Battle Of A Storm

Wilson exit out of the tent to encounter the others standing outside, but the only one he forces his eye on was Cecilia.

"Cecilia you should go inside, she will need someone to be by her side."

"Yes I go in right now."

Cecilia didn't understand what was happening at the moment until entering inside the tent to find the answer that made the girl as well became shock.

Seeing Victor laying on that bed brought Cecilia to tears as she began to cry as well.

Roland wanted to be by his sister, but wasn't sure if he should or give her some space.

"You should be inside as well for your sister." Wilson put a hand on his shoulder as Roland nodded to what the mean.

He too enter the tent leaving it now Wilson, Hellfang and now Gaston.

"Well this is sure an interesting night for me."

Gaston spoke as he broke the silence in the air as both look at him.

"What?."

"You really need to watch your mouth Gaston." Wilson said as he pushed the man to start walking.

Talking Gaston back to be tie back up like the rest of the hostages. Wilson was take a moment to look at markus seeing the young man look like a soulless being as he stared at the ground the whole time he was tied up.

Wilson felt no pity for him as this just what happens when one of the sides win a battle. After finalying up tying up Gaston him and Hellfang was returning to the party until one of Elbert men stand in his way.

"What is it?." Wilson asks.

"My lord wish for you and your curse beast to join him in his tent." the man answer

Hellfang growl in anger when he heard the man call him by the curses name his people have been mark by for many years. Wilson calmed him down and go on to speak.

"My friend's name here is Hellfang do well to remember that."

"Whatever." the man said as he signed the two of them to follow him to where the man took to a big tent where Elbert were celebrating in.

Outside the tent where two of Elbert men on guard duty when they saw them coming the two men open the entrance of the tent for them to enter.

Wilson saw that it was Elbert, his general and a few other men inside as well as a few women who are Wilson working whores at their side serving them drinks and feeding them.

"Ah! Wilson it is good that your here my champion of the battlefield the man who brought me victory. Let us toast to the man and celebration to our hearts d.e.s.i.r.e for this night."

Everyone inside cheer to Wilson, but the men quickly stop them from further cheering for him.

"I was not the one to bring victory on the battlefield it was another a young man named Victor."

"Oh if so where is he, I would like to thank him."

"Sadly that can not happen my lord since the young man was greatly wounded in battle and will need lots of rest."

Elbert got up from where he seat and walk up to Wilson standing in front of him.

"Sadly indeed then let us celebration in his honor then for bring victory." Wilson said as everyone cheer for him instead.

They all party drinking, eating and enjoying the s.e.x.u.a.l p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e that was going inside the tent.

Wilson on the other hand was only drinking while staring at a dagger in his hand that belong to Victor when he uses it at the battlefield.

Elbert notices this and come up to the man with a drink in his and and two girls in each arm.

"That a nice dagger you are holding in your hand like it very important to you."

"Ah this dagger you can say that or I like to say this dagger is a special since it has been handed down."

Elbert can see a story was coming, so he sent the girls away and seat next to the man waiting to hear this story.

"This dagger belong to man I once knew that man gave me this dagger when I was a bit younger in my time. That same man I would like to say about was like a father to me."

"What has happened to this man?." Elbert asked

"Like what happens to all men like us, he die with glory on the battlefield."

Wilson answer Elbert question then pour a huge amount of his drink down his throat to hoping to wish away a painful memory.

"Then the dagger your holding your hand is that same one you have given to the young Victor."

"It is my lord this same dagger that saved the young soul life from death. Now my lord if you don't mind me asking my own question do you."

"Not at all ask alway." Elbert gave permission.

"normally during a job, I never ask the one's paying us about what we're fighting for as it none of our business or even care to know, but for just this one time tell me Elbert, what me and my man who giving our lives for your ambition fighting for."

Elbert heard what Wilson has ask him as the man took a moment of silent drinking from his cup while looking at the people enjoying their time in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

"Well to answer that of what you have asked me, your going to have to hear a long story that come with my answer that I'll sadly promise to tell you another time as I hope you understand."

"Of course my lord if you feel a need to tell me another time when your ready, I will be there to listen."

Elbert smile as he seem like he had made a great friend even if Wilson is a hired sword.

"Then let us enjoy the warmness and p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of these women here."

Wilson chuckle a little and clang his cup with Elbert and the two sent out to join in on the fun with others inside the tent.

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Darkness that is all Victor could only see all around him.

"What is going on? Could this mean I am dead?."

Victor spoke as he words echo throughout the darkness as only he can hear his own voice.

"I don't understand, I am dead or not as all I can see only darkness."

(no you're not dead... yet)

Victor hears a voice within the darkness that make the young Victor feel a cold chill go down his spin.

"Who there?." Victor ask as only a moment pass where that same voice spoke.

(I am what flows within your body…. The blood you were gifted by your father... I am you... your inner demons)

Victor was confused by what this mystery voice words.

(confused are you hahahaha.... That is to be able to understand.... But sadly we will not have the time to get to know one another….. You need to become stronger as you are weak...…. You will for killing must be stronger)

This mysteries voice said as it disappear leaving the sound of laughter to be the only thing heard echoing to only Victor to hear as he then awaken with could sweet running down his body.

"Did I dream? Or ... was that real." Victor said as he notices that something like that was wrong.

Victor look around as it was only him inside and see that he was a in tent laying on a bed with bandages covering the half side of his face and around his lower body.

"Oh that right the wounds that I received from battle are real because I can no longer see from one of my eyes."

Victor gave out a small laugh while he slowly rise up from his bed and got off only to fall to his knees fast. A sharp pain shot out throughout Victor body reminding him that he should be resting still not moving at all.

"Victor! What the hell are you doing?" a familiar female voice was what Victor heard.

Victor turn his to see Lydia standing inside the tent with a bow filled with water with a towel in it being held to her side and in her other hand were fresh bandages.

She was taken on the job of taking care of him for the time being while Cecilia and Roland rest.

Lydia quickly put down both of them down and rush to Victor aid.

"Are you made boy, you not suppose to be moving at a time like this as your body needs time to heal."

Lydia put one of his arms around her as she lifted him up and slowly lay him back to his bed.

"Lydia, what happen?." Victor asked as it seem that was his only concern.

"Well Victor the battle was won by our side thanks to you."

"What do you mean?."

"Before you pass out the man you killed was the commander of the enemy army. Victor this was your very own victory that you calmed on you own that is something to be proud of."

Victor repay those words over and over his head and had a different feeling, one that was unhappiness.

"Lydia you say that I calm victory on the battlefield, but for the cost for such a aichment was one of my eyes."

Lydia was quite as she only looked at Victor as he only had a disappointment look on his face.

She wishes to say a few words that could cheer him up, but there was none Lydia could speak and only began taking care of him taking off the blood stained bandages.

While doing so she notices the wounds on him was healing fast then that of a normal human, but Lydia pay no mind to it and kept on using the towel to clean the wounds.

Then use the fresh bandages to cover the wounds.

"There that should do it, now I would like you to lay back down and rest ok."

Victor did what she told to do and lay back down.

"Thank you…. Lydia." Victor said as he quietly close his eyes.

Lydia smiled and got up ready to leave, but stop to take one more look at him before exiting out of the tent letting Victor to rest more.