Shattered Soul

The stench of blood hung heavy in the air,it also covered my hands and cheeks.A cold breeze swept over me fluttering my cloths and hair.I stood on the alley gazing down at the figure lying on the cobblestone ,clutching at his stomach where my sword had met him not long ago.Blood pooled where he laid,his breathing had already slowed,he laid there waiting for the final blow,waiting for me to end his misery.But I couldn't be so plain, after all I have a reputation to hold.

I waited with my sword in a loose grip and started circling him,listening to his breathing fail.His eyes were closed,the hand over his stomach fell away causing the pool of blood around him to widen.

He slowly open his eyes,his face twisted in agony.Dark eyes filled with hate met mine.

"At least be clean with your job"he choked out,blood gurgled out of his mouth.

"You didn't know, I was dealing with you in my cleanest of ways"I crooned

"You will pay for this monster"he cursed.

Wearing my evil smile I said"I already have and I'm still paying".I raised my sword,my eyes never leaving his,with a whoosh I brought it down. Silence filled the alley not even a dying breathe to be heard.I also felt something break inside me.Something that could never be mended.

I stood there with my sword drawn and dripping and watched as the light left his eyes.I stared at his face long enough for it to be carved into my brain,I turned away from another of my merciless deed ,sheathing my sword,I saw a lean figure slipping out of the shadows and grinned at me.

"you did well champion the king would be pleased"Ruther said.The king,he should be pleased or else the consequence would be far too terrible.Pulling back my hood I faced him"so am I back to the trusted zone" I asked, my voice cool.

" Nah,it has nothing to do with trust,his highness thought you were going too soft at heart,letting the girl live was a mistake you know,I still wonder why you did it".The girl ,I still remember her bright blue eyes wide with fear shifting between me and the sword raised over her head.It was at one of those raid when rebels infiltrated the city ,the civilians always paid for the deeds of the rebels ,to kill their spirit the king had said.

On every one of those raids I made myself not to feel my sword sinking into flesh,not to hear the cries of pain and agony or the warm blood that splattered every time my sword found its mark and each and every time I have won my little battle but gazing into the girl's eyes my hands betrayed me,I cursed myself to swing that wretched sword and be done with it,but the girl's eyes broke through the wall that I had created around myself ,evoking emotions which were buried deep within me to become the king's puppet,which had made me a walking dead though I always left one emotion on the surface,my loathing for the king and his kingdom.

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