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Born a Solider, Lived a Demon


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#1 Hector the Hooded

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Posted 20 December 2007 - 07:48 PM

"Allow me to start by saying I do not repeat myself. Pay attention, my young pupil, or you may find your knowledge lacking in the days to come."
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"267 years ago I signed up for the Imperial Legion. I dreamt of being a solider since I was a small boy, and I was overjoyed once I was enlisted. I assure you, things are not always as they seem. Corruption, bribery, extortion, murder, cover ups - these are just a few things that the "Noble" Imperial Legion loved to whet its beak in. By Dagon's third Arm, my superior owned and ran a legalized brothel!"

"Now, the assignments....those I enjoyed. Brutality was not frowned upon, nor excessive force. I excelled in those categories. Promotion after promotion, raise after raise. My lust for power was above all..... insatiable. Citizen after citizen learned my name and knew to hide once the saw my heavily decorate cape, my war axe and battered armor."

"My superior officer had arranged a hit on me by the Brotherhood. He feared my lust for power would eventually make me set my sights on his position. He was right. However, years in the legion and even more training for the legion gave me skills needed to prevail. However, I was not prepared to kill a female. Even an assassin. Metal clung, curses flew, blood spilled. I was, of course, eventually victorious....however as I prepared do make a final blow she muttered but a single phrase over and over. To the void we all shall go. Bone chilling. In a moment of hesitation and comprehsion of what she was saying I neglected to see her Stiletto. She drove it into my knee. This sent me into a enraged state, in which I not I only killed her, I mutilated her. The eyes. Chest. Fingers. Toes. When I was done... she couldn't even be distingushed as a human anymore."

"I pulled the stiletto out of my knee and manage to climb into a chair. Using the remains of my shirt, I fashioned a bandage and with some basic healing knowledge I disinfected the wound. I wasn't done. I climbed up the ladder in the hallway to my so called "superior's" room and found him sound asleep. I whispered into his ear, "No one fucks with me" and drove the stiletto through his jaw, upwards into his brain."

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#2 Ryu Doppler

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Posted 24 December 2007 - 02:08 PM

Very interesting story Hector! I'm always a fan of some darker Fan-Fiction. :cheers:
A moderate amount of evil is nature to all.
If one is to control their nature, then they
must accept both the light and the dark.

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