Chapter 85

Chapter 85

"Theres nothing sappy or pathetic about it, nothing you said is worth judgement, especially coming from someone who voluntarily fought for the people. Honestly, I had similar thoughts once, but honestly all I've seen lately is the darkness of people, hell even the warriors I had rescued and join me to be a defence for my base turned earlier today and I had to take care of them." John says getting a frown from Jamal.

"Where you bad to them? Or mistreated them? I remember that's why my little squad here defected a week ago, we couldn't handle the hypocrisy anymore, we knew soldiers need to follow orders and not question our superiors but things stopped making sense, supplies came in but our rations where getting smaller, the higher ups went out less and we were sent out more, eventually some of the women in other squads began to disappear and we where told they died in duty but no bodies where found or brought back, the final straw though was when we were ordered to attack a building supposedly held by one of the new pop up groups that was in what the higher ups claimed was our territory." He says, giving a snort at the last part. "Turns out it was a small group of survivors who banded together and were passing through, my squad brought them back to base thinking they would be integrated into the other survivors or sent to one of the camps, instead the higher ups called them spies and executed the men before having the women taken for 'Interrogation'." He says looking angry at that.

"We snuck out and escaped with what rations we could soon after that, we fight to protect the people, not a select few like that." He finishes with a sigh.

"I can understand that, the whole power corrupts thing happened, honestly, I can imagine that happening to myself as well if I didn't have people to keep some level of control for me to keep things straight, sigh, I can picture the few people I have left at camp are going to possibly leave due to my actions. Also, to answer you no, they weren't mistreated or treated bad, everyone had a home, food and even equipment, yeah everything that was gotten form hunts and scavenging would be stored but it's not like it was only for me, our cook would make food for everyone, rations and everything depended on contribution but form what I understood they were never short or cheated." John begins to explain as he finishes the drink and looks down.

"Well tell me about it, it seems like you need someone to listen, and we still have a bit of time before the Goliath comes." Jamal says the others now a little closer and pretending not to listen in on things.

Thinking there was no harm in it John began to tell him everything that had happened, from the fight with Ash and Alice helping him, to Alice getting hurt and having to send Ash to get help, the response they had when he questioned them and how he got told by there groups leader how he should be leader instead, he further explained his actions afterwards, having them traded away getting a from Jamal but he stayed silent and just listened, he told him about what had happened to Alice, his killing of Jamerson, then lastly his actions of killing Alice himself, crying slightly at that part.

"And then I was slowly making my way back now, in the morning I'll explain my actions and confront those that are left and anyone who wants to go can do so, I'm sure everyone is going to go, and it would probably be better that way, less chance of something happening to them." John finishes, his tone heavy.

"Tsk, they fight for you, protect everyone and then when they fail to meet your expectation and result in someone you felt was more important getting hurt you get rid of them, then because you couldn't look after the person you killed them to make things easier for yourself! you're a coward and loser, just as bad as those hypocrites we left." The women says spitting and John feet causing him to sigh and Jamal to get angry.

"Thanks for the drink, id pay you back but I don't really have much on me right now, I can also see I'm not welcome but after hearing what I did I can understand why, if our paths cross again ill make sure to repay you for the drink and for listening." John says getting up and leaving, hearing a loud slap noise behind him and various raised voices but ignoring it and leaving the building, pulling up his hood and ensuring the chains where tight around him.

it was only a block away when he felt the ground shaking and a loud thud noise followed by a strong gust of wind behind him, turning he watched as a giant mountain like creature seemed to stand up, its exterior a solid grey and faint bits of moss hanging off it, its smooth surface had a mark slowly sliding over its body and a large person sized eye seemed to be floating around it, its arms seemed to be made of steal though and a large pyramid like object imbedded where its head should be.

Soon after there was a shout, followed by another and many more after that, fire, lighting and water seemed to be hitting the Goliaths form as others no doubt rushed out to attack it, faintly John questioned what the reason for it was but realized there could be a reward associated with taking it down but soon after no longer cared, he just wanted to get home and sleep, possibly after finishing 1 of the bottles of alcohol he noticed was in the study.

A dagger though landed infront of him and a few punk looking people walked out surrounding him, tall and skinny, there cloths ripped bits of leather used as armour and trying to look intimidating but coming off more as Mad Max rejects.

"Theres a toll here bastard, if you want to go through here you need to give us something valuable, so give us all you have and we will let you go." The one with a large spiky mohawk and a dagger, the apparent leader said Well sticking his tongue out and making a licking motion towards his dagger.

"And if I don't? Look, I'm not in the mood for this shit and I'm really not someone you want to fuck with, I just want to get home and sleep. So, take your rag tag group of misfits and do the right thing by letting me go and pick a different target." John tells them with a frown, getting laughter in return.

"Theres a group of us and only 1 of you, so do what we tell you or else!" The leader laughed causing John to sigh, he really didn't want to bother with this but seeing he had no choice let loose.

His chains flew out, there edges becoming sharp and hooked once more as they cut at the closest would be bandits without warning and taking them by surprise, quickly taking the scythe John walked forward giving it a swing and cutting another's arm off.

the ones a bit further way and not having been hit or cut by the chains took a step back, visibly a bit afraid, there leader having fallen on his ass and crawling back slightly.

"Big boss! I'm sorry, I didn't know you where strong like this! Let us go though! Please!" He began to beg, at this John retracted his chains once more, wrapping them around him after smoothening out, the scythe still in hand though. Various groans of pain could be heard from those who were hit by them and the one now missing a arm still screaming as he tried to stop the bleeding.

"How many have you killed?" John suddenly asks getting a confused and scared look from the leader.

"Wha, what? What do you mean big boss? Is there someone you want us to kill? We can do it! Just tell us who and where they are, and we can try for you! Or if you want, I can take you to our boss and you can knock him off and take over! You seem much stronger and better, and you are magnanimous and kind! You didn't kill any of my brothers so please big boss don't kill me! I will do anything." The leader seemed to plead, not understanding John's question and instead bounding around in what he was saying due to fear causing him to sigh.

Clearly this was one of those people who fear the strong and pick on the weak, his group just as bad, but John didn't hold it against him, this was just his way of trying to survive in this world, he believed the term was grabbing onto a thigh or something like that, and it was no doubt how he survived till this point.

Without saying a word John put the scythe away and kept walking, the punk like leader not knowing what to do looked at his subordinates and told them to help the fallen before tending to the one with a missing arm, tonight's hunt caused more harm to them than good and they ended up losing more than they gained, but they had met someone who seemed different than what they were used to dealing with, calling one of the unharmed members over he ordered them to follow John but keep a distance and out of sight, to report back when he found out where John was going.