5 Execution(1)

in a dark stone room, two people stood. a boy was chained to a stone wall, while a prison guard stood in front of him, his sleeves rolled up. "why did you kill them!?" the guard punched out, hitting the boy in his face. "i didn-" why did you kill them?!" not giving the boy time to respond, the guard struck out once again. " i didn't...." seraph whispered. "speak up! why did you kill them!" the guard's voice echoed throughout the small underground deathrow prison cells.

"oi, how long are you going to do that for?" a crisp voice reverberated throughout the cells. "you shut up! unless you want me to come over there and 'take care' of you!" the guard shouted, a lustful expression on his face. in the cell directly beside seraph's, a girl with short brown hair sat. chains were wrapped around her like a cocoon. "if you want to die, just say so." her sharp brown eyes gave gave her a wild, threatening feeling. "h-humph! just quietly wait for your execution!"

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a black car was moving swiftly down an almost deserted road, it's headlights narrowly cutting through the darkness. after about 30 minutes, the car arrived before a large black gate. "hold! wha-" who are you telling to hold?! open the gate now!" the fatty stuck his head through the now rolled down window. "ah! young mas-" OPEN THE FUCKING GATE!!" the fatty's face turned a bright red as his eyes turned bloodshot. "y-yes!" the gate-guard clumsily went to open the gate before dodging the oncoming car.

the car drove up to and around a small roundabout, behind it an old western style mansion stood, it's bricks black from the passage of time. "father! where is my father?!" the fatty hurriedly got out of the car, questioning a young maid who looked to be doing her last chore of the day. "th-the master is in his study!" the young maid retreated while answering, her hands trembling from the shock and fear.

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bang! "why did you kill them?!" the guards voice was heard once again. "i didn't! heuķ! kil-" confess! why did you kill them?!" the guard didn't give him any time to answer. "all you have to do is confess, then all of this will be over." he stopped to take a breath, looking down at the once smooth face which was now bloodied and bruised, a vicious smile surfaced on his face.

"uhhhh...." seraph's body slowly fell but did not hit the ground, held up by the chains around his wrists. "don't even think about falling unconscious!" the guard hurriedly went out of the cell and walked up to a small table covered in torture tools. shuffling through the tools on the table. the guard picked up a sharp metal spike, a few nails and a hammer before going back into the cell. "wake up!" bang! putting a nail to seraph's hand, the guard pinned seraph's hand to the stone wall. "ahhhhh!" bang! bang!

..,

running up to the old mansion, the fatty opened the door and began running up the large flight of stairs, no sign of fatigue in sight. running down the hall, he opened a door and walked in. in the room a lone butler was standing by a door, seeing someone come in the butler looked up. "father!" the fatty ran up to the door. "wai- young master, you can't g-" click! the door was opened before the butler could stop him.

in the dark room, two people sat. one of them wearing an all black suit while the other was hidden by darkness, it looked almost as if he was attracting the darkness. "my apologies, sir, i couldn't stop the young master." the butler bowed at the door. "..., you may go." the man in the black suit waved the butler away, not even looking in his direction. as the butler retreated, the man cast his gaze to the fatty before looking back at the other man. "excuse me for a moment." the man in the suit said. "no need. we have already discussed everything of importance." the man who had been silent the entire time finally said something as he got up and walked out of the dark room.

as the man walked out of the dark room, the dim candle light diffused the darkness around him, revealing his appearance. he donned a long black robe, black gloves and a plain black mask with a weird white symbol on it. "wha..." looking at the man, a strong sense of danger crept up the fatty's back. "..." the man in the black suit looked at the fatty silently. "sebastian." he called out. "master." sebastian suddenly appeared in the room, bowing before the man in the all black suit.

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"ha! ha!" the guard was panting heavily. "why did you kill them?!? dammit this is becoming a nuisance!" his face twisted in dissatisfaction. "i...di..dn't..ki..ll-" shut up! hurry up and confess!!" the guard shouted. "uhhh..." the guard forcefully opened seraph's mouth before pulling out a sharp metal spike from his shoulder. "humph! lets see if you can sleep after this! " puchi! "ahhhhhhhh!"the sound of something piercing flesh was heard as the guard stabbed the sharp spike through seraph's tongue.

seraph's body began trembling uncontrollably, his sight blurring. "huh?" the guard looked at this scene in surprise before moving to hit seraph once again. "You!" suddenly, seraph shouted. "YOU....MY MOTHER... I'LL KILL YOU!!" seraph grabbed toward the guard, ripping his palm from the wall, leaving a large nail covered in blood and bits of flesh stuck in the stone wall. surprised by this sudden outburst, the guard jumped back in shock. after realising what he did, the guard became angry.

"shut up you brat! now confess!" the guard punched seraph in the face. "I'LL KILL YOU!" seraph's eyes which were rolled back, began glowing a bright white as a surge of killing intent poured out of his body.

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"sebastian." the man called out. "master." the driver, sebastian, appeared in the room bowing to the man. "when i made you his driver, what were the orders you received?" the man asked. "i was ordered to protect the young master." sebastian replied without hesitation. "since that is the case, then why is his mouth bleeding?" the man asked. "i wasn't able to protect the young master." sebastian said. " how should we go about dealing with this failure?" the man asked, still expressionless. "death!" as sebastian said this, he stabbed towards himself with his knife like hand.

"stop. as it would be troubling to have to find a new bodyguard, i will forget your blunder this time." the man in the black suit stopped sebastian just as he was about to pierce his own chest. "now. why were you looking for me." the man tuned towards the still dazed fatty. "ah..AH! father! you have to help me! my friend was arrested for murder!" the fatty came back to reality, disturbing the quiet night. "a friend of yours was arrested for murder? what do you want me to do?" the expressionless man raised an eyebrow to his son's ridiculous story.

"you have to help me! when the police took him from the school, he was unconscious! and even if he wasn't i know that he doesn't have what it take to kill people! even though w-uh, he was bullied almost every day, he wouldn"t even get angry at the bullies, only crying secretly in places where no one would find him!" the fatt pleaded. "so?"the man suddenly asked. "huh?" the fatty asked, confused. "why should i help you?" the man asked, looking down at his son. "be-because you ar-" because i am your father? don't be foolish. people don't do things for you because of familial ties, but so that they can gain something in return. so, what have you prepared for me in return for helping your friend?" the man looked bigger the more the fatty looked at him, creating a slight pressure around him.

"i..." speak up." the fatty paused. "if you save him... i will go to the business school that you wanted me to go to...." the fatty said with difficulty.