Dogs Of War - Chapter 2 The Journey Begins

*CLANK* *CLANK* *CLANK* *CLANK* sound of metal colliding with metal filled came as a voice loudly said: “Wake up, you good for nothing bastard.”

*SPLASH* Water splashed on a man inside a cell. He was being constrained with shackles on his neck, arms, and legs.

‘Damn it Hibo, I still can’t get you out of my head.’ the man thought.

The man opened his eyes and looked up “You can’t even let a man sleep peacefully on the day he is meant to be killed, sheesh” said the man in a heavy voice. He had a powerful British accent.

“Get up, the King has summoned you.” said the guard in silver armor with a blue tint, he had a foldable shield on his left arm and a sword on his back.

The man stood up and stepped out into the light, he was butt naked, and his body was covered in scars “Oh, his majesty has summoned me and look at this I don’t even have my clothes on, where are my manners” the man said, simultaneously he covered his face and giggled.

This infuriated the guard, but he controlled his anger and threw some clothes on the man’s face and said: “Hurry up and get dressed.”, the guard then entered the cell, he gave the man a pill and told him to swallow the pill after the man gulped down the pill, the guard unlocked all the shackles and cuffed the man’s hands.

The guard then stood in front of the man and two other guards were standing behind the man, they then started walking, and after walking for fifteen minutes, they arrived outside a huge mansion.

“The whole domain is under constant war, and out majesty still has money for these mansions, well he must be huge on savings.” said the man in a sarcastic manner while scratching his head. The guard in the front started walking, and the guards behind the man pushed him forward.

They entered the mansion and walked into what looked like a library. There was a large table in the middle of the room, and there were stairs that led to a window, a man in crystal white armor was standing near the window with his hands behind his back, he had a very dominating build, and his body oozed out an aura of might.

“Leave.” said the man while looking at the guards.

“Yes, your majesty.” replied the guard in the front. All the three guards bowed to the king and left.

“Take a seat.” said the king to the prisoner.

The man sat down. “Do you know why I have summoned you here today?” asked the king while walking down the stairs and coming to a halt in front of the prisoner.

“Last time I checked clairvoyance was not one of my fort, so no I do not know why his majesty has summoned yours truly.” replied the man in a laid-back tone.

“Your tongue is still as sharp as ever I see. Good good, then let me cut to the chase. Derrick, where is Los?” asked the king in a serious tone.

“Oh my, his majesty should not refer to a domainic criminal by name, your status might take a blow or two, and who is this Los fellow you are talking about, never heard of him before.” replied Derrick.

Hearing this the king frowned and said: “Stop playing games Derrick, you and your army were hunted down for protecting Los, you do know that he is responsible for the destruction of our domain and the constant war between the four universes. You tried to protect him and now look at you, where is your mighty army now? Most of them are dead, and those who survived joined our ranks, now all that’s left of the mighty black hounds is a lousy drunk leader sitting in front of eight missing generals and me. You think playing games will help you in this situation. You think you are protecting anyone by doing this? Just tell me where he is, and for old times sake I’ll let you go.”

“As I said before, I don’t know about this Los fellow you are talking about, and as for the might black hounds, all of them were killed in the second battle of Yzhu, now we are just a bunch of Dogs of War, a war that we never desired and were never meant to be a part of, until a certain someone in a big golden armor decided to stab us in the back. We do not protect anymore, we are not the protectors we used to be, now we just destroy, now we just cry havoc.” replied Derrick with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

“Derrick I still consider you a friend, so I’ll ask you for one last time. WHERE-IS-LOS?” asked the king with a voice full of anger.

“Don’t know who you are talking about.” Derrick shrugged his shoulders and replied.

“Very well.” replied the king. He then turned around and launched a kick straight towards Derrick’s chest, the kick landed on Derrick’s chest, and he flew out of the room and landed in the main hall with blood gushing out of his mouth.

The guards rushed to see what happened. They say Derrick lying on the floor with a blood-covered face and the king walking towards him. The king stood right above Derrick.

