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Chapter 11
The beginning of the end part II
Goofy could see Fooly’s caravan just off in the distance as he rushed towards it. He wasn’t sure what he would say or how he would pull it off, but he was determined to inform the Fooly of the plot against him and his kingdom. Suddenly a scream ripped through the night, and knew what had happened. He had lost his two most trusted followers. Kabs and 7days were now dead. Unwilling to let that thought distract him, he hurried towards Fooly and soon was close enough for his heavy hearted words to carry to Fooly. Yelling to fooly to hear him and hear him now, he began to explain the plot against the great kingdom, and warn of the impending doom..
Godfathers finished placing most of the vials as well as he could, and was about to leave when he took notice of the length in time that had passed since the King’s arrival. Knowing his trends, he began to grow concerned as it was unlike the king not come straight from his carriage to the hall. He had previously been informed that it was second nature for the king to hurry past all else greet his wife, who was now seated next to the throne. He also noticed that the king’s sons were suddenly gone from sight, a rarity for a party thrown in their palace. He passed it off as coincidence until he saw that which made his suspicions a reality. The long seated queen was slowly making her way off to her private chambers, past a number of armed guards, hands firmly on their swords.
"Damnit..this is bad" Godfathers thought to himself. "It's workable though, they may know there is a spy here, but they still aren't sure as to who it is..they can't be" He assured himself. He quickly began contemplating elaborate schemes that would result in mass casualties while guaranteeing a safe escape. "I simply must first.." he mumbled, stopping dead in mid thought. It was then that he saw it. He couldn’t believe his eyes at first, believing instead that his mind was playing tricks on him. The commotion that insude quickly snapped him from his stunned state, and he knew his perception was reality. He was, in fact, witnessing his very own brother leading a troop of guards while staring right at him.
Knowing he had to act fast, Godfathers shoved over a few party goers, sending them crashing into the tables in pursuit of the queen. Knowing he needed a distraction to stall his brother and the guards who followed, he leaped atop the throne, panning his eyes along the room. He sudden removed 4 darts from his jacket, steadying himself for a moment before sending each dart to their directed targets. Whipping past the guests and the guards, they soon hit their targets, breaking open 4 vials in middle of the largest huddled masses. Palming a few of the last remaining vials, he broke off the sealed caps and dropped the vials only a few feet out ahead of him. He knew he had bought himself a few moments, but he needed to act fast if he was going to escape this night.
With Fooly’s guards detained for a moment, he rushed towards the queen’s private chambers. He made it to the door, where 3 more armed men stood before him. Having little time to waste, he lunged towards the largest who stood furthest to the left. Knowing from the way he stood, that this warrior would be far too strong to overpower, he placed a firm kick to the kneecap, bringing the guard down swiftly. The second guard closest quickly lunged at Godfathers whose back was turned momentarily. Sensing him coming, Godfathers side stepped the blow, grabbing the guards hand and continuing the strike down further. Unable to stop himself, the guard cringed as his blade made contact, not with Godfathers, but instead his fellow man, lodging deep into his skull. With his sword stuck in his partners cranium, he stood in shock for a moment, horrified at what he had just done.His suffering was soon relieved though, as it only took a moment for Godfathers plunge his knife up through the soft tissue lining the mandible, working his knife foward as he did so. The guard, now complete with a gash that began at his chin and ended below his neck, fell quickly as his last remaining breaths gurgled through the pooled blood. The final guard, unable to cope with the sight before him, dropped his sword and quickly pleaded for mercy and his life.
The queen stood calmly in her room, trying to pickup on the events that were occurring through the screams when the door ripped free of it's hinges. Atop it lay a guard, still pleading for some sort of reprieve just before Godfathers thrust two short swords into him, one up under each side of his rib cage. She watched as his face formed a sick, twisted grin at the gasps of air that escaped the man who lay dying. Soon enough though, his attention was turned away from the man who lay convulsing in his final acts of death, and on her.
Realizing that there was no real way out that wouldn’t lead to a fight with more guards than he could possibly handle, Godfathers instead grabbed the queen and snuck through the window into the wide open kingdom. Gagging her as to not alert anyone to their position, he made his way to the wall with her firmly in hand.
Reaching the wall without detection, he quickly looked for a weak spot to exploit. Finding one, he pulled out a small explosive he had created before hand and attempted to blast a hole just big enough for escape. Successful, he turned to grab the queen..sweeping her forward and turning once more back to the hole just in time to feel the blade of a sword pressed firmly against his throat. “I wouldn’t do that if I was you” said a voice that rang far too familiar for Godfathers. “There is a hall filled with the dead and dying thanks to you. Thanks to whatever sick and twisted plot you concocted" Goofy began, feeling his emotions attempting to take over before calming himself. He sighed heavily, regaining composure and spoke calmly "Let her go and I will let you live, though you don’t deserve it.". “So after everything, all the planning, all the work, it is you who will be the downfall of it all, eh Goof?” Godfathers replied, moving his blade so the glint of it caught Goofy's eyes. The blade, short but long enough to complete the dead, was pressed against the queen's throat, digging in with each of her short labored breaths.
They stood for a moment, each unwilling to give up his position, when they heard a noise that caused them both lo look away. in shock and enraged at the sight before them stood Fatal, Killer and Vahn. "Let her go now" Vahn growled out, his voice primal in it's rage. "Vahn, it will do no good..Fatal, let me take him out, I can do it before he makes a move" Killer said, his face emotionless as he surveyed the situation. "No" Fatal replied, nobody move until we are sure the queen will remain safe.".
Knowing the numbers were no longer in his favor, Godfathers slipped the final 2 remaining vials from his sleeve to his hand. "You deserve far worse than this Goof" he said, a sick smile on his face as he threw the vial towards the face of his very own brother. Goofy, expecting a trick like this, caught the vial before it could hit him, or worse yet, break. Thinking Godfather's planned ruined, Goofy lowered his guard for a split second, giving the man he once called brother, time to put the final plan of action into play.
Without hesitation, he ripped the gag from the queens lips and placed the last remaining vial of toxin in her mouth. With the same devilish smile she had seen before, she watched him as he piercing through it with his knife. Time slowed greatly as she felt the warm liquid coat her tongue and throat, feeling the numbness spread over wherever the liquid touched. Feeling her body being forced forward at goofy, she closed her eyes and swallowed, taking in all the toxin as to not let it leak free her mouth. With her final heartbeats, she watched as this wicked man, this demon among humans, escaped through the hole in a large cloud of smoke.
Clan Comics
Comic No.3
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