Chapter 8: Hostage Situation

"Get in there you piece of shit!!" One of the guards said as he threw me into the large cell in the dungeon which held the hostages.

"Don't mind them too much young man, they are the newer members of the organization and they are still bitter at being prisoner so they take it out on those they deem weaker than themselves." A kind old man said as he walked up to me and made to help me sit up.

Before he got next to me I not only sat up, I stood up. I then pulled my hands apart and the cuffs broke with the force and fell to the floor.

"Huh? What's this? You could get free the entire time? Why did you let them bring you here then?" The old man questioned.

"Isn't it obvious? I wanted to be caught." I said as I looked around the dungeon and saw there were at least 60 people here, most of them were older either in their late 40s or 50s it seems that Michael grabbed the parents and grandparents of a lot of his members.

"I am looking for John and Christine Madison!" I shouted to be heard over the overlapping voices that had started from the moment I broke my cuffs.

After I said that, an middle aged couple walked over to me.

"Why are you looking for the Madisons?" The man asked.

"I guess you could say I was hired by your daughters Zoe and Chloe." I replied.

"Oh my god, my babies, how are my babies?!?!" The woman asked.

"They are doing just fine, but due to you both being held hostage, they are forced to do whatever that maniac leader says." I explained.

"Although I have to ask, did that Michael guy make them do anything "sexual?" I asked

The twins' dad John had a face that was the epitome of rage as he responded.

"He molested my baby girl. When Zoe found out she tried to kill him, but he threatened her with our deaths. When we found out about it we told him that if he did anything like that again then all of us would kill ourselves so that he had no leverage to stop another rebellion." John explained.

Hearing that Chloe was molested and how she had acted like his little sister, reignited Cole's rage and he started to leak an aura of death. This aura didn't affect the surroundings though, it was an aura surrounding just his body but it was a calm aura like volcano ready to erupt but it was waiting for the spark to set it off.

Just as quickly as the aura appeared, it disappeared. And Cole now had an eerily calm demeanor. He was then interrupted by many interposing voices

"So you're here to get us out?!?" A random prisoner said.

"He said he's here to free us!"

"Please free us first, my grandpa won't survive another day with the limited food!!"

"No! Free us!"

A barrage of requests were sent his way and it was only getting more and more chaotic. He released a small part of his more violent aura to get there attention.

"SILENCE!" He shouted.

They all quieted down. Whether it was due to his aura or his voice, he didn't know.

"I understand that you all want to get out, but I wasn't hired to save you all. Regardless, I already plan to get you all out, but to do that I need information. Can anyone tell me anything about this Michael guy?" I said making sure to be succinct as they heard me say I wasn't hired to save them.

'Technically I wasn't hired at all, but most don't tend to believe people do things just to be kind. I wasn't originally going to get them all out, but after meeting Michael, hearing the Madison's story, and seeing all the hostages, I changed my mind.'

'Now I know I can't save everyone I meet if there is a similar situation happening elsewhere and why would I? I have no connection to those people and it would take time away from killing beasts. I am only here to help the twins because they reminded me a little of my family and doing nothing in that regard would leave a bad taste in my mouth.'

A young man around my age walked forward from the group.

"If you can really get us all out and knock that bastard down a peg, I'll gladly help." He said.

"Yeah as long as I get some information on things like guard schedules, amount of weapons, and basic layout. Could you provide that?" Cole asked.

"That and more. I used to be Michael's right hand man. He imprisoned me after I started a rebellion because I discovered he was taking our families hostage. Of course after he was found out, it just became another tactic he used to command obedience." He explained.

He then told Cole about all the information he requested and even told him what System Michael had. It was called 'The Builder's System' it is how he made the walls and throne as well as some other things. It did also include some combat ability as he had very robust defense as he could cover himself in the same material and use it to attack. It was how he reached level 67, evidently he had leveled up twice since the twins left to do the job he asked of them.

"That's perfect, thanks for the information. Give me like an hour and we should all be able to just walk outta here." Cole said as he walked to the cell door.

He was covered in a dark aura and then grabbed the door and ripped it off it's hinges and threw it away.

"Be right back." He said.

The group looked really shocked and the twins parents looked at eachother.

"When did our daughters meet such a strong individual?" John asked his wife.

"I don't know, but I'm happy that they will be safe soon." Christine replied.

"Damn, I'm sure glad he's on our side." The guy who gave Cole the information, who's name was David, said.

(MC POV)

I was rushing through the base and knocking out the different guards both around the dungeon and on my way to the main area where I met Michael. This guy doesn't even know that he crossed a line. I was willing to let him live even if only barely, but after what happened to my little sister I have two things that I absolutely hate and will eradicate every chance I get. Those things are, beasts, and rapists. My sister was raped to death by beasts so my anger is immense regarding either.

I might even let him live but make it a life where he would beg for death, I am trying to think which would be better. I am leaning more toward making him suffer because death would be too good for him, but I might just torture him to death. I guess I will decide when I get to him.

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(Michael POV)

"What the hell is going on?!?!" I asked angrily.

I had been hearing screaming and explosions and gunfire for the last half hour and everyone I sent to investigate, never came back.

**BANG**

**BANG**

I could hear the banging on the metal door that led into my throne room and with each bang I saw a dent in the door and after every bang on the door, the dent became larger and larger. With every bang I involuntarily flinched as I felt like the door could give way at any moment.

**Bang**

**CRASH**

The door finally went flying and I saw the source come from behind the dust cloud that was created.

"You're that Noob, how the hell did you get out of the dungeon? And why did no one stop you?" I asked not really expecting an answer.

My confidence soared when I found out it was just the noob. He must have some sort of super strength power to break the door and take out the rest of my guards. They were all only level 15 after all.

Thankfully I have my army with me. All of my army with the exception of the infantry, are leveled 30 and above, this Noob will have no chance.

"I bet you're relying on your army to help you, but I can promise, that is a mistake." The noob said as he walked further in.

'Hmph. Let's just see how he fares against my army.' I thought to myself.

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