It's never a good sign when you wake to your door being kicked in. This precarious situation is made somewhat worse when said door is kicked in by armed men. And it gets a whole lot worse when those men are supposed to be your comrades.
Sadly for
Sgt. Demon X, this is what was happening to him. Knowing this was going to end badly for him,
Demon X leaped for the window, intent on escaping. Sadly, in his panic, he had forgotten about the heavy iron bars that protected the window.
Dazed and a wee bit confused, he was bundled into the back of a military van.
Within, he met a Raven haired Captain. It was clear that this Captain was not about to do anything good. While Sgt. X would have preferred to hear his promotion being read out, he instead heard an innumerable list of charges;
- Aiding and abetting the Enemy,
- Spying,
- Treason,
- Fleeing the scene of a crime.
- Not flushing the toilet
There were a page of smaller crimes, most of which seemed to be made up.
“This is insane! I’m innocent, Captain, do you even have any evidence?”
The Captain gave an odd smile, a gleam appeared deep within its purple eyes.
“Evidence? Is that what you want? Here you go then…”
With a tangible air of smugness, the Captain handed the unfortunate young Sergeant a folder.
This was only reinforcing
Demon X’s dislike of Officers, but this was hardly the time to focus on such things.
He quickly flipped through the folder. This was ridiculous, how could he have sent messages from Central HQ on days he knew he’d been on field duty?
“These are lies, they’re all fabricated! It’s a conspiracy!”
“Are you calling me a liar, Sergeant?”
“Yes! That's right, I am. You’re lying, whoever wrote this is lying and...And...And that sucks. It sucks a lot.”
Despite his reasoned protests
Demon X was carried from the vehicle and swiftly tied to a large post in the middle of a courtyard.
This didn’t look good.
It looked a whole lot worse when a squad of armed troops strode out onto the Courtyard and aimed their guns right at the unlucky young man.
As he was blindfolded his mind began to race.
Why do I see an image of the Captain with long dark hair and purple eyes in my mind?
It means something but what?“Wait!” Cried
Demon X “This is a trick, I’m not the one you want! It’s…”
Before he could finish the Captain gave the order to shoot.
First
Fushigi Rockna, at the hands of the homunculus itself, then
Demon X, a victim of hysteria and doctored documents.
The homunculus smiled to itself. That was too easy. The living doll strode away, confident it would survive this little episode.
So thus concludes round two. Round 3 begins immediately and ends 2am GMT on January 1st.