“S-s-some friend you are.” said Derrick while grinning in pain.

“Take him to his cell, and prepare him for his public execution.” said the king.

“Yes, your majesty.” replied the guard.

One of the three guards picked Derrick up and took him to his cell. He wiped off the blood from Derrick’s face and gave Derrick a Low-quality healing pill so that he’ll be able to walk on his own by the time of the execution. He then shackled Derrick and then walked out of the cell.

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It was early in the evening; the cold wind was blowing carrying a stench of blood. A man with a very intimidating build was standing upright, his face was covered with a black mask and in his hands was a massive executioner’s axe. In front of the man was a blood-covered scaffold. The scaffold was situated in the middle of the town square.

Sometime later people started gathering in the town square and began surrounding the scaffold. They left a noticeable path for the prisoner to be brought to the scaffold.

After an hour, the guards started lining up and surrounding the area; some archers were also present on the rooftops of nearby buildings. Ten minutes later, Derrick was brought to the town square, as he was walking towards the scaffold someone said: “We lost everything because of you.”, And a rock landed on Derricks’ head; this made Derrick bleed. Just as he was about to regain his posture, another rock landed on him, and someone else screamed “He destroyed our lives, we should be the ones to kill him.”, “YEAH!!!!!” the whole crowd shouted in unison.

“SILENCE!!!!”, a powerful aura surged out and landed on the crowd; it was the king. “The prisoner has been sentenced to death by beheading by his Lord, and none of you have neither the power nor the right to kill him, so shut up.” said the king in a serious voice.

Derrick got up and continued towards the scaffold. On reaching the scaffold, he was handed over to the executioner. The executioner shackled him and placed his head into position. A man in white robes walked over and opened a scroll, and then said: ” Theodore Mayer, you have been sentenced to death by beheading by his Holy emperor of The Domain of Zhsh for various crimes including murder, theft, and sedation against his holy emperors rule. Do you have any last words?”

“Are you comfortable about you walking around Luthor in that spotless robe, it might get dirty.” said Derrick.

“I see.” replied the man in the white robe.

“Begin.” said the man in the robe.

The town square grew silent.

The executioner raised his blade high and started descending the blade at a fast pace.

*Thwap*, the sound of a blade piercing a body resounded in the square. Blood splattered everywhere.

*Thung**clank**clank* The executioner’s axe fell from the scaffold; everyone looked at the executioner, the executioner’s hand were placed on his chest, grabbing a small dart knife that was piercing through his chest.

A man in black robes appeared on the scaffold; he held a rope dart in his hands, one of the blades of the rope dart could be seen in the chest of the executioner.

The executioner fell on his knees, still grabbing the blade, the man started walking towards Derrick, “Damn it! I cannot leave you alone, Can I?” questioned the man in an irritated manner.

“I knew you’d come.” replied Derrick with a smirk on his face.

“Wipe that smirk off your face.” said the man in an angry voice.

He removed the shackles holding Derrick and removed Derrick from the Scaffold. He then gave Derrick two pills, Derrick consumed them hastily, and all wound on his body healed completely, and a powerful aura oozed out from his body, one even mightier than that of the Highking Luthor.

The man in the black robes turned around and looked at the executioner, “Now, what to do with you?” asked the man. “I know.” the man flicked the rope dart in his hand pulled it back, blood gushed out from the executioner’s mouth as he dropped dead on the ground.

“Did you bring my stuff?” asked Derrick in a curious manner.

The man turned around and Two katanas appeared in his hands, he threw them towards Derrick.

“I don’t understand why you use them. It’s not like they are necessary for you to fight.” said the man in the robes.

“You know quite well why I use them Will.” replied Derrick.

“Once an emotional fool, always an emotional fool I guess.” William replied while struggling his shoulders.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. let’s move; we have work to do.” said Derrick.

“Yes Boss.” said William while smiling.

They both turned towards the plethora of guards rushing towards them. Derrick smiled and clasped his hands.

“Let’s dance.” said William.

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