I came up with this idea last night... Just a prologue to the actual story. Will be great- i promise. I will update it asap, but i have my first A2 exam on May 18...so it might take a week or so.
For those who read 'Alexis' I am in the process of finishing that goddammed chapter. just a few more paragraphs and editting (coz my spelling sucks and i need to tweek it here and there)
Anyway. Enjoy this. Tell me if your interested as that means i might actually put up another chapter by Friday or Saturday night :)
War is a time of fear and fighting, a time of hatred and suspicion and a time of life and death. With war comes oppression, tyranny and destruction; and from that a seed of vengeance is sown. The thirst for vengeance thrives and blossoms as the war goes on, vendettas are sworn and revenge is sought.
When a war ends, peace is said to sweep the land and harmony is established once more. However, that is only on the outside an appearance that is put in place to maintain this 'peace', deep inside unfulfilled vendettas rage and thrash in the hearts of the people, hatred and distrust still lingers in people's eyes and voices. They act brotherly and laugh over tea, but each glances at the other wondering if the war would ever come back.
Most are thankful that it is over, yet there are some who wish they had a chance of revenge a chance to kill the killer of their father, their mother's rapist, the person who orphaned their nieces and nephews…
With war there is always a price. Even when it is over the residue still resides there, it still hangs fresh in the air and people's mind like the metallic tang of blood on the tongue, like the foul smell of death in the air, like the cloak of evil that smothers the heart of a killer.
This hatred and distrust of your previous opponent keeps you on your toes, your awareness heightened and your senses alive. At their slightest error you are ready to fight, ready to take advantage of any out of step actions and ready to fulfil long forgotten promises.
You seek out a means to redeem your honour, your family's honour, your pride and the dignity of your people. You seek out any means possible, anyway to get that revenge…yet you are wary, cautious and careful of your actions. You do not wish for another war, you do not wish for those days to be relived. You wish for a simple and easy way, quiet and discreet…and fast.
So you call in on the Black Numbers. You visit the Black Numbers and you put forward your request. You are given a slip of paper. If you are lucky there will be a number on it. Keep that paper. It is the only confirmation that your request will be carried out. Destroy that number when the deed is done. If you are lucky, you will get a number…the luckiest is he who gets the highest.
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