Just like the rest of the world the Caribbean has it’s own nature preserve islands
This one in particular, Contigo, the main source of agricultural growth and sustenance in the Caribbean, is under the strict control of Madvillainy
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Grrrtrrrrrrrrrrrtrrrrrt!
Splat!
The thick forest of trees and bushes now drizzled with blood
“Hmph!” Apollo grunts in dissatisfaction as he is the only one here knocking out rather than kill the opposition,
“I thought I would feel a lot happier being in nature against
But this is,
This is not what I had in mind”
“Cry about it later!” Lyra swoops down from above,
Two has passed since our fighting on Contigo began one of the larger and more dense islands traversing it on foot was the only option
Grttt!
Shots firing can be heard off in the distance
The remnants that follow Lyra clear quickly round up Brandon’s lackeys
(It is quite refreshing to be surrounded by nature again, even if surrounded by death)
There is a single building located in the north central region of Contigo…
“We are nearing the Merde plains where the factory is, be on guard there are no trees to cover us” warns Lyra
The Contigo factory is where all food produce is processed and packaged after harvested, it may seem like mug but the ones who controls this island and factory essentially controls seventy nine percent of all food in the Caribbean, many people not sided with Madvillainy have died of hunger already…
“These people fight with fear,” I comment as we step out of the thick forest and then knee deep into a river that separates the forest plains across
“Are you sacred Kage?” Lyra who isn’t airborne now due to open fields ahead, chides
“This whole time you have been sticking close to Apollo, barely doing anything”
“I have no arrows, firstly and what I can do besides that requires time, which I won’t have in the middle of a gun fight,”
(Plus I haven’t actually tested this out yet)
….
…..
“Apollo can you run ahead of us, your sword can cover us from bullets,” Himari hisses
The silhouette of the factory coming into view
Croup-croup-croup
The grass crunches below our feet echoing in the silent night
“Remember we have take the factory back not destroy it” Lyra informs
“I’ll handle this one then” I suggest
…..
“You have something up your sleeve?” Apollo unable to hide the curiosity in voice,
(Yes)
“You will see” I answer vaguely
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“God this is why I hate this ring” Lyra whispers in disgust,
We near the factory compound built disgustingly intrusive into field, large iron gates serve as guards against the vines desperately trying retake their territory,
The area around the factory is also littered with plastics, old crates and machine parts
“No respect for nature” Apollo grunts, looking up at the black smoke arising from within the factory
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A light flashes overhead, we immediately press down against grass
(It was wise of Himari to advise only us four to take this on,
If we came with the rest of remnants we would already be spotted)
“You better speak up on what your planning to do now pirate,” Himari demands
“Because I am already formulating ways to cause the least damage possible to this facility”
“Fear,”
“Excuse?”
“These people fight with fear,
I’ve been observing it for a while now,
They aren’t afraid of us killing them,
They fear bringing shame or upsetting their leader,
I wonder how terrifying Brandon really is?”
“What does it that have to do with anything Kage?”
(Three armed outside, the rest are probably inside)
“I don’t know, I just thought I’d share what I observed”
(Fear is their most dominant feeling, I can use that)
“hhhhh” Taking a deep breath I form in my hand not the bow but a bass guitar, standing up facing the factory
Ever since meeting Lyra again, I’ve been able to feel others emotion
It really made me realize that emotions not only have a feeling
They have a sound too
(Or maybe I’m just crazy) Bwongg!
I strum once, the sound reverberates thorough the fields loudly, immediately alerting the men
Bwangg!
On my second strum the vibration begins to tremor within myself,
Lyra, Apollo and Hiamri watch curious as to what exactly I am going to do…
….
Bwengg!
….!!
The third strum finally allows the men to pinpoint out location
Apollo grips his sword getting ready to shield us from incoming bullets
(Dirge of Fear)
Bummm!
Bumnn!
Buming!
“AGHHHHHH!!
YAHHHHHHHHH!
EEIYUUUHHHHH!
(That’s what I’ll call this)
Bloodcurdling screams begin to bellow out
BASH!
CRASH!
SHATTER!!
The sounds of bodies slumping to the floor and throwing themselves soon follow
The three behind watch in confused awe
“MERCY-MERCY-MERCYYY!!”
As the voices scream and plead helplessly, I continue to strum away
…….
Aiyyee!
The painfully last painful scream goes off
…..
The night becomes silent once more.
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A gruesome sight.
We make our way into the compound passing many foamy mouthed corpses
Their eyes frozen in perpetual fear
Some had shot themselves, some jumped though windows,
But one thing was for certain,
They were all dead
Walking silently, I look at my work
My actions
(This is what I caused)
Done by hands
A loud buzzing grates into my ear,
(I’m used to it now)
All that matters now is the destruction in front of me
(I don’t feel guilt by it)
“…..”
Himari might be speaking right now but I don’t hear her over the buzzing,
“Dirge of Fear,” I mutter out loud
“They died from their own extreme fear, their strongest emotion currently.”
(This is what I call art.)