08-21-2014, 08:42 PM
Luciano laughed a forced laugh. "You murdered my dad and then say you have no desire to kill me."
Luciano shuddered as Giovanni grinned at him again. Luciano was being held above the ground and Giovanni had to look up at him, but there was no question which one of the two was in charge in the situation.
"Kill!"
"A chance..."
Caos and Ordine struggled for supremacy in the situation. Giovanni was tired of the voices always taking control, but they had good ideas. Giovanni didn't choose one. He would let Luciano choose.
"As I remember, Luciano, he came to kill me. I was defending myself. You're quick to deal out judgement on matters you don't understand."
Giovanni formed another thread of air and wrapped it around his nephew's neck. It wasn't tight enough for the boy to feel it, but it was prepared nonetheless.
"No, I didn't want to kill my brother, and I don't want to kill you either, but I'll do what must be done."
"You said that already. What the hell do you mean?"
Luciano was beginning to panic.
"It's up to you how this situation ends. You leave Moscow, stop hunting me, and never return, and I will let you go. I will not hunt or pursue you. You will live - likely a long and happy life. If you return, I will kill you. If you do not find these terms acceptable then I'll do the deed now. I'm tired of being hunted and won't accept it anymore. So what's your choice."
Luciano's panic was still there, but there was a determination in his eyes. Giovanni shook his head as Luciano said, "Fuck off."
"That's your answer then."
The panic returned as Giovanni tightened the air thread around Luciano's neck and twisted sharply. There was a loud crack as Giovanni released the threads holding Luciano up and his body fell to the ground lifeless.
Giovanni searched Luciano again, finding two thousand CCD dollars on his person. There was nothing else of value. The warehouse had a dirt floor and Giovanni dug a hole and buried Luciano in it. He didn't need police asking questions.
Giovanni felt a freedom that he hadn't felt before. The Atharim might still pursue him, but he could fight back. He would train and get better - both in the power and physically. He would be ready for them - after all, he was their superior.
Luciano shuddered as Giovanni grinned at him again. Luciano was being held above the ground and Giovanni had to look up at him, but there was no question which one of the two was in charge in the situation.
"Kill!"
"A chance..."
Caos and Ordine struggled for supremacy in the situation. Giovanni was tired of the voices always taking control, but they had good ideas. Giovanni didn't choose one. He would let Luciano choose.
"As I remember, Luciano, he came to kill me. I was defending myself. You're quick to deal out judgement on matters you don't understand."
Giovanni formed another thread of air and wrapped it around his nephew's neck. It wasn't tight enough for the boy to feel it, but it was prepared nonetheless.
"No, I didn't want to kill my brother, and I don't want to kill you either, but I'll do what must be done."
"You said that already. What the hell do you mean?"
Luciano was beginning to panic.
"It's up to you how this situation ends. You leave Moscow, stop hunting me, and never return, and I will let you go. I will not hunt or pursue you. You will live - likely a long and happy life. If you return, I will kill you. If you do not find these terms acceptable then I'll do the deed now. I'm tired of being hunted and won't accept it anymore. So what's your choice."
Luciano's panic was still there, but there was a determination in his eyes. Giovanni shook his head as Luciano said, "Fuck off."
"That's your answer then."
The panic returned as Giovanni tightened the air thread around Luciano's neck and twisted sharply. There was a loud crack as Giovanni released the threads holding Luciano up and his body fell to the ground lifeless.
Giovanni searched Luciano again, finding two thousand CCD dollars on his person. There was nothing else of value. The warehouse had a dirt floor and Giovanni dug a hole and buried Luciano in it. He didn't need police asking questions.
Giovanni felt a freedom that he hadn't felt before. The Atharim might still pursue him, but he could fight back. He would train and get better - both in the power and physically. He would be ready for them - after all, he was their superior.