were like a cannonball slamming into Rod's chest. 'Ah shit, I hope I did not kill the guy. I am going way to fast.'

{Dexterity: 30+}

Gulcasa ganders around him, he stares at surroundings with awe of his abilities. Revon leaps out the other tent with a sword in hand.

"You traitor!" Revon shouts as he rushes at Gulcasa.

"No, they were-" Gulcasa tries to respond to Revon's accusation, but did not have time. He easily ducks the sweeping rapier swing. 'The man probably won't listen to my excuse...better silence him quickly before more soldiers come.'

Slower than before, but still twice, or three times as fast as the average man, Gulcasa ducks another sword swipe. He bypasses Revon's thrusting rapier and slightly taps his head as much as warrants to get Revon to fall unconscious.

Revon collapse on the floor while Gulcasa sighs out his worry of killing him with his strike. He turns around and began jogging out of the tent. His movements were fast. Gulcasa reasons he needs to become a blur to get past all the sentries guarding the camp.

{Dexterity: 46+}

Gulcasa ran full tilt within the tents and soldiers, all the soldiers saw was a dark blur, blurring its way past them. Gulcasa finally reach the outer reaches of the camp, slowed down. He was exhausted at the amount of energy he just used up. 'No matter…'

{Constitution: 46 +}