Orion Learns The Truth

Orion was thrown towards the Veil. His entire body was drenched in blood. " Well, well, well." " I wasn't expecting you to escape prison." "Because of your actions, my leader the king of Malar has asked to see you in person." Orion spat blood in Veil"s face. This made Veil mad. Veil slapped Orion. Two of his teeth flew out of his mouth. " Get this dirt back out of my sight." " If he didn't stink so much I would of punch you." The three guards dragged Orion out of Veil"s chambers.

They dragged him all the way to Jon's Royal Chambers. The golden gates opened as the three guards approached. Inside the royal chambers were dark as if it was night time. They tossed him into the royal chambers, giggling up a storm. The doors shut behind him. Even though Orion had many broken bones and many internal and external wounds, he still had the strength to stand up. He wiped the blood from his eyes. Orion began hearing a dark and distorted voice. " You must be Orion." "So what if I am?" "I have been watching you for years." "Studying you're every move and every strategy." "What do you mean?" "Who the fuck are you?" Jon stood off his throne and revealed his face to Orion. Orion was shocked.

"Hello Orion, my old pupil." "Orion had a lot to discuss with Jon but right know he was a loss of words."

"How are you still alive?" asked Orion. Jon smiled and turned on the lights. "The entire thing was a test." " I wanted to see how you would survive on your own." Orion clenched his hands into fists and said: " You son of a bitch!" "Do you know how many times I almost got fucking killed!" "The many times I starved!" "The times I was tortured?!" yelled Orion. Jon sat in his throne and sighed. " It was all for the best Orion." " For all your hard times and troubles I will give you this once in a lifetime opportunity," said Jon. He stuck his hand out and said: " I will like you to become my right-hand man." "So what is your answer?" " Yes or no?" Orion clenched his jaw tightly and said: " I refuse." Jon began shaking his head.

" Bad decision." Jon snapped his fingers. Suddenly 10 royal guards came through the windows.

They held assault rifles. They began unleashing unstoppable firepower upon Orion. Orion dodged the bullets and ran towards two of the guards. He snapped one of the guard's necks and drove his elbow through another guard's chest, splattering blood everywhere. One of the guard"s manage to sneak up on him. He was stabbed in the back. Orion endured the pain and turned around, grabbing the guard's head smashing it on the wall like a pumpkin. Blood and brains splattered on the shiny squeaky ground. Jon watched Orion in disappointment. "Such waste." Orion finished off the rest of the guards. He began breathing heavily like a racehorse. He held a jaw in his left hand. He tossed the jaw to side. " Nicely done." "Exactly what I taught you."

Orion ran towards Jon and leaped in the air. Jon looked up at Orion and stuck his hand out, releasing a burst of energy causing Orion to smash into the wall. He coughed up chunks of blood. Orion quickly recovered and wiped the blood from his face. He generated double damage energy around his hands and formed the energy into a ball. He threw the ball straight towards Jon. The red beam ball of energy engulfed Jon"s body. An explosion occurred. When the smoke cleared up, Jon stood in the same spot without a scratch or bruise on his physique. Jon stood on his feet and said: " As much as I would like to fight you I won't." " I don't have the time to fight." "I have plans." Jon turned around and began slowly walking towards the door behind his throne.

Orion fired a beam at Jon. Suddenly a man who wore a tribal cloth stood in front of Orion. The man caught the beam and clenched his hand into a fist. The beam dispersed. Take it easy with him." " I want to fight him for himself. Jon opened the door and closed it behind him. The man had red war paint all over his face. He had a tattoo of flames all over his chest and back. He carried two blades and grew up to 7'0. On his head, he had a giant red headdress made from the feathers of a red-tailed eagle. The man weighed 270 pounds.