CHAPTER 22: The Torture Scene.

Jet Hawkinson: "hey buddy" –leans on his wing against the looker next to Featherick's while he's getting his stuff ready-

Featherick: "hi"

Jet: "I heard the princess was cheating on you with a human before she died. What do you think about that?"

Featherick: "I left all that behind; it doesn't concern me"

Jet: -chuckles- "Oh! I think you just don't want to own up to the fact you've been cucked by a human, am I wrong?"

Featherick: "just... leave me alone" –starts walking off along the hallway-

Jet: -laughs- "Cucked by a human! ROFL! Can you believe it guys?" –everyone laughs at Featherick-

Then two birds wearing full gear intercept Featherick's walk cycle from his front and restrain him by the wings on each side.

Featherick: "uh? What's the meaning of this?"

The two birds: "Military Police, we're detaining you"

Jet: "lol, this guy hasn't even gone on his first mission and has already been detained; he's pure gold. Anyway, have fun being detained, cuck!"

Everyone continues to make fun of Featherick until he's taken to a wet, empty room with a single light bulb.

The two birds: -cuff him and push him onto the ground before closing the door on him; leaving him alone there for a long while-

Some hours go by until someone enters the room immediately closing the door after them

Featherick: -turns around to see who it is- "M..Miss Bier! It is an honor to meet you, ma'am"

Pochola Bier: -walks confidently around the room without saying anything, causing her spurs to make intimidating echo sounds with each one of her steps-

Featherick: "hey ma'am, do you know what's going on? I'm sure there has been a mistake"

Pochola: "A mistake, huh? Do you remember Lord Rafaél Chickenwings?"

Featherick: "Of course, ma'am; he was head of the Royal Guard. What about him?"

Pochola: "well, apparently he's still head of the royal guard... and there still IS a royal guard. Care to explain that?" –walking threatening circles around him-

Featherick: "that doesn't make any sense. I declared the kingdom gone"

Pochola: -does an aerial spin kick to his face, scaring him badly with her spurs and sending him with his back against a wall-

Featherick: "AAGGGHHHHH!" –collapses on his knees with his back against the wall-

Pochola: "He's also here on this planet... I'd like to know from you, what the fuck he's doing here"

Featherick: "what do you mean? Why would I know that?"

Pochola: -zaps him painfully with a taser-

Featherick: -screams in pain- "WHY WAS THAT?"

Pochola: "he says he's still fighting for the kingdom. Is he following your orders?"

Featherick: "WHAT? NO!"

Pochola: "we already used the Mark Wahlberg joke" –tases him until he falls sideways unconscious-

Featherick: -wakes up after a while with a lot of spit hanging from his beak onto the floor-

Pochola: "Oh! You're back! It is a good thing I DO have all day. Now, tell me everything you know; tell me why Chickenwings is attacking our troops with human slaves he should have freed when the kingdom fell"

Featherick: -sits back up looking dizzy- "I swear I have nothing to do with that... Your boyfriend and I have a deal ...and I'm honoring it"

Pochola: -grabs him by the neck with her paw claws and drags him really close to her while making him look up at her- "Look! We're gonna be sending you after him and his birds. If we see anything suspicious, if we see too many missing shots and too many enemies getting away because of you; you are dead... DEAD! Understood?"

Featherick: -coughs still in a lot of pain- "and.. why don't YOU discipline him better?"

Pochola: -pins him on the ground while tightening her grip of his neck- "what... are you ...talking about?" –seems angrier than before-

Featherick: -tries to talk in between his coughing, starting to feel strangled- "we all know about you short lived relationship with Lord Spicy Chickenwings before you met Beakins... 26 years ago ...that's around Rafaél's age. Isn't it a bit weird he never got to know his mother?"

Pochola: "HOW DARE YOU?" –picks him back up by the neck and slams him back down to the ground, getting his skull hit hard- "listen... these are the conditions now; you bring me his head personally or you're fucking dead"

Featherick: "B..but" –coughs blood- "Why do you want me to kill your s..." –is interrupted by being smashed again into the floor; this time going unconscious again-

Pochola: -breathes heavily while letting go of his neck- "I only have two daughters... two daughters with General Beakins"

Then the two military police birds enter the room and say: "Are you done ma'am?"

Pochola: "Yes... make him suffer a bit more when he wakes up... but not too much; I want him shortly back on duty" –pats one of them on the back and leaves the room-