12-03-2014, 08:38 PM
The Mockingbird curled up like a porcupine against a wolf. Damien's eyes narrowed at the sudden change, and were drawn down further when the man looked up at him with tear-stained eyes full of innocent hatred.
He waved away the aimed rifles and with only a slight hesitation his soldiers resumed a resting guard. Damien knelt down, embroidered gold still smouldering. "What happened to you?"
he said in a whisper.
He tread a path of thin ice with this approach. The rewards though. They would be worth the cost. "You never wanted to be a murderer, a villain. All you wanted was to be recognized for what you were. But they shunned you."
Damien's voice softened to sympathy after the sharp sting. "I have felt the same pain. Convicted and sentenced to die because they were too afraid of the possibilities. Too afraid of accepting what I was, what I could become."
Damien took the Mockingbird by the shoulder and hauled him upright. "Do not waste yourself on such petty crime. Instead of a man that is loathed, you can become Lord Gregory, adored as a liberator and feared by your enemies. I give you the chance to use your talents for a greater purpose, and you will never have to fear those who have wronged you again."
Damien ventured a smile of liquid gold. "I lured you here not to insult you, but to offer you my help, Lord Gregory. Accept it, and I will put your talents to a more worthy use. There is only one thing I ask in return. Like a the humble caterpillar, you must shed your old skin to become something greater. For Lord Gregory to shine, the Mockingbird must die."
He waved away the aimed rifles and with only a slight hesitation his soldiers resumed a resting guard. Damien knelt down, embroidered gold still smouldering. "What happened to you?"
he said in a whisper.
He tread a path of thin ice with this approach. The rewards though. They would be worth the cost. "You never wanted to be a murderer, a villain. All you wanted was to be recognized for what you were. But they shunned you."
Damien's voice softened to sympathy after the sharp sting. "I have felt the same pain. Convicted and sentenced to die because they were too afraid of the possibilities. Too afraid of accepting what I was, what I could become."
Damien took the Mockingbird by the shoulder and hauled him upright. "Do not waste yourself on such petty crime. Instead of a man that is loathed, you can become Lord Gregory, adored as a liberator and feared by your enemies. I give you the chance to use your talents for a greater purpose, and you will never have to fear those who have wronged you again."
Damien ventured a smile of liquid gold. "I lured you here not to insult you, but to offer you my help, Lord Gregory. Accept it, and I will put your talents to a more worthy use. There is only one thing I ask in return. Like a the humble caterpillar, you must shed your old skin to become something greater. For Lord Gregory to shine, the Mockingbird must die."