Ileus: The Dark Prince

Morris was petrified. Potent panic rocked him when he realized that his brother had become a rogue. His heart stuttered to a stop as Lucas growled at him. "Why are you doing this Lucas?" he asked, not expecting an answer.

"Because I hate you," Lucas replied. "I hate the very family that abandoned me." His gaze went to Kaizan and he pointed at the scar on his face. "Remember this? I will pay both of you for what you have done to me in full!"

"We never abandoned you," Morris clarified in a hoarse voice. "It was you who walked over on us."

"Fuck off!" Lucas said. he looked beyond them and whistled, the sound piercing the black night. Two more rogues jumped out of the trees and charged at the three.

Coated with fresh anger, Kaizan countered them with his sword. He dodged their attack, swirled back and then charged them back like a soldier he was. His sword, now crimson, plunged through one of the rogue's stomachs impaling him forward. Kaizan caught the man's shoulder and with a dark, deep, he dragged the man impaled on his sword, for a few steps and then swiftly removed his sword from his stomach. The man gurgled blood and fell to the ground. The next moment, Kaizan slashed his throat and he was as dead as the night. He turned to look at the other opponent.

Metal clanged against metal in the middle of a deserted street. Gusts of winds touched the skin with bone chattering cold. Lucas attacked Morris once again. Morris met his brother's sword, enraged as hell. Morris lifted his leg up and kicked Lucas on his knees. Lucas stumbled back, not able to take the impact.

Claire bravely fought with her daggers with the rogue who was charging at her with speed. Pissed at the way he was dodging her attack she stuck her dagger in his right upper arm when he attacked her again. The rogue screamed. He took out the dagger from his flesh and doubled his efforts. Claire was weakening. There was a deep gash on her back that bled heavily and her vision was faltering.

In a few minutes, the other rogue was on the ground and Kaizan shifted his attention to Lucas. Rage blinded him. However, as soon as he did that Claire's scream stopped Morris and him.

Taking advantage of the situation, the other rogue pulled Claire to his chest and placed his sword over her neck. "Don't move or she dies," he snarled.

Lucas chuckled. "I will have fun killing both of you."? He wiped the blood from his face. He looked at Kaizan, panting and sweating. Pointing his sword at him, he said, "Olivia had a beautiful voice. I would have fucked her mouth for that voice. I was so close to fucking her, but then she got married to you."

Kaizan snarled. "One more word about Olivia, and I will forget that you are Morris's brother."

Lucas laughed a low, sick, throaty laughter. "I have already forgotten him as my brother. But what I remember is this scar on my face. And I am going to make you pay! What a fool you are, General Kaizan. You got caught in a trap I laid. Do you think, I was going after Morris and sweet Claire?" He looked at Claire and winked. "I was going after you, General, and guess what I will have fun taking you to my leader. He will enjoy cutting you in small pieces and sending to your beloved Ileus and the king." He swirled his sword in the air. "You thought we were weak? Well, then rethink. We are coming back and we are coming back with force!"

Kaizan glanced at Claire. She was badly trapped. Her face was pale with exhaustion and blood loss. Her chest was heaving up and down and it looked that any time she could slip into unconsciousness.

"I am going enjoy fucking sweet Claire too," Lucas snarled. "And I will fuck her every night in a dark room." Ignoring Morris's growl, he turned to Kaizan and scoffed. "After I kill you here, we will get Olivia and trust me I will fuck her like there is no tomorrow and then throw her to all my fellows. After all, fucking the woman of a fallen General would be a nice addition to our achievements."

"This is what rats say when their end is near," Kaizan said, his chest rumbling with deep fury. As soon as he said that, he threw his dagger to Claire, who caught it in her hands and plunged it in the groin of the rogue behind her. He screamed as she caught his forearm on her throat and using every bit of energy left in her tossed him on the ground.

Kaizan's lips curved in a feral smile at Claire's alacrity. He looked at Lucas and lunged at him with his sword. Morris rushed to Claire who was about to fall to the ground. He picked her up in his arms and walked to the nearest mount.

"You love fucking a lot!" Kaizan said in a dangerous voice to Lucas who was now frightened. He spun in the air and when he landed on his feet, Lucas's torso was slashed from top right to left bottom. He groaned in pain as he stumbled back. He turned to flee but Kaizan unsheathed another dagger from his belt and threw it at him. Lucas screamed in pain as the dagger found home in his spine. He fell to the ground. Kaizan walked to him and removed the dagger from his spine. He kicked him and Lucas groaned as he flipped on his injured back. "You want to fuck her, and then also throw her to all your men?" Kaizan said in a voice so guttural that Lucas winced. He shook his head. "You love her voice so much that you want to fuck her mouth?"

"No, no," Lucas breathed heavily. "I am s—sorry. This wasn't my—" But before he could say another word, Kaizan had plunged his sword in his mouth. The man's eyes flew wide open with his gaze fixed on Kaizan. Kaizan twisted the tip of his sword in his mouth and Lucas's eyes stilled on his face. The man was dead.

"How did you like my sword fucking your mouth?" Kaizan asked with pure fury. He wanted to mangle him, but Morris held his shoulders and dragged him away.

"He is not worth your attention," Morris murmured.

They heard heavy clomping on the ground. A unit had come. Morris ordered them to remove the bodies as Kaizan still looked at the dead Lucas. He was tempted to take his head as a trophy to his wife.

"Please come," Morris urged him again. "Claire has bled a lot."

With some effort, Kaizan pulled himself away from the temptation. He walked to his horse, mounted it in one swift swing and then galloped through the streets all the way to his wife.

Olivia was awake, pacing the room when he entered it. Her heart plummeted to her stomach when she saw him covered with blood. She darted to him and held his forearms. "Kaizan!"

He grabbed her neck from behind and pulled her close to his chest. With one arm on her neck, which was a declaration of his possession and one arm on her waist, he closed his eyes when she was pressed against his chest.. "I have killed Lucas."