Post by Mr. Moon on Jan 4, 2020 9:19:13 GMT -5
Eric #6
“You...you there! What do you think you are doing in my house?”
A terrified voice from the upper part of the staircase caught his attention. Eric slowly turned himself in that direction, to see an elderly man in his fifties, who was pointing a gun to his face. His hands were shaking so much, that Eric wasn´t worried at all that he could hit him.
“Really?”
He asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
“Right now, my men are playing with your girls and you are pointing that on me?”
The man´s face turned pale after which he quickly turned in the direction of the bedroom of his daughter, only to realize that he is looking straight in a barrel of a gun.
“Surprise!”
One of Eric´s Slayers smiled before he pulled the trigger and send that old man on his way towards eternity.
“We are probably done, captain!”
He reported calmly afterward.
“We took everything we could and knocked down that two girls, who...”
He stopped as at the moment a short woman in her fifties dressed in a nightgown and armed with long scissors dashed towards him with a scream and crazy look in her eyes.
“What the...”
The slayers cursed, dodging her attack with easy and stabbing her with his long knife to the throat.
“His wife I suppose”
Answered Eric on his question coldly.
“Doesn´t matter, if you are done come down and help Anya to take the things from their safe...actually, when you just now killed owners of this house, drag down their daughters, maybe they will know where is the key, or what kind of passwords their parents use.”
The sailors smirked.
“Aye captain”
And headed back to one of the bedrooms to execute Eric´s order.
“Well, we are thinking about ourselves as fighters who are fighting for their freedom in this world, but yes, you could say I suppose that from the normal society point of view we can be labeled as criminals.”
Said Sarah without hesitation. Hearing his backstory one of the pirates near the door smiled.
“What a sad story, should I give you a handkerchief or something?”
But he stopped mocking him when his colleague hit him in the ribs with his elbow.
“Are you dumb or something? Our captain grew up in the arena too.”
The first pirate stood there for a moment dumbfounded, after which he turned his face away from the others.
“Either way...”
Sarah continued.
“you should probably hold your horses a little bit tiger. We don´t have any cages here, but we still have some rules here. First of all, if you are weak, you have to obey the strong. Second, if you are strong, you have to protect the weak that are following you. And third, killing your brother...or sister for the matter is a crime punishable only by dead, but yes, outside of these rules, you would be free.”