01-07-2015, 01:17 PM
Father Stone fumed about the treachery he felt from the little brat, she had to have found out, with all her scouring for godlings that had escaped. He knew she had something to do with it. His blood boiled. How could she? For everything he'd done for her?
He got up from his bed and opened the door. Two men in black robes stood outside the door. There was only a moment of though before Father Stone tried to make a run for it. He didn't even get past the guards before one clothes-lined him across the throat. Father Stone fell backwards to the ground panting for air from the blow. His head bounced off the hard concrete floor and he was sure he was bleeding. But the kick to his gut gave him more things to worry about. The guards kicked him until he managed to crawl into his room. Whence they stopped.
So much for escape. He would have come back, maybe...Freedom was far from thought, he knew the Atharim, he WAS Atharim. How could they do this to him?
He got up from his bed and opened the door. Two men in black robes stood outside the door. There was only a moment of though before Father Stone tried to make a run for it. He didn't even get past the guards before one clothes-lined him across the throat. Father Stone fell backwards to the ground panting for air from the blow. His head bounced off the hard concrete floor and he was sure he was bleeding. But the kick to his gut gave him more things to worry about. The guards kicked him until he managed to crawl into his room. Whence they stopped.
So much for escape. He would have come back, maybe...Freedom was far from thought, he knew the Atharim, he WAS Atharim. How could they do this to him?