I'm sober now, sorry for the delay, and after the 16th of October, my stoned little brain would take a hiatus for god knows how long, my reasons are my problems, until then, let's see how far we could willy up satan's arse.


Screaming and crying of a certain girl echoed through the narrow corridors of the palace, the Palais du Kaiser, Locked in a room, with a madman masked as a king, the judge, jury and executioner of this little Reich, the blade in the Kaiser's hand was deep puncturing the girl's face, carving a monstrosity on the right side of her face, "Stop moving would you, I'll stab your eye," she didn't listen so in return I carved an eye on her freckled cheek, reminding her that I know all, she kept crying in sadness, I want my subjects to be happy, so I carved a smile on the right and left the left untouched. She cried and screamed but she didn't beg, in return, I gave a little notch on her temple, carving the cross of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, and finally the pièce de résistance, with enough force and patience I melted some tin, which I carefully added to my masterpiece, filling the sketch with the precious ore. She looked oh so beautiful, wished that she would appreciate it instead of just crying, it didn't hurt, doesn't it.

"Had your fun now?!" she yelled, her blood flowed down her neck, staining her shirt, "Fucking psycho,"

"Oh, cheer up, would you?" I said as I grazed my finger on her forehead, soft brunette hair, "your sweat tastes sweet,"

She groaned in pain, should really get the doctor before my magnum opus dies, who would want that?

"Well, just sit tight, I'll get the doctor," but I couldn't just leave her like this, she'd hurt herself, with the amount of permanent ink I used, I couldn't let her escape, I finally get a canvas that is too angry to die, unlike the others, she's mad, she wasn't really sad, she's mad. "Turn your frown upside down before I do the other side," I said before locking her in the room, running off to do my errands, and possibly the biggest favour I've ever done for a silly canvas like her.

"Lily, I'm sorry," Luna sighed as she spits some blood out from her mouth, "Lily I'm sorry,"


"Riley where are you?" the man asked himself as his eyes rolled wildly, panicking, where is his daughter?

"Calm down, you're going to get yourself a heart attack," Lily said as she caressed her thumbs on her revolver, feeling ashamed for what she tried to do.

"What do you know, go read a book or something," the man said, stress is enough to kick him into a puddle, and there's a sassy kid pushing his buttons like a maniac.

"Suit yourself Mr go-read-a-book," Lily replied as she walked over to the aisles, getting out of the man's view, instead of reading a book, she sat down, hugging her legs as the night screamed, crying into her knees, pouring the sorrow away, "Luna where are you? I need you Lunes, please," she wept softly as she waited, listening to the harbinger of death calling his next victim.

"Kid, I don't know what happened to your family, I don't know what you've been through," The man said as he kneeled next to her, "please, just let me help you,"

"Were you listening?" Lily asked, trying to look tough, even when she knew that she couldn't, she tried to commit suicide when she thought Luna died back at King Alley's High, she tried to again when Luna got dragged out of her life by a few armed dudes. "Would you mind give me some fucking space?"

"Kid I know what you're trying to do, I'm a father, I know how kids act," the man said calmly.

"You don't even know my name, you don't know what the hell I've been through," Lily replied as harshly as she could, her eyes watered, she tried to push the man away, guess she failed, "Just get the hell away from me,"

He didn't, instead, he hugged the troubled little lass tightly, Lily tried to fight it, but her sadness ate her from inside out, she cried violently, she couldn't take it anymore, "Please, I'm a curse, just leave me," she begged, she couldn't take the pain in her heart, "Please sir, just let me die, I killed my sister,"

"Kid, you didn't do anything," the man said as he pulled Lily into his laps, hugging the cold crying pup tightly, she wept violently into his arms, punching the floor as she did.

"I didn't do anything, that's why she's dead,"


"Glory to the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghosts," The Kaiser said before sitting on a stool in front of Luna, applying alcohol to the injured skin on Luna's face, her mouth was taped, not letting any noise out, and her head was strapped back, not letting her move, "You look beautiful, angels like you aren't supposed to travel the wastes," He looked down on the floor, the doctor sitting on the ground, holding Luna's injured leg up, the wound was black, puss leaked out of it, "What do you make off her feet doctor?"

"Infected to hell, better to chop it off," he replied as he puts the leg down, "Should be able to bring her over to the infirmary," hearing that she might lose her leg, Luna struggled, she couldn't, Lily would have to carry her forever, she doesn't want that to happen, struggle and struggle, but her efforts were futile.

"No do it here," The Kaiser said as he got up from his stool, "go get your instruments, we have a choir to attend," turning his head over to Luna he looked deep into her eyes, "Don't worry dear, we'll fix you up,"


Lily, tired and cold slept on the man's laps, cried herself to sleep, but she did sleep, the size ratio between the man and the girl was so big, Lily looked like a cat sleeping on his laps.

"Patrick!" a voice yelled quietly from the front door of the bookshop, "Patrick!"

Hearing someone summoning his name, he looked over the side of the shelf, he saw a man in a hoodie with an assault rifle on his shoulders, "Mick is that you?"

"Patrick, we need to go, The Kaiser is mad and his dog got Riley in the stockade," the man said as he walked near the man cradling Lily, "and... who's the kid?"

"I found her alone, she said her sister got kidnapped by people,"

"Those people are probably us, now we need to go back, they're going to kill Riley,"

"Wait what do you mean by 'us' ?"

"We had to take someone in by force here, the one that destroyed the Highschool, yeah, that place needed to go anyways,"

"Wait you took this girl's sister in?" Patrick argued, his voice became louder, and the girl on his lap got rowdier, "Why would you do that, you know what they did to Minnie,"

"I know, but his dog was there and we had to play the part, we need to get those two out,"

"No, shit,"

As their argument grew louder, the creatures grew near, they could hear their hooves rattling the ground and their shrieking blaring around. Nothing much they could do, Patrick saddled the girl on his shoulder and ran outside with the other man, Mick, heading towards the land where the sun doesn't guard.

Feeling the tremors, Lily woke up, she saw stars above her head and she heard the pants, the screams and the footsteps, she wanted to yell at him to stop, but she knew that would sign their death warrants. "Dude, what the fuck?" Lily whispered to the man's ear, "Why are we outside?"

"No time, we'll tell you when we get there,"

"we?"

"Yeah, we're gonna save your sis and my daughter,"

"I thought I was delusional,"


Luna could feel the burn, the saw blade rapidly ripping her meat and bones away, she screamed and screamed, the pain was real, the crimson blood flew down like a waterfall even with a tourniquet below her knee, cutting, cutting, cutting until none is left to cut. The electric saw made her right foot a distant memory, the smell of iron, "This is going to sting," the doctor said as he heated a blade with a blow torch, not really the doctor's instrument, but it'll do. Planting the blade on the wound Luna passed out, she couldn't bear the pain any longer.

"Lil.."


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