Devil's vow

Waylon Palace

Brazil

"MOVE DOWNNN! " his voice boomed just seconds before the blast was heard.

The guards surrounded him after the golden falcon erected on the mansion's top was blasted. Smoke, fire and uncertainty surrounded the atmosphere.

Surprisingly even though the marble of roof turned into cribbles the falcon didn't fell but instead caught fire. High flames surrounded it, a new emblem created - a phoenix, the bird of flames. The insignia of resurrection.

He motioned the guards aside at once, who parted like sea to give him way. He was taking in the view of once spotless, magnanimous mansion's walls turning dark with ash.

Such a pity, he wasn't scared with this child's play they called 'threatning'.

His eyes held a glint of amusement, indicating it was not a great surprise for him, but they soon turned steely cold when he turned towards his force of men.

"Halt! CEASE!" the army stiffened, alarmed.

"Lucas you will accompany me to Russia I my flight." his voice called and soon a short bald man in black with various guns securing his waist stepped forward. He seemed tense, his form shivering.

"Yes sir" with that he followed him to the jet stepping aside for his boss to step in.

"You are the pilot for the day Lucas, step inside or do you thought you will sit like a king beside me and enjoy wine?" Ajax drawled, his voice seemed extremely calm which forced every guard to secure their post. He was a hunter and right now it seems like he was hunting.

A drop of water fell on Lucas's arm- sweat. He didn't knew what was better, to sit in the helicopter and blast himself from the same explosive he had planned for Ajax or to accept that he was a traitor and face him, the first option seemed more merciful and less painful if he was to be honest.

But either way he was going to be doomed .Ajax will drag him down half bloodied, half dead and then start interrogation. Either way....It was not going to end well for him.

coming

am loyal to you my Lord, I was threatened-" Ajax pulled him to stand harshly

escape my clutches

against the jet with hands locked

explain, j-just give a

were talking about the weather. With

comprehend the situation, his hands were tied above his head and as someone harshly removed his blindfold he was blinded by the direct

reopening them to observe

shit! he was tied to the fancy mast of a large luxurious ship

it between his

head furiously but couldn't

have five seconds to speak truth.Who planted you

were cold and his look venonomous, like the god of death reincarnated. He knew who had sent Lucas to kill him, still it

the Russian dealer of human

  the mast and in a blink

rope was still tied to hands and feet. He submerged under water. trying to kick his feet or move his

20 feet lightning jelly fish was approaching him , it's tentacles  seemed to be searching for it's prey , he freezed with shock and fear, a fear so intense that without a second doubt he wanted to

plans ,before Lucas could black out he was pulled above the water, again on the

make my fury escalate. " He was excellent when interrogating, while other mafia men had a fetish of torturing traitors , he

beating furiously. If he had known that he was assigned to assassinate this devil of a man, he would

b-but I swear to dear lord, I-I didn't informed

no use anymore, take him away."

the Russian land" the captain of the ship announced breaking the