Chapter 65: Chapter 65: HIS REFLECTION

“I assure you the subject is of perfect shape but we shall not put all our eggs in one basket my lord.” Sir black said his head bowed in his position on his knees almost touching the earth. “I only suggest we go this far just to see if the rumors are true. Besides, we already know with that psychopath at the top they will never see the day of light when they get discovered.”

“If you already thought it through, why do you have to ask me.” The voice behind the veil answered in boredom. He hated when people wasted his time the most. “I did not give you this job so you can inform me on any unnecessary detail.” The man did not care about processes. He just cared about results

“I apologize for my incompetence but only disturb you with these unimportant things because the help I hired this time needs something only you can give.” sir black said his voice sweet as honey. His tongue was even more slippery than usual dripping with honey.

“And what might be this thing that only I can give be?” The voice asked in a flat tone.

“Only your most treasured Sukova my lord.” He answered carefully knowing he was now threading on thin ice. He only asked this because unfortunately the help he had hired did not have any interest in money. His demand was the one thing. One thing that was worthy more than money.

“You dare ask for my most treasured collection?” The voice was filled with even much boredom now with a little disappointment. He needed to thread softly. The man behind the veil was unpredictable and sir black treasure his life above everyone else’s.

“I dare not, commander. I only ask for your second most treasured collection. No one knows you have it and we can always retrieve it when he dies anyway.” Sir black words dripped of honey. The weapon was the only missing puzzle in his plan.

“I take it then that you have thought of a plan and my most treasured weapon will not be lost in vain.” The voice asked, unwilling to part even with one of his toys.

“The plan is impeccable and we will not suffer losses no matter who doesn’t make it out alive.” Sir black said with a little excitement. He hated loose ends and the plan he had set in motion was airtight.

“What other good news do you have for me, I don’t want to hear any more requests from you?” the voice behind the veil said in boredom. The voice never changed to happiness or anger. just dissatisfaction and boredom most of the time.

“I have made progress with the other subject. however the facility is running low on workers.” he said in a saddened tone.

“That won’t be the case if you just stopped killing them.” The voice behind the veil said in boredom again.

“Workers will be provided but I doubt that is the only reason you are here Taola.” The commander knew sir black well. There were a few things one could get away with or hide from the man. It was only wise to never hide things from the man.

“You know me well sir, I plan to make a short trip to get more ingredients for my new subject. It might take me no less than two months.”

“You can do whatever you want as long as you don’t fail. I doubt that you came here to ask for permission.” The voice snickered. It is not like he cared what Taola did half the time. He only expected and waited for results.

“I fear I may need a new identity. I’m going out of Tagayia.” sir black said.

“It is not that you haven’t been out of Tagayia before, you already know only the rule. If you get caught you know I will kill you myself before I get branded a traitor to tagayia.” The voice answered with little emotion. sir black knew he meant every word and threat.

“For this mission I need to be caught and imprisoned in the state of Lanka. However, I need you to break me out with someone when the time is right.” Sir black said and there was silence finally.

“So you want me to help you go in and out of a prison in the state of Lanka?” there was movement before something crushed. “Are you getting greedy? Or do you perhaps think that my influence is infinite?” The voice hissed with slight mockery.

“I dare not get greedy my lord but under the prison of Lanka imprisoned for a lifetime is one doctor who once had interests like mine. only he was not lucky to meet someone like you who saw a talent in me. I need to get him out to finish the present subject. It’s all for you sir and once we finish this we might not have an upper hand.” sir black could feel the disappointment from his benefactor and he knew he was dangerously close to losing a limb or worse his neck. However, he could have asked if it wasn’t completely necessary.

“You have grown, I see Taola, you are no longer the small boy who refused to eat when your subjects die.” The voice started after another long moment of silence. “Fine. I will grant you this wish but if you get caught in Lanka I will kill you both and proceed with the present subject.” he said in a bored tone again and sir black breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m forever grateful to you sir.” Sir black lowered his head touching his nose to the earth in respect.

