Thornosian's Hell - Part 4
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After about an hour of cleaning the entire house, we are sitting, tired at the steps of this house, looking at the sun, going down to let the night do his thing, by making the sky and atmosphere harder to be seen and colder than it should be on the Spring period.
"You two seem to be thirsty." says the middle child coming out with a wooden plate, holding three wooden glasses filled with beverages for us.
"How kind of you." says Fiona taking out a wooden glass, looked at with, questioning if the beverage it is not deadly poisoned or with something to make pain in the interior organs, and started to drink it. "Thank you very much."
"No problem. After all, you two are part of the family." says the middle kid taking his wooden cup and drinks half of it by one single swallow.
"We have done a lot of work today." I say to the guys taking a sip of the drink, trying to act natural around the kid and Fiona. Which by the way, the name of the kid is Elliot because a small fragment of the memory of the boy I took place came out in mind to inform me about this little piece of information.
"We did." responds Fiona taking a sip of the drink she is having.
"Today will come a new meat transport." says Elliot after a few seconds we stood in silent and looked at the sky, which is about to turn into a dark blue very soon. "You guys should be prepared to handle the transport."
"I see." says Fiona to Elliot.
After a few minutes of standing at the stairs, drinking this beverage Elliot says it is labelled as Orange juice with tomatoes, we hear a carriage sound getting closer to our ears. We look at the direction where the big gate it put, a gate used to be opened by us to let the carts or any other big objects enter the property. We quickly let the cups on the stairs, and we run to the gates.
We open the big gates easily and fast, to let the carriage with one white horse who wasn't slowing down from the running. The carriage enters the property, and it stops at least nine steps away from the big gate.
"You two!" says Father Thornosian looking at me, Fiona. "Come here! We have something to unload!"
The Big Father sees Elliot on the stairs, sitting next to us. He threw an ugly reaction, which made Elliot rise from there, and scram from this place back into the house , he has done that like his entire life depends on this.
We are walking to the carriage. As we got close to it, the driver and the Thornosian's Father leaves it, and goes to open the small door to let the "slaves" to leave the carriage. As we start to look at the unlucky people, I have seen something that made me freeze in place and almost lost the act I am putting here.
I saw in the carriage, something I never thought I will be seeing.
In that carriage are only five people, from which I can tell from their appearances they are different from age, gender and race. In the carriage lies a woman, half naked, orange hair, lots of bruisers all around her body.
That woman is looking at us terrified and crying. In that carriage is an old man, one who is tied to his hands, and on the legs, barely breathing and so skinny, that I am able to see his bones.
There is another man, but this one, has both of his arms cut recently, he is blind, and he barely breathes as I can. That was trying to stand up, but in a matter of seconds, he falls on the poor old man, almost killing him because the man is a chubby type person and that fall, might've destroyed at least one to three bones of that poor old man.
In the carriage are two boys, most likely by the same age as me. And as I looked at the boys, I observe something very shockingly. Those two guys are some people I knew back in the day from my days at the Orphanage. One of the boys is a tall, slim and with red hair, dressed in clothes with holes and having at least five bruises on his face. That guy name is Timmy.
And the other boy, is a very dear friend of mine. It is a friend I never thought he will be caught into this situation and will end up his life like this. The kid I saw it having black long hair, and has the left side of his eye covered by a bandage. That is slim and barely standing kid is Mircea, my "rival" from the Orphanage.
"Ju-Son." says Fiona, almost dropping my real name in front of the Big Father. "Are you alright?"
I now realize that I am standing still, freezing and looking in terror at the five people in that carriage who are waiting for their deaths. I look back at the Big Father. I fantasize of taking my hidden dagger, jump on him and stabbing his heart, then decapitating him. But, I came back to reality, and I look at Fiona.
"Y-Yes." I said to her. "W-We have to move them."
I quickly enter the carriage and took the two kids, escorting them out of the carriage, outside the grounds.
"Are you sure you can handle both of them, young slave?" asks Big Father worried.
"Y-Yes." I say to Big Father. "I know where I have to put them."
After all, the mind of this kid is in me, and unluckily, he has done this errand a lot of times. It makes me feel sick the fact that I guide my childhood friends to the Death Door, but what I can do? I cannot drop the act now and solo this crazy man. I cannot even be put on the same level as him in fighting. Even for Fiona, this would be a tough battle.
I guide the boys to the basement where the other unlucky people are there, sitting gathered in cells, waiting for their time to be consumed by this devilish family coming from the deepest pits of Hells. As I continue to walk these guys to the basement, one of the kids, Mircea, whispers. A whisper that I can hear.
"Please, kid. Let us escape tonight, and we will not kill you."