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I DON'T OWN ANYTHING... well maybe somethings... ahhhhhh you know what i mean!

Chapter 20… Under Again.

Halt nodded slowly, 'so are we going to send a force to find out what is happening?'

The king looked up, 'of course, but no one can know, it could cause a war if someone found out.'

'Yes well, I know that,' Halt said.

Crowley raised his eyebrow at Halt but addressed the king, 'who are you sending?'

'Well I hadn't got that far yet,' the King emitted, 'but of course, some rangers and you're in charge of them, so it's up to you.' The King smiled.

'Thanks,' muttered Crowley.

Halt walked over to the large map that hung on the wall over the fire place. Crowley turned back to the king, 'well I better get on with this very important thing.'

Halt heard the door shut and turned around to the King, 'I can't help but think something more is going on.'

The king smiled again, 'you always say that.'

'Yes and I'm always right.'

Pauline spook up for the first time, 'you're not getting a big head are you dear?'

Halt gave his wife a pointed glare which she returned by raising her eyebrow. 'No. but really something more is happening, and I think we're going to get involved.'

'We are already,' said the King.

'Yes but no directly,' Halt said.

'True.'

Halt turned back to the map pointing as he turned, 'they've invaded most places next to sea. Gallica, Toscano and Iberion all have strong navies, and large ports. It seems as if they want to cross the sea.'

Murray watched from the shadows as the ranger was dragged into the Kings tent. The ranger had been here for over a week and had told them nothing. The King was fed up and wanted something done, not the Murray knew what that was, but the King had still asked him to be there.

The king rose from his throne like chair, and looked down with disgust at the ranger kneeling as well as being held by to armed guards. The ranger hadn't tried to escape, but Murray sensed that this was not a man that wasn't capable of doing so.

'You've told us nothing,' the King started, using the Ranger's tongue, 'but I expected none the less of you. Rangers have a high reputation.'

The ranger didn't say anything but Murray could've sworn that he saw the ranger looking at him, hidden in the shadows.

'But that was just a little game,' the rangers eyes closed a faction as if assessing the King, 'I didn't want your information really, I have other sources to get it but you were here and it was convenient to try, but you've wasted my time, ranger. I don't like having my time wasted.'

Murray's head suddenly perked up, finally he was going to find out what he wasn't the ranger for.

'You've had your little game then, what do you want?' asked the ranger finally, finishing the silence.

The King smiled, 'you're going under again.'

The ranger raised his eyebrow, 'what is that meant to mean?'

'Questions, questions. Wait and I'll tell you,' said the King as if he was talking to a child.

Murray started to lean on one of his legs, then the other. He just wanted to know as much as the ranger.

'I heard when you and your other little friend were captured you killed some of your men, isn't that right.' The ranger said nothing, but flinched.

The king continued, 'well you didn't do it really, did he Murray?'

Murray stepped forward, 'No.'

'You were under a form of mind control, were you would do everything someone told you to. Well in that case, kill all your friends.'

The ranger bared his teeth.

'Well of course your friends don't know it, but at the moment you're a disgrace to your country.'

'And you're a disgrace to humanity,' said the ranger. The Kings eyes flashed with anger then he collected his features and calmed down.

'We're going to put you under again. You will do what we tell you to, I hear you can shoot and sword fight, which will be good if we need you to fight. If your friends come snooping around, you won't even recognise them.' The King smiled, 'the best part is that it only lasts for a curtain amount of hours before it wears off and it hurts I tell you that. Well tell you what you did, how much blood is on your hands.'

Murray led the ranger back to his tent and re-chain him to the post.

'I told you, you shouldn't mess with the King,' he said not meeting the ranger's cold glare.

'I know what I'm doing,' said the ranger defiantly.

'Do you? Really?' Murray shook his head, 'There is nothing I can do now. They'll put you under tomorrow.'

'Why's it called under?'

Murray looked up, 'because it's like drowning.'

'Have you been under then?' asked the ranger.

'No, he did something else,' said Murray dropping his eyes again.

'What?'

'Does it really matter,' whispered Murray with a sudden flare of anger.

'No. But I want to know.'

'He killed my brother and sisters, as well as my mother. My father ran away, and he burned our castle.' Said Murray after thing for a moment.

The ranger thought for a moment, 'um… so you don't like him much do you?'

'Does it really matter?' repeated Murray.

'Well yes, because if you don't like him, you're working for a man you hate.'

'Hate is not the word I would use,' said Murray turning away.

'What would you use then?' asked the ranger.

'There isn't any word that can describe that monster.'

The night went to quickly in Gilan's mind. It felt like only hours form when Murray had left the tent to when he came back with another man. They started talking in the strange langue again them Murray lent over and unlocked Gilan's chains.

The other man said something to Gilan in the other langue but Murray translated for him, 'roll up your sleeve.'

Gilan did so careful not to move if shoulder too much, not that it hunt much anymore. It was more of a dull ache.

The other man took out a knife and started to clean it, then he made a long cut down gilan's arm, cutting right into the vain. He then poured something on to it, which made Gilan's arm burn. The man quickly got to work sowing up his arm. Gilan looked back to Murray.

'You didn't do it like this last time,' he stated.

'No, what we did last time, takes longer to function, this will get straight into your blood stream and it will last longer.'

The man finished sowing up his arm and raped a baggage around it.

'It will start very soon,' said Murray, but Gilan's vision was already going blurred.

'You will know what you are doing when you are under, but you won't be able to control it. You will see and hear everything.' Murrat's voice echoed in Gilan's ears.

Murray had been right. It was just like drowning.

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