"You're making a foolish decision, Marcello. This is what Salomon planned for us to do. He wants you to silence me..to keep me from exposing his truth.." he mumbled, softly.
"His truth? There is no truth to unfold, brother."
"But there is. You're being used, as a tool. YOU'RE the real bad guy, Marcello.."
Marcello shook his head side-to-side. "No, I'm not."
"All truth can be revealed to you if you read Salomon's journal."
"I'm through talking to you." Marcello takes Ba'al 's scythe out of his hand. Marcello walks away. "Farewell brother. And may your justice be swift and painless." After a couple of minutes, Marcello entered Salomon's room, where Salomon was looking through his stained glass window.
Salomon looks behind him and saw Marcello with Ba'al 's scythe. He turned around with a smile on his face. "Excellent work Marcello! You've taken the Scythe of Verità back!" he happily said.
Marcello nods his head. "Yeah!..But there's something I need to ask."
"Speak your mind."
"He said something about some truth being revealed in your journal-"
"And you wish to take a look to ease the state of mind, correct?"
"Yeah."
Salomon threw Marcello his journal. "Help yourself."
Looking through the journal, and only through a few pages, Marcello closes it. "Alright. I trust you 110% Lord Salomon. No more questions, no more doubt."
Salomon smiled. "I'm glad to hear that Marcello."
A knight rushes into Salomon's room. "Sir! The Crimson Reaper escaped!"
Marcello looked at the knight. "What!?"
"We've looked all over the city and he's no where to be found!"
"Dammit."
"There is no need for panic."
Marcello and the knight look at Salomon in question. "Sir?"
"Even if we leave him alone, he's still greatly weakened without his scythe and does not pose as a formidable threat. He will be back for the scythe, along with the Raven Reapers."
"The Raven Reapers, sir?"
"Indeed. They see now that it is no longer in Ba'al 's hands so they will return to claim it."
"His truth? There is no truth to unfold, brother."
"But there is. You're being used, as a tool. YOU'RE the real bad guy, Marcello.."
Marcello shook his head side-to-side. "No, I'm not."
"All truth can be revealed to you if you read Salomon's journal."
"I'm through talking to you." Marcello takes Ba'al 's scythe out of his hand. Marcello walks away. "Farewell brother. And may your justice be swift and painless." After a couple of minutes, Marcello entered Salomon's room, where Salomon was looking through his stained glass window.
Salomon looks behind him and saw Marcello with Ba'al 's scythe. He turned around with a smile on his face. "Excellent work Marcello! You've taken the Scythe of Verità back!" he happily said.
Marcello nods his head. "Yeah!..But there's something I need to ask."
"Speak your mind."
"He said something about some truth being revealed in your journal-"
"And you wish to take a look to ease the state of mind, correct?"
"Yeah."
Salomon threw Marcello his journal. "Help yourself."
Looking through the journal, and only through a few pages, Marcello closes it. "Alright. I trust you 110% Lord Salomon. No more questions, no more doubt."
Salomon smiled. "I'm glad to hear that Marcello."
A knight rushes into Salomon's room. "Sir! The Crimson Reaper escaped!"
Marcello looked at the knight. "What!?"
"We've looked all over the city and he's no where to be found!"
"Dammit."
"There is no need for panic."
Marcello and the knight look at Salomon in question. "Sir?"
"Even if we leave him alone, he's still greatly weakened without his scythe and does not pose as a formidable threat. He will be back for the scythe, along with the Raven Reapers."
"The Raven Reapers, sir?"
"Indeed. They see now that it is no longer in Ba'al 's hands so they will return to claim it."
The end
is only
the beginning...
08-Sep-2009 23:22:37 - Last edited on 08-Sep-2009 23:27:02 by Serene End