Amethyst Ice
Ch.25-Sing For Absolution
Don't own the song, 'Sing For Absolution' by Muse. Nor FOP.
"...Go ahead...shoot me. That's what you wanted, isn't it?" Sanderson sneered. Cosmo hated to admit it...but yes, he did want to blow out his brains at that moment...it was his chance to redeem himself for being stupid all these years...to everyone. His finger trembled on the trigger as he looked down at Sanderson angrily.
"Shut up." He growled.
"You don't have the guts to do i…it." The pixie jeered. Cosmo's trigger finger trembled harder as the pixie reached up to grab the pistol.
"Don't move! Or you'll regret it!" Cosmo threatened, pulling back the hammer. Sanderson pulled away and glowered at him.
"Pfft. Don't make me laugh." The fairy glared back at him, still trembling.
"T…Try me." He said. Sanderson smirked.
"…Shoot me then. Be a man!" He snarled and leapt at the fairy. Cosmo squeezed his eyes tight and aimed the gun at him. BLAM!
"FUCK!" Sanderson hissed as he grabbed his leg in pain. He didn't think the fairy had the guts. Cosmo had tears coming out of his eyes as his hands shook wildly.
"I..I t…told y...you! Y…You didn't l...listen!" Sanderson looked at the blood spreading across his thigh.
"YOU STUPID BASTARD! YOU SHOT ME IN THE THIGH!" Cosmo blinked as Sanderson screamed at him, complete with veins popping out of his head in a chibi way.
'Uh, no duh..'
"YOU SHOT ME IN THE FRICKIN THIGH!" Cosmo just stared at Sanderson as he ranted about how he was going to kill him in a multitude of ways while clutching his leg. He wouldn't have taken the pixie seriously if he wasn't scared out of his wits.
"…SON OF A BITCH! YOU'LL WISH YOU NEVER DID THAT!" Sanderson punched Cosmo in the back of the leg. The fairy yelled in pain as he fell to his knees, the gun skittering to the ground in one motion. But before Sanderson could deal any more punches, he felt something press against his back.
"…..Don't move…you're under arrest." Sanderson turned his head and saw that Jorgen and about a few hundred soldiers were aiming their wands at him, not one of them happy or glad to see that he was alive…
"………….Goddammit." He muttered.
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Time seemed to slow down as Sanderson walked through the rain with many armed guards towards the courthouse, with many reporters from the pooferazzi following after them. The black umbrellas seemed to ironically represent what was going to happen to him as the rain continued pouring in torrents, soaking Sanderson to the bone.
"Mr. Sanderson, is it true you tried to kill us all?"
"Mr. Sanderson, how do you feel knowing you might get the death penalty for doing all this?"
"Mr. Sanderson…are you really psychotic as everyone claims you are? That you tried to commit genocide?"
"Mr. Sanderson, you do realize that you are public enemy number one, according to polls?"
"Mr. Sanderson, Mr. HP is alive, so that means that Pixies, Inc. is liberated from your iron ruling?"
"All right, all right...that's enough..." As they reached the doors of the courthouse, the guards managed to send pooferazzi away and shut the doors behind them. Inside, Sanderson cringed at being in a lighted room, having been in darkness for a long time. As he walked down the middle of the courthouse, many glared at him, but he merely just shrugged it off as they sat him down at the desk.
Lips are turning blue
A kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
My beautiful
"...Kinda ironic that I'm representing you, eh?" Fairy Mason asked, fixing up his notes.
"...There's no use in trying to prove me innocent, Mr. Mason...I know what I have done, and I don't regret a single thing." Sanderson answered quietly. Fairy Mason blinked at him.
"But then what was the point of hiring me?" Sanderson glanced at him.
"Merely entertainment..." Suddenly, the gavel banged on the desk of the Fairy Council, silencing the noise in the room.
"The court is now in session. Edward Sanders Sanderson...you are charged for the crimes of murder, sexual abuse, torture, rape, usage of dark magic, and attempted genocide. How do you plead?" A Fairy Council member asked, looking over papers. The pixie smiled as he sat in a chair in the middle of the courtroom, wearing handcuffs that prevented him from using any magic.
"Innocent." There came a roar of protests from the families of those that he killed, even insults and other things. Another council member banged a gavel on the platform.
Tip toe to your room
A starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
And you never knew
"Silence!" He put down the gavel and looked at Sanderson.
"You are aware that there are many witnesses that can testify against you?"
"Yes."
Sing for absolution
I will be singing
And falling from your grace
ooh
"Then why do you call yourself innocent, when the blood of innocents stain your hands, young one?" Sanderson glanced coldly around, seeing fairies everywhere in the stands. Some winced at his stare, while others glared at him back.
