Bursting through the doors of the room where the cells were Torn immediately saw the Barron and walked over to him. He kept his composure and tried not to look like he would blow up on him because he knew that would only result in punishment. He walked over to him and placed his hands behind his back. The Barron smiled a very unsettling smile and faced Torn all the way.
"At ease," Torn's position relaxed but remained the same stance. "Now Commander Torn, you have been one of my top guards for several years now, you excelled quickly and I am afraid I have been keeping you in the dark about something for several years now."
The Barron paused and Torn looked at him expectantly.
"You see, Commander Errol has known but I was waiting until I could fully trust you before filling you in. As you know I have been collecting dark eco," Torn nodded. "But I assume you never found out why." He nodded again. "As you know I like to create things, experiments, and I think you are the same way, this may be hard to explain to you. Allow me to show you."
He led Torn over to the elevated table in the middle of the room. As he walked over the catwalk he saw a boy no older then seventeen lying on the table unconscious. He furrowed his brow and looked on in confusion. "Sir," he started. "What is all this about."
"Hehe, you'll see, now normally Errol assists me with this but seeing as I'm showing you this little demonstration I think you should be my assistant. And who knows maybe you'll be better then him."
Torn looked on in confusion and when the Barron went over to set it up Torn was supposed to be paying attention but he wasn't, he was focused on the boy. The boy slowly opened his eyes half way and looked at Torn with sad blue eyes. Torn opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out, he was shocked.
"Now Torn, if you would throw that switch there." He pointed to a lever next to Torn. Torn hesitantly lifted his hand up and pushed down the switch and immediately the boy began screaming and dark eco was surrounding his body. Torn's eyes widened as he looked at the sight before him, that's' what he was doing with all the dark eco he was injecting it into people.
"This one as I'm sure you've heard this boy was just picked up. I was told he was different then the rest, the others I've used… well lets just say it didn't work out." He laughed again and it sent a shiver up Torn's spine.
How could he do this? Torn knew the Barron wasn't exactly the nicest and most caring man in the world but he's brutally torturing this boy and he killed people and he didn't even seem to care… Torn looked away and closed his eyes in pure disgust.
"Something the matter Commander?" the Barron asked harshly. "Maybe filling you in on this wasn't the best thing to do on my behalf. Should I dispose of you right now?"
"No, I'm just fine." Torn said smoothly lying to the Barron.
"Good, because you know if you are lying to me I would have to dispose of you right now." The Barron said glaring Torn down.
"Trust me, Sir, I'm fine. Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?" Torn asked smiling coolly and evilly to the Barron and he nodded to Torn.
"Good, it seems you may just pass by Errol yet, he seemed… a little too enthusiastic about this. Don't get me wrong it's nice to see some enthusiasm around here about this sort of thing but I need someone like you who remains perfectly calm during anything. You're a good guard Torn." The Barron said. "Now come, this was just a small demonstration we have many more things to discus."
Torn fallowed the Barron with one last look of pity back at the boy he sighed and walked out. "Come on we should go to the throne room to talk about this so we don't have any ease droppers." The Barron said.
Torn couldn't take this much longer, he shook his head and went into a full out run down the hall. He had to get out of here. Running down the hall the Barron began yelling behind him. "Get him and kill him!" he yelled to the other guards who looked confused for a moment but got there guns out and chased Torn. "I know he couldn't be trusted…" The Barron mumbled under his breath. Turning on his heal he walked away and to his throne room taking his communicator out, "Errol." He said in a low angry voice.
"Yes, Sir?" Said Errol's cool voice.
"Get Torn now, do not let him leave this building."
"Already on it, Sir." The communicator clicked off and Errol ran out and began to go with the rest of the men in search of Torn.
The Barron grunted and rubbed his chin. "The son of a bitch…" He muttered under his breath. Torn was supposed to be one of his best men, hard, tough. Now here he is giving little brats like that kid down in the cells pity, he couldn't have anyone like that in the guard or even as an ex-guard, Torn will die tonight.
