"Treachery"
Never betray your ally, I say,
This simple act will make you pay,
For while you may not keep track,
Your horrible treachery will be paid back.
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SHATTERING OF A BROKEN SOUL
CHAPTER NINE
Tired eyes squinted open amidst the cruel light burning high in the golden sky. And ragged, sensitive ears picked up a somewhat distant cry…
Is anyone alive out there?!
Surely it was her imagination; nothing but a figment of hope. A delusion of self pity, maybe?
"Is anyone alive out there?!"
The voice was clear; surely it was real! It had to be! At that time, the listener wanted ever so much to yell, Yes! Yes! I'm here!, but a cracked, dry throat would not allow it to be so. The young woman prayed that the visitors, whether they be friend or foe, would come across her…
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The crew of Saiyajins had just arrived on the planet Harleng. They were shocked…confused...bewildered. No Saiyajins were in sight. Only dead Harlengans were to be seen. Piles and piles of murdered souls… pitiful display of power. Saiyajins liked challenges; not a free-for-all massacre on innocent beings who were hardly worth the time! The scouters did not register any signs of life, other than the crewmembers of course.
None.
None, whatsoever.
No Harlengan signs of life, but no other Saiyajin signs either….
The recovery mission was soon to discovery the horrible truth of why there were no reports… They came across a maroon ravine; it was once golden like the rest of the planet, but casualty had turned it burgundy. The valley and beyond was filled with corpses of Saiyajin warriors.
Saiyajins…Hundreds. How? From what had already been observed, the mission had been accomplished. The extermination of Harleng's inhabitant's had been completed!
'BLIP. BEEP. BEEP.' Several scouters sounded a small alarm.
We've picked up something!" a soldier shouted.
"Someone must still be alive!" yelled another.
The troop carefully weaved through the overwhelming maze of dead bodies. Chills arose from the shocked warriors. What they came across, which the scouters registered as 'living', was a tattered bloody mass. The pile of rags was barely distinguishable. When the members gave a closer look, they suddenly realized with panic who this person was.
"nngh…" the figure choked.
"Damn! It's the Queen!" exclaimed the panic-stricken First Officer.
"Good Heavens, you're right!" yelled the Second Officer.
"Look! She's tryin' to say something!" whimpered a young soldier.
All eyes turned to the Queen. Was she trying to speak of what happened?
"nngh! Tr-…" she rasped.
"Please, m'lady, save your strength!" pleaded the young soldier.
"nngh! 'cough' T-tr-ea-trea…'gasp'…" she managed.
"Trea?" asked the Second Officer.
"Tr-Tr-Tr-Trea-ch-Treach… 'cough'…" Before she could finish her head lolled to the right.
"Treach?" the First Officer prompted.
She tried to nod her head without success.
"Hold on, Queen!" pleaded the young soldier.
" err..y….treachery…." she whispered.
The woman sighed and let out a small breath of air. She then passed out. Darkness overcame her and shadowed her features.
"Dammit! Let's get her outta here! NOW! Get the medics on the double, men!" ordered the First Officer.
The young, timid soldier questioned himself. Treachery? What did she mean by that? Were there traitors? Is there a lurking evil about? Treachery…
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"Is it done?" asked a vile creature, a wicked smile playing the corners of his mouth as he spoke.
"Yes, sir," the tall warrior replied lowly.
"I trust that they are all dead?" prompted the man.
"Y-yes, sir. All of those that were on the mission."
"Good. Very good. All of our casualties were removed?" he sneered.
"Y-yes, sir."
"Good. We don't want to leave any evidence of the fact that we attacked them," the monster cooed in a mockingly sweet voice.
"Yes, sir," agreed the messenger. "But, Master, I don't understand why-"
"Hush! You will see…" the creature chuckled. ::We will all see:: "Heheheh… We'll let things play out for a little while…"
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"Treachery"
Never betray your ally, I say,
This simple act will make you pay,
For while you may not keep track,
Your horrible treachery will be paid back.
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