The sound of gunfire cracks through the morning dew followed by the thump of a corpse hitting the earth.
"Next prisoner!"
Drug up by a pair of heavily armed soldiers is a single person, nah, man. They stop shortly before a group of rifle wielding masked soldiers led by a single man.
"Major Roman Torchwick, you have been found guilty of murder, rape, pillage, looting, misuse of royal funds, desertion and the heinous crime of treason against His Majesty armed forces. By the decrees set by His Majesty King Arc, you have been sentenced to death by firing squad and total forfeit of all asset. How do you plea?"
Silence until..."Hahaha, you really believe the crock of shit don't you,Sir Black." States Roman," You know as well as everyone else on the damn hill that everything I did was permitted by the crown. But due to the war being over y'all are just cleaning up loose ends. Tell me, just how much did you make off the lives of my men, who died on this very field for you to mock them!"
Sir Black just chuckles and says," Roman, I am a Member of His Majesty Council, I could never profit off the suffering of the men who gave their life for this great Kingdom. Now if you don't have anything more to say of value,OPEN FIRE MEN!"
"FUCK YOU MERCURY BLACK!" screams Roman before the firing squad fires their rifles at the same time into the chest of Roman Torchwick.
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Roman slowly comes to a awaken state. " Slept long enough haven't you, you damn traitor?" States a cultured feminine voice.
As Roman opens his eyes, he realizes that he's still alive and quickly gets up off the cot. "Where am I and who are you? Asks Roman.
" I'm surprised you don't recognize me, even after the fact you razed my family's estate with my mother still inside ignoring her pleas for help". Says the voice as Roman turns to face the voice.
The person he saw he recognized as Countess Winter Schnee, current heir to the Schnee family fortune.
Before he could he say anything," Now, I know you're wondering why and how you're still alive and I'm abo-" Winter begins saying before Roman interrupts," I'm too fabulous and assholish to die from a mere firing squad." Roman states with a grin.
"As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me, the crown decided that even though the war with the Vaocuans is over, there are still elements holding out that conventional soldiers can not handle. This is why it was decided that a new group would be assembled from convicted criminals and traitors. It was decided that your skills at actions that are...unsavory for most men of Gentry would be perfect in this line of work" States Winter.
" I assume you're not taking no for an answer." says Roman.
" You have two choices Roman. One, you accept this offer and you will live and fight for King and country. However, you will not receive any promotions, no rewards, and if you die or get caught performing any unauthorized activities, you will be shot and killed. Your family claim to nobility will be revoked and stricken from the Book of Arc. Second, if you refuse this offer, I will remove your head from your body and leave it to feed the rats" says Winter .
"When you put it like that, It seems that I have no choice but to accept the offer don't I." States Roman
"Splendid, welcome to His Majesty 1st Grenadier Division Roman Torchwick or should I call you Baron Torchwick." Says Winter with a slight smile.
"No, just call me Major. Major Torchwick"
Just something I wrote to pass the time while my roast chicken was cooking.