This wasn't part of the plan.
She opens her eyes but there is but there is not a single glimpse of light.
All the muscles in her body hurt.
The smell of blood was overwhelming.
"Bienvenida to Hotel Fez...."
A dark voice said.
"The last guest of this room chose to have a permanent stay.
We are sorry about the lack of seaside view, and well ,
you won't be needing a balcony as long as you stay tied to that chair.''
The sound of a Zippo ,
in a split second she could see the face of the man who was talking to her.
Could that be him?
It was nothing but a fairytale ,
told to sair children who wouldn't do 100 push ups before breakfast.
At least , until now.
Bretonians called him Jolly Gino, Rheinlanders spoke of the BearSair.....
"It is not important who I am."the voice said, interrupted her thoughts. ''I think you have some visitors planned, you know ,
the people you've back stabbed are eager to speak with you.
In the meantime , enjoy our Holotainment network
since you've been sobbing about Canal Uno for months''
With those words he left the cell , locking the door behind him.
I am disappointed, I'm standing in front of a woman who used to be my sister, sister in battle and combat.
what you were thinking in that moment?
why you betray us in this way?
por que?
lo siento senorita Baila, but i can stand here looking at you.
All does battles that we fought and won together will only be dark memories.
I have no ideas whats next for you, but what you did will cost you a high price.
His neck stretched forwards, leaning in, peering at the sulking body
Well there... miss, now you get to see what it's like to be a worthless traitor, rotting in a cell... Heh...
he began pacing back and forth
You know if felt good to finally shoot you down. It did... Beating you senseless once I beamed your pod in... better to avoid any sort of "struggle" you may have wanted to put up. I even got a few extra shots in once we touched down, you were... still unconscious. Hurts doesn't it. He smiled as Baila slowly cringed at the open wounds covering her face. Whores... they're all the same when you really boil down to it, they all scream when they know their run is up, when they've nothing left to give, and no one -really- wants them. You face was just like any others when I caught you... You knew it, you felt it... you're worthlessness.
he stops mid stride, his head twitching from old age
You see that's the problem with this younger generation... The self degeneration. Paring up with any disgusting human waste for some frivolous dream of -love- and -desire- that is really just your uncontrollable whorish nature!
...
But don't worry little whore, old Santi' made sure to put an end to your little dream... And I'm sure your little "Peaches" is getting all worked up and ready to set sail to save your... worthless self. But... he looks at her, a grin of almost pure delight it's alright, he's next.
*quiet voice to the guard* Leave us alone please *wait till the guard leave*
I can't believe it!! I know you for many years now and i've
always had great respect for you Baila and well i still have
respect for you. *silly laugh* I know you did what you thought
would be best for you and i can't blame you. I'll never had
a second thought about you and will never have cause even
with what you did, i still call you my friend.
*look at Baila and shake his head*
Unfortunatly i can't save your butt this time. I got my hands tied!!
Wish i could get you out of this mess but the fact is that i can't. I
only hope you know what could be the outcome and that you're
ready to face the consequences. I know you enough to know that
you got a backup plan but i don't wanna hear about it. I'll try to
talk to your father and request exile instead of death sentence.
*smile and got a slight laugh*
I really respect what you did for me in the past and hope we'll
be able. someday, to get drunk again, have fun raising some
hell. I also respect the motivations for you treason. Maybe
i don't agreed with these but i know how you might feel bout it.
*get close and kiss Baila forehead*
Take care hermana. Hope we'll meet again here or in the other world
The cell door opens, in the blinding light there stands a shape of a man, not to tall, not to muscular but clearly in a sharply cut flight uniform. Not your average corsair. The Cell light goes on and there he stands, someone you wouldnt expect in a cell on Battleship Fez. Ronaldo Benitez
"Foolish little chica! Did you honestly think you could date an hereje, an outsider? Madre mio Baila, what have you gotten yourself into... How could you be so stupid! I know you had balls chica, ever since you hit that large boy in kindergarten.
Always getting into fights and usually come out on top but now chica, you made the wrong move and your daddy isn't to pleased! A reaver, a pendejo that shoots people for money, no honor, nothing! After all that they've done to our imperio and your Bretheren!
I can't stand with you on this hermana."
The man walks further into the cell and gives Baila a kiss on the forehead.
Nos vemos en la muerte!"
The cell light goes off again, he walks out and the door closes with a load clank.
There used to be pictures here
once known as Richard Farbridge, OBE and Ronaldo Benitez
The Benitez gunboat Ageis passes close by the Battleship Fes.
Leon Benitez, a tall and somewhat aged looking man with black hair and tatoos covering parts of the left side of his face and neck, is standing silently behind the pilot seats.
"Senor Leon, we are passing by Fes now."
