Revenge on a Family PT.3

Several days passed and the kids were slowly getting better, James bought some high dollar potions and had the kids drink them and Tate was told their wounds should be completely healed in a few more days.

"Must be nice to have money and have everything given to you Tate thought, but I will take everything from James before too long, let him revel in the fact that his kids barely survived this time, just to take them away later, Tate had a wicked smile at that moment."

Two weeks passed and Tate officially finished his game plan for the kids, and he was ready to get the ball rolling. Tate found all the kids hanging out together by themselves and commanded them to go to James and ask him if they can start going back to the dungeon to stretch their muscles and that they would take it easy and wouldn't go past the 20th floor in the dungeon for now.

After quite a lot of begging James allowed them to start going back, James wasn't raising cowards, but he didn't want anything to happen to them. After getting permission Tate commanded them to secretly start to gather all their most powerful magical gear be it weapons, armor or jewelry and have it packed and ready so the day they leave they can bring it along.

Luckily when that day finally came there wasn't too much gear, Tate didn't want it slowing him down, but he didn't want to abandon it either. The kids said their normal goodbyes before leaving for the dungeon or at least that's what they thought, that's what Tate originally commanded them.

After they got a good distance away from the city, Tate gave them a command.

"I command you to have full control over your thoughts, but you will still listen to me without talking back, now you will know what it's like to be a slave and you will have a very small feeling of what I went through."

Once the kid's full minds were opened up and they realized what was happening and that somehow, they became Tates slaves they were panicking but they couldn't do anything about it.

"I command everyone to turn north and start walking until I say stop."

Tate was going back home, he wanted to know what happened to everyone, he still had hope that somehow the women and kids got away but there was only one way to find out, but Tate had a message to send first.

After walking for just a while they arrived at the first area Tate came to when he first exited the forest years ago tied to the back of a rat. He stood with the trees to his back the ground there was higher, so Tate had a good view of the whole city.

"I will come back one day and either burn this city to the ground or conquer it."

The kid's eyes got wide with fear as they looked at each other after hearing what Tate just said. Since everyone was standing in the right spot, now it was time for Tate to get some of his revenge.

"Everyone strip off any magical gear you are currently wearing and put it in your bag with your other magical gear you brought with you, Stacy it's your job to carry that gear from now own I decided to keep you alive because I need someone to carry my gear and three extra mouths are too many to feed, so you get to watch your brothers die."

Tate turns and looks at the boys who have clear fear in their eyes.

"Have either one of you ever heard of the blood eagle."

Obviously, they shaked their heads no, the Vikings didn't exist in this world so how would they know this was possibly the worse way to ever die.

None of the kids used axes so Tate made one from the earth.

"I command everyone to watch, to be quite and stay wake the whole time, Patrick since you have given me the most problems over the years and I'm wanting to hurt James as much as possible I'm going to do the most brutal thang that I can think of to the two of you."

"Patrick, remove your shirt and get on your knees in front of me but have your back to me so your siblings can see your face, it's about to get bloody."

Tate smiled a wicked smile, Tate started hacking the rib bones away from the spine on both sides, blood was flying everywhere Mark and Stacy looked pale as a ghost and silently gag as they watched the scene in front of them take place. Everyone's brains commanded them to do what they were supposed to do, Patrick couldn't pass out or cry out in pain it was a silent bloody hacking that took place on his back, and he felt every single bit of flesh tearing, bone shattering and scorching pain running from the top of his back to the bottom.

Once Tate was done, he reached into Patrick's back, grabbed both lungs and pulled them out and to the sides so they looked like little bloody wings. Mark and Stacy were petrified, cold and pale as they stared at their brother the whole time and he stared back at them.

Stacy, Mark each one of you grab your brothers' arms and stand him up facing the city. After doing what they were told Tate partly incased Patrick in stone so he would remain standing and could listen to what he does to his brother. Tate tells Mark to get into position, but this time Tate gets Stacy to do all the work, she hacks and hacks at her own brother back and then pulls out his bloody lungs, her job was worse than death and she knew it but she couldn't do anything about it.

Stacy and Tate stood Mark up beside his brother and partly incased him in earth to. The job was done but it wasn't flashy enough and Tate new what would really get everyone's attention.

"Call me Tate the Impaler."

Tate shoots a spike up through both of their bodies, up the *sshole and out of the mouth, Tate gets rid of the earth he had that was making them stand up, the new earth spike is doing that for him, obviously they are dead now. Tate makes the spike go 30 feet up in the air their arms and legs hanging limply in the air as the spike sticks out their mouth, but their bloody wings are sticking out to the side proudly and that's what Tate wanted.

Tate made a stone sign come out of the ground in front of the two spikes that read.

Lord James, I'm returning your two sons I'm going to keep your daughter as a bed warmer, I hope you like my present, you messed with the wrong boy.