Chapter 9: The Revolt
A/N: its gonna be a pretty sad chapter. Just warning you now so you don't complain and ask Why I did it. (._. )
"Makarin!" The Condesce angrily storms in and took her 2x3dent and pinned him to the wall "Do you have anything to do with this so called revolt I have been hearing about!?" She pushed the weapon closer into the wall determine to suffocate Makarin, he gave a deranged smile.
"You think I would participate in such a thing?" He looked at her "you really don't know me Condesce... Besides! I Just got back from killing some shitbloods!" He showed her his bloody hands. She wrinkled her nose and pulled away, he falls onto the floor laughing like a crazed maniac and he got back up still laughing.
"Hmm... Back to your old self Highblood?" She smiled "good. Because I am going to crush this revolt like a butterfly pinned down by it's wings! No hope of escaping!" She raised her arms up to the air and laughs "oh how great it will BE!" she looked at Makarin who went back to smearing blood on the wall, she gave a puzzled smirk then smiles as she walked to him and moved his face towards her with his chin " you will join me won't you Highblood?" And Makarin smirked.
"I thought you would never ask" and left a smile on the Condesce's face and she pulled away from him walking away as her hips swayed along with her hair, she turned back around.
"Great choice Makarin, be ready for the most easiest battle that we Highbloods will win" she walked out of his room and Makarin turned back to the wall and smeared the rest of the blood on the wall.
"Shit... He's with them..." Rufio turned away and flew off quickly.
Makarin needed more blood... More motherfucking blood. He killed two passing subjugglators and smeared their indigo blood on the wall "there... It's motherfucking perfect!" He smiled and turned around and began walking away, stopped and turned back around to look at what he had Just so happen to draw orange blood in the shape of the spade and the indigo in the shape of a broken heart with a clown face over them both. A Matespritship that is over. He smiled and left to the bathroom.
"I should go back and talk to him he's been acting strange lately and I haven't done a thing about it..."Rufio was currently flying away from his hive till he decided to turn and fly back. Once he reached his hive he flew inside and saw the wall... And his eyes widened at what he saw... The spade and broken heart within the Highblood's signature clown face written in their mixed blood colors.
Tears ran down his face as he began to walk away from the wall. He heard the door unlock and Rufio runs to the balcony and hides in the corner and looks over, he saw Makarin walk out with his hair wet and him wearing his black and purple clothes. Rufio missed seeing him like that as it began to pour, Rufio picked himself off the ground and flew away, he knew his wings would barely work with rain hitting them but he didn't care. He was so emotionally hurt, he stopped flying and descended to the ground and fell to his knees, leaning over the grass and began crying.
"I'm so sorry... Aahh... I'm so sorry Makarin!" He cried and gasped for air and let out an aggravating yell and punched the ground. He kept crying but got up and walked all the way to his hive he opened the door and slammed it closed and the items in his room shook. He leaned on the wall and slumped to his knees and cried as his wing fluttered with water falling off them.
Makarin decides to go to sleep, he glanced at the wall smiled, turned over and fell asleep.
Rufio left to the bathroom and showered, the hot water soothed his frozen body and he relaxed, but tears still ran down his face. He couldn't forget someone he loved so much. He got out and put some fresh clothes on and went to bed.
Makarin woke up to the pouring rain, he stretched and smiled once again when he saw the wall, he looked outside and felt like killing him. Ripping him apart having his blood stain his hands and absorb into the ground, mix with the rain. This dream he's had was ripping him up inside, he didn't even know how to handle it. He thought to himself then suggested to go visit Her Imperious Condensation.
Makarin walked out of the hive and all the way to her hive, the bridge has been up and he walked across entering her hive "Condesce..." He called to her and she Just so happened to be passing by, she noticed Makarin and chuckled.
"Why welcome Makarin, what do you wish for?" She raised her hand to shoulder level and looked to the side. She then flips her hair and walks to him "is it about the revolt?" She looked at him seriously.
"When will it be and do you even know who we are putting a stop to?" The Condesce smirked and leaned closer to Makarin.
"Yes, yes I do, it's that bastard who you dearly call your Kismesis" The Condesce was so close to him that he has gotten rather uncomfortable, but once he heard about Rufio, he was enraged.
"Then this will be one interesting battle, My Baroness..." He twirled her by her hand and kissed it, she chuckled and flipped her hair once again.
"I'm Sure it will be I have been informed it would be tomorrow, so save up your anger till then. We ALL know how angry you can become" she trail her fingers across his chest and walked around him and twirled around and held his arm "but Just remember who your leader is" she whispered into his ear and Makarin smirks.
"Of course Condesce, but..." He cracked his neck "leave that flying Fuck for me" he began smiling wickedly.