“Leave now.” the voice said after yet another moment of prolonged silence and sir black did not have to be asked twice. The man might have taken him under his wing when he was just a boy but the man was also unpredictable and paranoid. The worst thing he could do was think that he was irreplaceable. He needed to make himself so useful that he was irreplaceable.

“Yes sir.”

“And Taola, try to keep longer the assistants I sent you this time.” The voice added when sir black turned to leave.

“I will try.” he smiled widely. This was the only hobby of his the commander indulged and he knew the man did not care how many sir black eliminated.

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Taola might have considered himself crazy but anytime he stood in front of the deranged guy in front of him he always felt a bit normal. They both had deadly hobbies, only that the one in front of him had no self control and actually chased his desires openly instead of privately. It was both enviable and scary to watch how far a man could go when he completely submitted to his desires with no restraint. perhaps he was the one who was hypocritical for thinking they were different

The best part about dealing with the guy was that he only needed a weapon and no rules. Just the assurance that he could go crazy and do whatever he wanted was all he needed. His weapon never stopped until no more hearts still beat. He was on the top of the list for wanted yet he always managed to evade his captors by ending them of course. if Taola did not need him for most tasks that he did not want to dirty himself he could have actually used the guy as a subject or beat against his subjects to see who was more animal.

“So there are no rules you say?” he asked, circling Taola several times. He was the definition of a man who had given into his darker self so much he had become less than a wild animal.

“You know there are no rules for you Rat.” Taola said, trying to match the guy’s craziness. He always doubted that something happened to the guy when he was just a child. something so bad that he never recovered. He was not one to speak however because his father killed his mother and asked him to sew her together again and again until she came back alive. His mother of course never came back to life and that had only made him receive more beatings. so he could only sow his mother together again and again. Even when his rotting skin started falling off her bones he still sewed her together.

When her skin started falling off the bones is when his father finally stopped and moved to something worse. He started to bring home dead carcasses of animals so he could sow them together with her mothers corpse. He wanted him to make a humanoid. Of course both endeavors were futile but his father had tied him in the house in chains and he was not going to allow him to leave until he had made a living person or creature out of the dead mass. After a while he stopped even smelling the rotting flesh and just sowed over and over.

The most ironic part was that his father was their village healer and he was loved by everyone. He brought babies into the world. To everyone he was such a perfect person who could not even harm a fly. He was the perfect example of evil yet to the people outside he was the best. Evil in its perfect form was sometimes wrapped in the most purest veil. That is why he loved to deal with Rat because he was the same in and out. Yet sometimes he found it a little sad.

When the rot smelled so unbearable that even the closest neighbour who lived a few Vaara away came to investigate. All he found was a boy tied to chains sowing dead flesh together. His father had been out of town for weeks then and he had not had anything to eat. He had been even tempted to eat the rotting flesh but settled on eating his waste. It was truly a picture of horror. Even when his father turned all the blame on him, everyone believed him and he was sent to the junior prison academy where he could come to know the definition of cruelty.

“You will get me my treat then?” he stopped circling and stopped in front of Taola. His eyes were even more dead than Taola’s and the only favour that Taola could do him was send him to his last mission so he could get away from this world. Guys like him and Rat were a disease who needed to be put down like animals. He knew that more than anything yet he hated people who created monsters like him.

“I always get you your treats.” He smiled and the other guy smiled even wider. and for a moment it was like staring into a mirror. The reflection was the reason he had to help his commander create a better world. A world where no one had the power to create more monsters like himself. That was the only reason he still lived. He wanted to see the new world his commander could create and he was going to help him achieve it. Nothing and no one was going to stand in his way. A world perhaps where he could see his mother grow old. She had been stupid enough to be deceived with a man like his father. Sometimes he blamed her stupidity for living in the same house with the definition of evil yet she never realized. She on the other hand was just innocent both on the inside and outside and that was even more repulsive to him. To even imagine that such innocence, such oblivious innocence existed in the midst of so much evil repulsed him.

“Guess then it’s almost time to have fun and make it rain.” The other man laughed so loud and chilling but Taola never felt fear of chills anymore, just the urge to survive long enough to create a world where children would never know what it is like to take apart and sow together your dead mother over and over again.

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