The hood went off from the head of the cloak, and I could see someone looking like a human standing before me. It was a man with a scar looking like a letter x on his whole face going end to end. His eyes were pitch black, and he didn’t look so happy about his comrade being thrown through the window and disappearing on the train track. He threw the cloak off his body, and it was visible now that he was looking like a human. However, it didn’t look like his whole body was covered in green, only his right arm. The man stepped to the side to see Valdor and me in the middle of the wagon. Valdor took a step back to protect the civilians.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“Why does a petty human like you ask that?” he countered.
“Because you have killed a couple of women in Paladin woods, and you are a serial murderer,” I answered.
He started to laugh like it was looking like I was joking and then said:
“If I am a serial murderer, then who is the murderer of my family…WHO IS THE MURDERER OF A WIFE AND A MOTHER, WHO IS THE MURDERER OF THREE CHILDREN THAT WERE SLAUGHTERED BY SAMANTHA LOOKING TO WEAKEN THE SOLDIERS THAT FOUGHT THE WAR? WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THAT! ANSWER THAT TO ME. VALDOR DIDN’T DO ANYTHING TO KEEP THE PEACE IN PALADIN WOODS. YOUR INVESTIGATOR'S INCOMPETENCE IN SOLVING CERTAIN MURDERS AND LEAVING THE CASE OPEN BECAUSE YOU ARE AFRAID TO GO ALL THE WAY TO VALIANT AND START A NEW WAR WITH ALL THE COMPLICATIONS BUILD UP IN VALIANT AFTER THE WAR, SAMANTHA SHOULD BE IN JAIL. WELL…as news to you…I will start the war, and I hope your eyes open up to what they are out after. The one you threw out the window was the only one standing in the way of Samantha's soldiers to come up here; where will you find a powerful Krat to stop her armies from coming up to earth and attack the humans? I don’t feel his presence anymore; he is dead, and you just killed a human being, which is not allowed in Paladin Boy.” He uttered with a smile.
I lost my focus for a second and tried to gather my thoughts, but it was a black figure shaped like a human being. It can’t be right; it was only a black figure. That was not a human being. I could see Valdor’s sad look on his face. Was the green guy right that I had just thrown a human being out of the wagon?
“Th…That is impossible! It was just a black figure shaped like a human being.” I told the man.
He stopped smiling and shook his head.
“What you saw was a very powerful Krat that had the powers to cover up his whole body with aura, but after he heard my story and the unfairness I had to go through, he helped me out. He was also helping humans that other Krat creatures from Valiant tried to infest; he was like their underground hero, and you just killed their hero.” He spoke.
I looked down at my hands and couldn’t believe what I had just heard. It can’t be true. I would never kill a human being. I tried to get my thoughts together to focus.
“I don’t have a long time left; you have to attack before all your wounds get opened when I will disappear.” I heard the voice inside my head telling me.
I stepped forward, and the man's green hand came up. I hesitated for a moment when I saw Valdor's facial expression freeze. I turned around and saw something massive in the tunnel approaching us. It plowed through the tracks like nothing and destroyed everything in Its path, closing in on the train. It was quiet for a moment, with only the sound of the train, until the giant creature catched up to the last wagon we were in. The civilians started running forward on the train, and the green-hand man followed suit. When Valdor tried to hit him, he moved quickly to the side and ran past Valdor toward the first wagon. The enormous creature opened its razor-sharp teeth and took a big chunk of the wagon with me and Valdor just staring. Half the wagon was gone, and it didnt have any eyes; it looked like a worm made in a lab and started to jump forward now on the tracks. I quickly turned around, trying to open the door so we could move to the other wagon, but it was fudging locked.
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“Yeah! A mission, oh Berk! No fudging kidding, Veronica. The amount of overkill this mission has passed is like 1000; we should have been at least 20 people on this mission.”
The creature stopped and looked like it would jump again toward the wagon to eat more until a bright light showed, and I quickly put up my arm to cover my eyes. I tried to sneak peek, but something was shining in yellow everywhere and I couldn't see anything. I tried looking down, and I could see my foot. I noticed only an intense light on the edge of the half wagon we had left; when I looked up, Valdor was holding the mouth of the creature open, facing me. His razor-sharp teeth had speared through his palms and feet, so he was more or less stuck. I was in awe of how this incredible man was holding down a massive monster when suddenly something spiked through his chest, with a lot of blood coming out of his mouth. It shocked me while trying to move forward to help out, but I couldn't. The spike that had gone through his chest looked like it tried to return; it was pointless because it looked stuck there, and there was a squeaking sound from the creature.
“Y…you must hurry, Berk! It's an Octarius Worm from the demon world. The only way to kill it is to bleed it out; this spear-shaped teeth is its weakest point. You must punch through my chest and grab the tip while pushing it backward so it gets loose and pull the spear teeth out. It will bleed to death.” He said with a weak voice followed by a cough.
Was he joking with me right now to punch through his chest?
“B…But you will die if I punch through your chest; I am very certain of it,” I explained to him.
He smiled and started to cough blood again.
“Yes! But I would at the same time save over 100 civilians that are safe in the other wagons.”
Why was he sacrificing himself like this? Wasn’t he some king? Doesn’t he need to survive to help his people out?
“Stop joking like that!” I commented.
“DO IT! Does this seem like I am going to survive either way?” He tried screaming with a weak voice and even started to cough more blood now.
“I can’t kill you; that is not possible,” I told him, noticing tears in my eyes, trying to wipe them off in a lame attempt to hide the tears.
“It's not your fault Berk!... Gandor, please take over and do what I told the boy to do.” He said, and I suddenly lost control of my body.
The voice in my head said:
“Sorry, boy! I know Valdor, and he would rather save you and 100 of his people than try to get out alive. I can't wait for you because I will disappear any second, so I will act now to keep everyone alive,” Gandor said.
My hands got covered with a black aura, and I tried to control them. I couldn’t do anything other than look at it while the hands suddenly pushed together into a fist, with the black aura turning to black fire on my hands. My body stepped back, and my right shoulder leaned backward like it was taking a stance.
“I am sorry, my friend,” I commented, noticing it was Gandor speaking.
“It’s okay, Gandor! You understand why we do this, and the people go first. End this!”
Like a flash, my arm had gone through Valdors chest, and it grabbed something, and my hand made a hard pull backward. The creature let go of its grip, and a high-pitched squealing sound came from it while we were still moving. Valdor fell on his knees, and I quickly hurried to the ground and hugged him to keep him up.
“Take care of Isabella.” That was the last thing he uttered before suddenly everything stopped, and a river of blood was covering the tracks behind us.
I tried to shake him a little bit to try and wake him up or even get any movement, but I could feel the body was completely lifeless. There were no movements, breathing, or heartbeat in the chest area, and the train started to slow down and then stopped, but I didn't care about that anymore. The king was dead, and the mission had failed.
“Valdor…Wake up…VALDOR…WAKE UP! I screamed out when the door to the wagon opened.
I just heard a voice that was trembling behind me.
“Y…You killed him; I saw your fist go through his chest when I looked through the window from the other wagon. Y…you killed the king of the people.” A female voice spoke out, but I didnt care what the fuck she was trying to tell me.
The pain came back again in my body, and blood splattered out from the down-left area of my stomach, with all the exhaustion catching up to me. All my wounds have opened up again, and I think that I was now bleeding out. While Valdor was resting his dead body against mine, I put some strength into it and leaned my head against his shoulder, closing my eyes. I only wanted to relax and wait until I bled out and died on the train with The King Of Valiant.