"...I'm only cleansing this world of filth, your Honor." He said.
"But you killed people."
"What the fuck do you think I was trying to do?" Sanderson sneered.
"I obviously wasn't trying to keep them alive." The audience crowed their displeasure at their answer. The judge banged the gavel.
"Order in the court!" The audience grew silent as the judge turned back to Sanderson.
"Seeing that everyone wants your head, I won't allow them to come near you. And there is no way anyone can prove you innocent, not with numerous evidence...so you have a choice. You either remain in jail for eternity, you get exiled to Earth, which means wings torn, magic taken away, and live the rest of your life as a human, or...punishment." Sanderson scowled at his choices.
"Is that it? No death penatly? " He laughed, mocking the court. The judge grew irritated.
"Do you really want to die that badly?" He asked. Sanderson put on a comical grin and nodded like a little kid.
"...It's not like you can kill me anyway..." The crowd heard this.
"PUNISH HIM!" The judge tried to get oder, but seeing that the crowd was going to start a riot, he sighed and banged the gavel.
"Fine, we of the court find you guilty, Mr. Sanderson...you will recieve whipping as punishment...then jailed for eternity." The pixie smiled as he was hauled away from the chair he sat in. He smirked as the doors closed behind him...
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There's no where left to hide
In no one to confide
The truth burns deep inside
And will never die
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The fairy guards hooked Sanderson's handcuffs on a hook, extending his arms upward as the courthouse emptied and crowded around the platform he stood on. The pixie grinned almost insanely at them as they ripped off his shirt, the rain quickly cooling down his body.
"You may use only one article of clothing to bite down on." One of the guards instructed. The pixie gestured at his tie, and it was placed into his mouth. And with that done, the guard pulled back his arm, and let the whip touch him lightly. He shivered at the burn, and moaned through his tie. He didn't think being whipped felt so good to him...maybe he should've been nicer to the green-haired moron and his brat.
'Ohhhhhh...gods...more..' The crowd noticed he was being pleasured by the pain, so they jeered at the guard to whip him harder. Sanderson tried not to make any noise as he was whipped repeatedly across the back over and over again. He could feel his blood running down his back, which he imagined would be bloody and scarred. He clenched the tie in his teeth, biting down on it to take his mind off the pain. The crowds jeered around him, shouting insults at him.
Lips are turning blue
A kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
My beautiful
'Ohhhh...i...it feels so good...' Sanderson moaned through his tie, his sexual animal side raging inside him, wanting to be let out. He wasn't going to let this whipping turn him weak. Oh no...it just only made him stronger as the rain fell onto his wounds, stinging them like hell. He looked downwards and saw that he desperately wanted to be touched.
"Had enough?" The fairy guard asked gruffly as he rolled up the whip to take another slash to his back. The pixie said nothing but pant slightly, his eyes full of lust as he stared straight outwards at the crowd. The rain felt so good on him...the stinging felt even better...wanted being touched in front of a fairy crowd that hated him would make him happy...but all good things eventually come to an end. He spat out his tie and sneered.
Sing for absolution
I will be singing
Falling from your grace
"You underestimate me, fools!" The crowd watched in amazement as Sanderson hauled himself upward using only the cuffs, and hooked his legs around the hook, yanking the cuffs off it. He then jumped down and threw himself into the crowd. Some didn't have time to react as he used their heads like stepping stones and made his way across the crowd. They tried to grab him, but he was too quick as he reached the end and jumped down to the ground,
"GET HIM!" The guards shouted as they pushed and shoved to get at their prisoner. The pixie ran before he found himself at a dead end.
'Fuck.' He thought as he stared at the high wall. He couldn't use magic, nor could he float. Sanderson turned and quietly stood in front of a wall, staring at the fairy soldiers stationed in a line in front of him. If he was going to die...he was going to face them like a man...
Sing for absolution
I will be singing
Falling from your grace
yeah
"You do realize I will eventually come back to kill you all." He said casually. The Fairy Council poofed behind the line of guards, shaking their head at him in pity.
"Then it shall be enforced. Considering your acts today, you deserve to die, Mr. Sanderson. A dangerous criminal like you shouldn't deserve to live. So before we execute you, is there anything you'd like to say one last time?" They asked. Sanderson grinned slowly, making the guards glance uneasily at one another before they loaded their guns.
Now wrongs remain unrectified
And our souls won't be exhumed
"...I'll see you all in Hell." He sneered. The Fairy Council shook their heads before they gave the signal. Shots then rang throughout the air.