Chapter 2 The Descent
So Everglade took it upon himself to promote him to bodyguard and the mind behind battle. They would talk about war, strategy, and anything military. Battle Bot was an expert in that dynamic. Battle Bot was good for Everglade, without him, he might have lost control. Everglade would become very stressed in his position, with controlling an entire realm and a civil war going on. Modrons were gaining sentience and rebelling against Everglade even though the former Primus was killed. Everglade tried reasoning with them but they wouldn't stop, so he entrusted Battle Bot to help. He was able to keep the rebels down with his strategy and quick thinking. They were hitting major resource depots, weapon caches, and barracks. Four years later, other races would join the fray against Everglade.
When they saw what was making all of the sound, he saw a construct with green eyes and a red mask. The construct said, "James I have been looking for you."
"You know who I am?" asked James.
"I know the people that killed your father," stated the construct.
"Who are you?" asked James.
"I am Pyrox, and I have been tasked with killing your father's murderers." said Pyrox. "One has regenerative abilities, so he will be tough to take out. He can also create ice. The other one is just a normal human, Tom Ranalds."
"We have to go find them then," stated James quickly.
"Are you sure we can trust him, the first dude was terrifying and the second was just normal? How can we trust you Pyrox?" asked Aberreen cautiously.
Pyrox knew that if James was alone, this would be easy to convince him. He did not account for another person, much less someone who cares about the details. Tom was revived because they figured out he was not killed guarding anything, but murdered. So, they had both families options to revive them. Tom's family took it and Charles' family didn't. Tom would be a test subject to see if the boy had any guts. What would be the point of taking him on an assassination trip when he wouldn't kill.
"I'm trying to give this young man justice for his father's death. I can't believe you would try to stop that from happening." said Pyrox.
"Why would you keep me from my justice?" asked James, turning to Aberreen.
She was speechless, she wasn't trying to do that. But that hunk of metal was trying to put words in her mouth. James probably wouldn't believe her if she told him though. So she apologized for what she said.
Tom sat on the couch in a small cabin in the woods. He drank wine from the bottle, it was his fifth one that day. He hadn't put on much weight since it was only a few days, but he was getting heavy. He couldn't stop thinking how all of his friends were dead. He was sitting in a slouched position on the couch. Sat next to him, was a cup of ice cream with the spoon sitting in it. He sat there in the dark thinking that if he had fought that monster. None of this would have happened. He felt this was all his fault. Jim, Charles, both of them were his only friends. His family only had him revived out of pity.
He now just sits there on the couch drinking and eating ice cream. He had not gone outside in three days, when he bought all of the wine and ice cream. He thought how meaningless his life was then. So he grabbed a rope, he knew no one would miss him. Not even his own family.
He took a dagger from his waist and put a hole in the top of the doorway. He threw the dagger on the couch. He put the rope through the hole and grabbed a chair to stand on. He started to tie the rope around his neck; he didn't know how to do a proper noose. He made sure that the rope was tight enough and through the chair out from under him.
As he started to lose all air from his head, he felt content. He was ready for what would happen next. A smile entered his face. Then he fell, the rope snapped from his weight. He sat on the ground with the rope around his neck crying. He had accepted his fate and it was taken away from him. Even the gods wouldn't accept him.
James, Aberreen, and Pyrox reached a small cabin in the woods. Pyrox told James that only James should enter because this was his fight. James agreed and he opened the door. Tom saw the light come from the door and put a hand over his eyes because this was the first light he had seen in three days. James was shocked to see him in tears with a rope around his neck.
"Who sniff are you?" asked Tom only crying a little now.
"I am James, and you killed my father, Charles," stated James feeling less angry.
"I might as well have killed him and Jim sniff," said Tom, not crying as much.
"You killed them, why are you so sad?" asked James bending down.
"Because they were my only friends sniff and now they are dead because of me," said Tom.
"I'll leave you now." said James standing back up.
"No, you must kill me. You must, I am the reason they died and now I have nothing." stated Tom, grabbing James wrist. James freed himself from Tom's grip and exited without saying a word. "Hey Aberreen, can I speak to you in private?" asked James. Aberreen agreed and they went out of Pyrox's vision and he couldn't hear them. Pyrox went into the cabin and when Tom saw him he tensed up and looked toward the dagger on the couch.
He scrambled his way to the dagger, but Pyrox grabbed the rope around his neck and started to hold him up. Tom was making gasping sounds and Pyrox started to swing him from side to side laughing. As Tom closed his eyes, the rope snapped again and Tom fell to the floor not moving. Pyrox threw the rope on the ground, walked out of the cabin, and closed the door.