the realm of Rhydin at the Cat House years ago...
covered the walls behind the bar..on the bar..and on the floor..One
terrified girl crouched on the stage gripping tightly upon a
dance..knuckles white from fear. Serra, dressed only in what
shreds were left of her undergarments highlighted with blood, approached
the stage. The double edged short sword was held loosely in her
hand and she swung it slow and low by her thigh. She stopped
before the stage and put one foot on a low step..brought one slim finger
to her mouth::
girl looked back up at her as Serra smiled and sat on the corner of the
stage with the girl still curled up in fear...Serra spoke softly::
alright sweety...they're all dead now..they've paid for what they made
you do..for what they made us all do.
looked over the place and saw nearly countless bodies of patrons,
workers, dancers..some pieces..some whole. She smiled again at her
work and looked back to the girl::
was swift this day..wouldn't you sa...
before she could finish speaking she looked narrowly at the girl and
shook her head almost in surprise::
regret nothing do you?...you are wondering what you will do for work
now...Do you not repent?....
girl only cried softly to herself as Serra rose back up from the stage
to stand before her...she turned her back to the girl and lifted the
sword up close to her own face and spoke quietly::
blade can never strike down an innocent..only the guilty will be
judged...and justice offered to them.
drew in a deep breath and turned..the blade slipped quietly through the
air and just as quietly through the flesh of the girl's neck. She
watched the head roll a few times and stop before wiping the blade upon
the girls clothes and making her way slowly to the door and out of it.
She turned to face the building...lifted the blade and screamed an
angelic warriors scream as the place erupted in flames. the
job was done::