This chapter is still kinda not Jasam point of view but we are getting there...This one I hope ups the anti....Hope you enjoy this chapter and please read and review...
I don't own that characters except for Dimitri and maybe/maybe not the mysterious guy...Otherwise the characters are owned by GH.....
Chapter 2-???
The mysterious figure poked the stoker into the fire as the roaring flames began to ebb away. The flaming light cast somber shadows around the dimly lit room. The person was impatiently waiting for some very important news. Behind him, he heard the rustle of a door being opened and then closed.
The messenger shuffled his feet from side to side in pure nervousness. Finally he cleared his throat to get the attention of the man standing by the fireplace looking into the flames like he was entranced by its movements. He didn't wait for the man to turn around before he started talking.
"Ummm….Sir….The….The…..job is completed. It went off as planned….Exactly like how you said it would be…." The man continued to shuffle his feet in anxiety….
"Very well," a deep scratchy voice answered, "Those who helped in the successful completion of this mission will be rewarded richly…." He gave a soft laugh of derision then turned around to face the fearful man.
His cold dark brown eyes roved up and down the man's form and a sardonic smile marred his handsome features.
"Dimitri….Don't fear me….You look like you want to piss your pants….Loosen up."
He gave him a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. Dimitri chuckled softly and allowed the tiny smile to replace his strained features….Immediately the tension drained from his body…
"I am sorry, sir….I….I have just been hearing such horrible things about you that I didn't know how to react…."
"You know what they say….Don't believe everything you hear…"
"Yes sir…" he gulped back down the ball of fear that was forming in his throat.
"You are dismissed," the powerful man said curtly.
"Of course sir." He gave a small bow and turned towards the door. He didn't even move two steps before he felt a sharp object pierce his upper back. He fell to his knees and then flopped down onto the ground.
He very well knew he was going to die today. The stoker had been burrowed too deep into his back. He felt a boot heel in the small of his back as the stoker was pulled out of him.
"You see Dimitri…You are no longer are of any use to me….Therefore I had to kill you."
He looked up and saw the dark man pull out a small perfumed handkerchief from his breast pocket. He took it and wiped his blood off the tip.
"As a matter of fact, pretty much everyone who participated in this plan is now of no use…As we speak, a bomb is set to go off in……" he deliberately looked at his watch, "Now!!!"
He turned around, laughing maniacally. This man was a psycho.
"The things you have heard about me….Well….They are all true….The thing is you stupid foolish man believed that I was not and this exactly is your price to pay…I was considering sparing you but you dug your grave. Now you have to lie in it."
Dimitri by now had lost a lot of blood and had turned a deathly pale color.
"You seem to be at the end of your run. I think I shall leave you alone to think of the things you have done…Goodbye junge."
He was already headed to the door but before he could completely leave Dimitri alone, he turned around.
"Once last thing….Don't ever dare to call me sir again or be easy in my presence….Only certain people are allowed that concession." His last words were laced with a tinge of affection. With those parting words, he walked out and shut the door quietly.
In the room Dimitri lay still as he closed his startling blue eyes and took his final living breath.
Finito peeps...