Chapter 17

Erison clenched his Fists In Pain.

He Managed to get up but it seemed like he had fallen into a Nightmare as he turned to see his son, starring back at him.

"You let me die!" His son yells at him.

"I didn't." Erison tried to talk to him.

"All I ever did was to protect you, I love you and I will never hurt you." Erison added.

"You should have known all this while that Lucas never was mummies friend... I couldn't tell you all they did when I was Alive!" Smith said in tears.

"What did they do?" Erison asked him.

"Every Time you went to the workshop, mum and Lucas had fun times in bed! She betrayed you, she broke our family." He mournfully cries.

"Lucas plotted my kidnap and your death, but you survived." Smith replies his father in pain.

"What?" Erison asked, taking a step back.

He was shocked.

"Yes, This was his great Plan and we were ruined in it." Smith added, whilst Erison didn't want to believe Lucas would do that to him.

"But why will he hurt you?" Erison asked back.

"Because he thought I was your real son and so he wanted to destroy the link you had with mum, by killing you, so he could marry and divorce her, to steal a fifty percent of her acquired wealth whilst holding me as ransom." He adds.

Erison fell to his Knees looking at his son.

"The only way they could make you leave after the divorce was to end us so the court will accept their marriage." Smith said as he stretched his hand towards his father, whose heart felt torn apart.

"But at least, you survived." Smith said as he arranged his father's scattered hair.

"I failed to protect you… I am so sorry, my Son." Erison cried as he held his son's hand tightly to his face in tears, knowing his son was dead.

"Don't be sorry, You're a warrior!" Smith yells before landing Erison a slap.

"You're Erison, The Lion, so you cannot cry... You must roar, you're the Urban God! My father!" Smith said as he hugged his father to himself, whilst Erison felt a relief holding his son.

"No." He cried whilst his son disseapears.

"Now wake up Dad." Smith's whispers echoed into Erison's ears while he stayed unconscious.

"Wake up!" the voice shouted and Erison's eyes instantly opened.

He looked around to see that he was In a very fasts moving bus.

Hence as soon as Erison got up, he saw two other men in fake military wear, carrying their guns which pointed directly at his head, ready to shoot.

His bones still felt weak and his sight was blurry and head - a bit dizzy but Erison had to do something to escape them.

"Erison, I am creating a resistance to the substance making you weak... Buy me some time." his system Meta tells him in his head.

He kicked one of the men and the second dude rushed to him, using his gun to hit his head like it was some rock he wanted to crack open.

"You're trying to play strong right?" The one Erison kicked asked as he twisted Erison's hand behind him, so bad that he broke two of Erison's fingers.

"Ahh!" Erison cried in the torture before the man slams his head over the bus's edge like a monster.

Over and Over again.

"Don't end him yet." One of the men said.

He hits Erison again and his nose breaks.

"Pow!" He smashed innocent Erison to the bus floor watching as he spat and bleed out blood from his nose as he fell back to the ground.

They could tell they had entirely drained him.

"We've reached." The driver announces as the black bus comes to a stop.

Erison gets held up.

"Where are you guys taking me too?" He asked them, and they looked at each other.

"Don't be scared, we are taking you to your death fool!" One of the men said ironically and the rest of the men laughed mockingly at him.

Erison got dragged amongst them till they Passed through a lonely Beach, where Erison was forced into a small boat, which was driven further into the sea, till they met with an even bigger old ship.

He got pulled out and was later tied to a chair, with his mouth covered with a tape.

"I will not fight you, I have wronged no one, tell me what I did." Erison asked, dizzy.

"Let's give him the briefing." One of the men said as they gathered around Erison, beating him into blue black like he was a predator meant to be killed.

Erison later hears the sound of a Chopper landing over the ship, while wondering who wanted to deal with him this badly. Could his dream be true?

As a highly trained assassin, Erison in his pasts never lets any of his enemies survive, so he was sure this had to be a mistake.

He was enraged to fight but the tranquilliser made him weak to defend himself so he could only hope on his system as he felt weak to the core.

Erison couldn't call Meta for help either.

Erison had gotten extremely weak.

"Remove the mouth tape." He hears a familiar male's voice say afterwards whilst he raises his head to see... Mr. Lucas Duke.

"Evil murderer!" Erison screamed through his tape as he looked at the beasts before him.

"Sorry I can't hear you." Lucas Gestured.

The hate Erison had for him now was immense.

He couldn't wait to recover and end him.

"Hope you like your last days?" Mr. Lucas asked him as the tape over his mouth was removed harshly that it pinched off his lip skin, spilling blood before the many more of accumulated blood in his mouth escaped.

"Did you take my son's life?" Erison asked him, even so he wasn't sure that his dream was a fact either, he wanted to be sure for real.

"Yes I did Erison, and it was delightful." Lucas said like a demon as he looked at him.

It confirmed that his Dream was indeed a vision obtained from his passed son.

Erison cried looking down in tears.

His entire face and body was brutalized.

One could call him a matched tomato.

"Smith did nothing to you, yet you decided to end the life of a child... You should have ended mine instead since you hate me, my son deserved to live, I will never forget this pain." Erison cried bitterly like a child thinking of his son Smith.

"He was not your real son, why are you so pathetic?" Lucas hissed back at Erison.

"I still saw and loved him like a son." Erison cried.

"Well too bad, I found out late that he wasn't Carina's child after kidnapping for ransom, such a watse, well ofcourse Smith is a watse." Lucas mocks like a devil to Erison.

Erison's eyes fell straight to the ground.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" Erison asked.

"When I am free... You will suffer, you will know what it means to lose a child." He threatens.

"I promise you." Erison Promises.

"Your family will hate this life." He swears.

"Enough!" An outraged Lucas drags out one of his men's Gun, cracks it! pointing it at him.

"GBaa!..." He Fires Nonstop at Erison.