Torn ran down the corridors, he was being chased by several guards hopefully at the stairwell he could lose them; he decided taking the elevator was too dangerous. It could easily be stopped. He turned a corner sharply and slid on the waxed floor he flew directly into the open stairwell missing several shots by the guards. He got up and turned quickly closing the door and locking it behind him jamming one of his guns in the handle so it couldn't be opened. It wasn't the smartest thing to do but he had nothing else except his curved dagger, besides he had another gun.
He glanced back one more time to make sure it would hold and ran down the stairs. He pulled out his other gun just in case and when he got down to one of the last flights Errol stood in his way. Torn stopped I his tracks and aimed his gun at him. "I don't wanna shot ya Errol." He said.
"Now I know that's a lie." Errol said with a gun pointed to Torn.
"Wouldn't this go along so much easier if ya just let me pass?" Torn asked him.
"Maybe but if I did that the Barron would have my head so I don't think I'll be doing that."
"You bastard…" Torn said thinking about what a, well, bastard Errol turned out to be. "What the hell happened to you? You're so concerned about yourself and what the Barron thinks of you. All you care about is rising in the ranks."
"No, that's not all I care about, I care about… wait, you're right, that is all I care about. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to shoot you now." And with that Errol fired his gun in Torns shoulder.
Torn smirked. "You're aim was always a little off when shooting up!" he yelled, since Torn was still standing on the stairs and Errol was at the bottom he was shooting up at Torn. He quickly pulled the trigger and shot Errol in the stomach, a small wave of pain went threw him as he remembered what good friends they once were but he quickly shook it off as he ran over Errol who was on the floor and out the door. But unfortunately for Torn Errol didn't give up that easily.
Errol lifted his gun one last time, aimed for a split second and shot Torn dead in the back. His eyes went wide, luckily the shot missed all his major organs but it hurt like a bitch. He stumbled and fell turning around to shot Errol once more, but his vision was blurring and he only managed to shoot him on his thigh. It seemed to hit a major artery and blood began pouring out of the wound. Torn heard the door he jammed above him get broke open and realized it was only a matter of time before they got to him. He crawled down the stairs for another flight and used his dagger to pry open an air vent in the wall, it was a good thing he was skinny enough to fit through.
The guards came down the stairs but were preoccupied by their commander lying on the floor passed out. More guards were sent out to search the outside of the palace to look for him once one of them saw the vent open, that must have been the reason none of the guards waiting at the bottom of the stairwell on the other side of the door never saw him come out. They wouldn't go in because he was more likely to see them and shoot.
Torn crawled out of the vent into an alley behind the palace, he strained his hearing and heard guards yelling to each other to look around the palace for him. He swore under his breath and stood on shaky feet his back felt like it was on fire just like his shoulder. He staggered around to the front and noticed the trail of blood he was leaving behind. He wouldn't get anywhere like this, they would pick him up in two minutes. He looked around desperately trying to find something to help him out. He sighed in relief at a zoomer in the alley across the road, peeking around the corner he didn't see any one, thanking Mar this was a road that wasn't used at all he made his way across and over to the zoomer. He got on and started it up, flooring it he flew down the road avoiding getting near any KG zoomers or guards.
Finally the blood loss was too much for him, he passed out on the zoomer and flew head on into a wall. The zoomer exploded and citizens began screaming and running away from the accident. Torn woke up for a second from the impact and the last thing he saw before going unconscious was a man looking over him with a log on his head. What the hell… Was Torns last thought before slipping away into darkness.
AN: I wonder who in the world that man could have been, hmm… it truly is a mystery. But yea this should have been up sooner but I was having some uploading troubles. It was horrible. But now that this is getting uploaded I'm happy and now I thank people like cOme as yOu are who was my only reviewer. So come on people click that little blueish purple button down there and type something!