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2024-10-29 19:42:56Christopher turned twisting Jordan's hand pinning it behind his back and then slammed his head into the table.
"AAAH!" Jordan screamed out.
"Congratulations, you just touched on the second thing!" growled Christopher. A few of Jordan's friends jumped up from their seats about to rush to their friends aid. Christopher grabbed Jordan's head and slammed it into the table
"Every step you take I will smash his fucking face into this table!" Roared Christopher. One of the students ignored his warning began walking towards him. Christopher looked directly at the student and slammed Jordan's head into the table two times for each step he took forward. He leaned in closely and whispered into Jordan's ear.
"Let me cue you in on something, my family is the one subject you never.. Ever.. Want to touch on."
"Fuck you and your whore mother!"
"HAHA you fucking nobles think you're untouchable. Let me tell you." Christopher slammed his head
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"One day I promise I'll tell you everything if you wish to know." After Christopher told her this she looked very sad until he noticed her expression and added " It's not that I don't trust you but Some things need to be taken care of before I give you answers. You're one of the few remaining people in this world that I trust." She smiled at these words, her hesitation now gone. "Ok I'll help you, but promise me that you will come back home once you're done.... Come back to me ok." It took him only a minute before he cued in on what she meant. "I promise I will." He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek and smiling at her gently. "Well Alright, do you have a plan?" Reluctant to let the moment end. Even with all the risk she was about to commit to, she had a big smile. "Hey now, you're not trying to put the moves on my back up girl number four are you!?" An all to familiar voice called out. "Hey Thomas come on up. Although you'll
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"You mean to tell me it has already been almost two full days since the Princess disappeared and no one has been able to find her? Even now still not a single clue?" Although the voice sounded calm and composed if one listened close enough you could hear a tremble in it."Yes Father, unfortunately being none of our soldiers know what she looks like yet and very few nobles have ever met her." Answered another man. Unlike the first man speaking this man anyone could hear the fear in his voice, almost as if he was a pin drop from his voice going shrill.These men and few others were gathered in a Great hall that was lined wall to wall with the very best of antiques, and paintings. Massive towering pillars Engraved with gold and silver intertwining, although silver was not a highly sought valuable. The mix gave the engravings a beauty rarely seen. The two men speaking were the most powerful and influential people of this nation. It was King Robert Velan, and Prince Halbert
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"Aaaah man I gotta say this feels great! I don't know how much longer I could stand being cooped up at that damn school full of stiff nobles!""Thomas, you are a noble..""I refuse!" It almost looked as if he was striking a triumphant pose while denying the truth.'I don't really think its something you get to refuse' Chris thought to himself. Either way Chris couldn't help but to enjoy the atmosphere, he loved his home and having Elise in his life but absolutely hated the city Abael. But when honestly it didn't seem to matter where he went, bad memories seemed to accompany him. Although there was still good ones, but thinking about them hurt just as much some times."The breeze up here does feel amazing though doesn't it?" Elise smiled. She was in the passenger seat of a wagon that was loaded up with crates. Chris and Thomas were both posted up top of the crates, they were on their way to the eastern gate of the city part of a small convoy consisting of
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Getting past the checkpoint went quick for their group. Having the men hired by Angela speed it up exponentially. Having done this dozens of times they had everything prepared come their turn. The group bid farewell to the guards. Everyone happily told their stories, their feats on the battlefield, their family life, their love lives, although they were mercenaries they were all quite friendly. Christopher and the others were surprised to find out that two of them had been soldiers that were discharged from the army. The thing that really stood out was they had actually been enemies. One from the empire, one from the Kingdom of Albrael. Apparently they even fought in some of the same battles. When you looked at their interactions though, you would have thought they were family or long time best friends. The fact they were able to get along so well and not hold grudges showed quite a bit about their character.After a few hours on the road they pulled the wagons off to the sid
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Everyone grabbed their weapons and began to move towards Christopher, but Thomas moved in front of them holding up his hands blocking their path."Your honor is bull shit!" A small smile began to spread over his face. " Many people called me a monster over the years but I can say this much, if I am a monster just know it was your people that set me on the path to becoming one. Do me a favor and remember one thing. I hate your people, don't give me a reason to end your life and those of your friends.""Hayden, you good?" Thomas asked over his shoulder. As if a haze was lifted from Christopher his narrowed eyes opened wide and he saw the pale terrified look on Sarah's face, his hand still around her throat which he could feel her trembling underneath his grip. He blinked his eyes a few times as they dart around in almost every direction. Slowly he began releasing his grip on her."I- I am sorry." He muttered under his breath and began to walk away into the w
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Six years ago"Chris hurry and wake your ass up already. You have to go cut some wood today. After you get up see if your mother needs anything and grab your lunch." Jeff, Christopher's father called out kicking his door wide open."Yes father." Chris mumbled. He lazily rolled out of his bed standing half dead looking. Jeff honestly wasn't really sure that Christopher's shoulders and form could possibly slouch or sag more then they currently were."I'm coming.." Chris mumbled as he walked towards the door with his eyes half closed. Jeff could only shake his head as he walked out of Christopher's room. Moments after leaving a loud WOMP could be heard coming from the kitchen. Jeff didn't even bother to look back, he was already used to this. Who he called zombie Chris had just walked face first into the wall next to the doorway."Trish every day I spend around that boy I'm beginning to lean more towards you had an affair at some point. There is no way
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