Robert Tortures

The same Blue Forces who chased Max in the command of Robert were all standing in the wide corridor. From his memory alone, Max could recall how he earlier envisioned the wide, rocky corridor. Therefore even though he was blind, he could imagine nearly to vividness how the Blue Forces were standing.

And also the color of the red glowing heated wall.

"Little shit, you kept me waiting for two good days that I thought you were dead." Robert reluctantly stood up from his luxurious couch. Standing for a while, he stepped close and closer to the kneeling Vampire. "But you are a Vampire Slave. The undying shit who... the undying shit who's confident to penetrate the Royal Castle, escape out of the Royal Castle, kill Blue Forces of Royalty Pack and even fight me."

Max answered Robert with simple silence. Not wasting his time, Robert walked and reluctantly sat back again, thinking Max was processing what he finished saying to him.

Crossing his legs, putting his arms on the surface of the couch like a dragon king spreading his mighty wings in an early morning, Robert spoke again:

"You must shitting give me what I want." He paused for a while. "It is a need, actually. You are a Vampire Slave, and for the first time, we the Werewolves are having our hands on your kind. You."

Robert suddenly turned silent again, then he said:

"I don't know what shit the Royal Forces were thinking to transform you into a Wild Vampire. Instead, why not use you to capture more Vampire Slaves, know who's that man called Lucas, and understand the reason why weapons are smuggled into Royalty Pack by the Vampires?"

Immediately came Max saying, "Ah wasn't smuggling anything into Royalty Pack, so what reason do ya have to make me a captive of yas?"

In an angry voice, "You shut up!" roared Robert. People of his tribe were normally cold headed, but right now, he was feeling the contrary. "You are a bloody liar! Didn't I find you running to your boss, Gold!"

Still blind, Max chuckled and responded in a calm voice: "And so comes the logical truth, uh, shit man Robert. Why can't ya sit down and think straight? Ya found me running to Gold, right? If ah were working for him, why running to him knowing how insistent kind of a person ya are. No one working for Gold would run to him with yah chasing behind, because, yes a'don't know him well, but Gold wouldn't tolerate such stupidity of being found by ya."

Those words clawed Robert's pride as a Blue Force. Because Max was right: for the whole time, he didn't think this straight. Such a living foolishness masked by vengeance he was. He relaxed back into his couch and calmly said: "Then who the shit are you?"

"It damn doesn't matter." Max's head hung low like he was tired of everything happening. "A'have no business with any of ya. A'came to this realm only to find a missing girl ah assume was taken by Lucas. And was here because for being tricked, the girl isn't here. A'have nothing ya need even if that means ya can kill me."

The Blue Forces exchanged questioning gazes like saying, "He can kill him, and not he would kill him?". How bold of Max...

Robert became silent, thinking that Max seemed clueless about everything he needed. The first Vampire Slave he captured was a useless one but not in the sense that he must avenge for the mere deaths of his companions. Max killed his people, and he wasn't a forgivng person. Even if he can't kill Max, there must be a compensation the Vampire must offer.

«Bring the armless shit, it is time I interrogate her.»

Some time later, Max looked to his right, smelling the natural flowers scent of Armless coming in the company of a giant Blue Force. His mind was strangely silent, not thinking why Armless wasn't smelling blood anymore.

Armless whispered to Max as she was forced to kneel beside him, "Maximus... Your eyes are not looking fine." She didn't like the absent looks in his eyes. Those looks didn't seem as determined as Maximus.

"My eyes are fine, Armless."

Smirking, "If Armless shitting tells me what shit I want to know about Gold, you might return back to whatever shit you came from. And I would assist you in doing so. But if she shitting doesn't," Robert's robotic vocal cords attached to his neck released a chuckle without him opening his mouth. "you may remain heated in my cave house."

Overpowered by blindness and four Blue Forces, Max who wore no dress was pulled up and dragged close to the red glowing wall, that he could now feel the intense radiation it was emitting over his bare skin. His eyes widened in understanding what was about to happen to him, making him struggle harder to pull out of their strong grips.

His strength and Vampire feats were weaker than before he evolved to the Diurnal stage — revelation by confusion and to confusion — so therefore, it seemed like his attempts to get free were nothing at all. How they pressed their hands on him definitely interrupted the usual blood flow of his body.

The calm Blue Force sitting down and heating the hot wall was just putting his hands on it, as the struggling Vampire was pressed with what he was heating.

Also screaming, Armless was horrified and speechless to what she was seeing how the Blue Forces were torturing Max. She could have used her Alpha powers but her body was not yet ready for that.

Robert smiled out his evilness, his eyes looking at her without flinching at how Max was screaming his scream from the hot contact at the other side. Glancing at the roasting smoke rising behind the screaming Vampire, he raised his hand in the air to make the Blue Forces stop punishing him, then he lowered the hand.

Due to the absence of the scream of agony, there was some uncomfortable silence.

Max hung his head low, weakened by the intense pain pinching the soul in his back. It felt similar to the time he wanted to rescue Evelyn, the time his car was dramatically engulfed in red fire. Barely thinking straight, talkless of saying a word, he rose his head blankly to look at Armless, then at Robert.

"What do you think, Armless? If you give me what I need to know about Gold, your shit friend would not be punished anymore." Robert clarified Max's question of why he was being tortured. Receiving no response from Armless, "Press the shit again." he casually commanded.

As he was pressed again, Max couldn't restrain shouting once more in pain, his voice reaching every corner of the cave house, the scream making its way into the atmosphere outside the mighty mountain for a long time before it came to a sudden stop.

Back in the mountain, "I can hear his shitting voice all day. Are you willing to speak or not?" Robert sounded serious.

As some Blue Forces were holding her in place, "Sometimes knowledge would get you killed!" Armless screamed at Robert. Her face was confused and torn between her loyalty for Gold and her caring trait; for Max actually. Honestly, she didn't know which party she belonged to because Max was the key for her to get back her arms but Gold was, Gold was like, like a father to her.

He played the priceless role her father was supposed to play in her life. Was she supposed to pay him back by telling Robert the secrets regarding the organization he spent a long time building? Or was she having any plan in her mind?

"Let Gold's business aside," Armless interrupted her confused thoughts, her eyes wet. "Or you die trying to interfere. If I should tell you anything, we are both doomed. He is too powerful for your level."

Boredom bending his slim eye brows into contortion, "She is not speaking. Press the shit once more." murmured Robert's robotic vocal cords. He waited like for three minutes, amusingly looking at Armless looking at Max, who was shouting, then back at him. Finally, he raised his right hand again.

"If you can answer thirteen questions, I would let your Vampire friend free." Robert seriously said, straightening his back. "How about seven?" He noticed Armless was still not going to speak. "Final and concluded, five."

"Fine, agreed!"