"So I see..." Leon crosses his arms. "Set course for the Omega-41 jumphole." "But senor, aren't you gonna tal'." "No, I'm not gonna talk to her. There is nothing to say." "Senor Leon?"
"She turned her back on us and the Corsair empire, and she did it solely for her own gain. Traitors have no place in my heart. If you try to take a shortcut like she did, and leave everyone who depends on you behind, you are a traitor and a turncoat."
Leon mumbles to himself. "I can never call her hermana again..."
As he stands there with his arms crossed and looking out the window, a face in his mind appear before him. The face of a man who had also betrayed the empire. A man he had executed himself. His father.
Is this really happening?
Or is this some weird soñar....
Ricardo... Alberto ... Ronaldo...
Were they here?
Why didn't they help...
If only Elder Sephari was here...
Or Tribune Werss...
A sharp flash of pain shoots through her entire body.
Al Santi... That old man.
Did he do this to me....
Someone enters the dark holding cell again
"Time for some answers.
I hope you are enjoying the truth serum, It's on the house.'' The dark voice said.
"Where is this Piñata, the hombre you threw away your life for?"the voice asks. ''Was he worth it?'' ''Has... ta....'' She tries to speak but the words won't come out of her mouth. ''Go on , start talking'' ''Hasta la muerte...''She mumbles and spits towards the direction the voice is coming from. ''Good shot, looks like you need a larger dosis'' As her skin gets punctured by a syringe and her pupils dilate,
there is only one thing on her mind. .
Peaches...
Save me...
At some point, Señor Lobo, the white one, wolfie, that crazy one, had entered.
He looked, unimpressed.
Unphazed.
Bored. Someone care t' explain t' me, why am I supposed to bother visiting? It's like moderately condoning this.... No matter.
He turned a chair and sat on it, leaning his elbows onto the backrest and propping his head up. It's like watching a rash on one's intimates in slow motion, flying through the cockpit window. I hope it was worth it.
One of these days, there will be a clever, stylish and/or funny signature here.
This is still not that day, however.
Memoria fleet of The Brotherhood headed to a meeting in the Omega 49, as they passed through the Omega 41, Werss thought of something and he was very quiet, moreover, it seemed that he is more sad than angry as usual. Near the Omega 47 jump hole, Memoria dreadnought operator said via bridge loudspeakers:
'We approaching Omega 47 jump hole, get ready for the jump, might be a bit humpy because of eastern Walker Nebula where the rocks are also'
Jump was gone through wormhole very well without any problems, and they found themselves a few miles from the Battleship Fes. At that moment one of the Brotherhood Centurions said that Memoria should fuel refill because the Omega 47 is a very large system and it will be long way until they reach Omega 49 jump hole. Werss is suddenly *twitched* and decided to see what is happening on the Battleship Fes, since he wasn't been there for ages. Centurion Blanco said that they will stay on Fes for a while. Although Werss knows Fes facilities very well as his pocket, he told Centurion to show him a way to Baila Morena cell, so it was. When they reached the cell Werss said:
'Thank you, and now leave us alone.'
'But... my Tri...'
"Silence, go now, I will come soon and then we continue as planned"Werss interrupted him.
Tribune watched her ... as she sleeps, exhausted by the many and insulting questions, she was tired. Werss wished to enter inside her cell to strangle her with bare hands, to tell her all the horrible words that exist in Sirius. He wished to burn the cell together with her inside. He wanted to express all his anger on her, but... he had no strength to do so. She was his darling, his student, his compañera. He had always inspires her and giving her confidence when she needed it the most. He's always advised her... She was deeply disappointed him but he still felt something for her somehow... loved her very much. No'¦ he had no the strength to hurt her, he couldn't. He had to stay calm, necessary for meeting which expects him. He watched her for some time and he almost not breathing, he was very quiet. Baila woke up and frightened asked:
'Who is there, what is happening, show yourself'¦ don't you dare to touch me'
She was afraid, she didn't know who is standing in the shadows in front of her celldoor.
Tribune was silent, seemed to be *full of atomic bomb substances in it that is about to explode* by the intense hatred and sadness in the same time. He sighed deeply and turned away, but when he emerged from the shadows she is somehow recognized him with tears in her eyes and she said:
'Werss mis 'mano, is that you, stop please, hear me, come back'¦'
He had no patience, she has... viciously let down his ideas about her dignity life, he stopped at 10 meters from the her cell and said quietly to himself:
'I'll kill him I swear'¦ maldito!'
He didn't say a word to her, he was afraid and he was afraid that he could to do some horrible things if he say something. He came back to the Memoria Dreadnought and he said:
'Takes us out of here, what are you waiting for?!'
'We were waiting for you, you honest Trib'¦' Centurions Blanco failed to finish his words'¦
'Enough... and start the the bloody engines, we are late dammit' Werss exclaimed!
One pilot remarked a Reaver ship on the radar, He wanted to inform the crew, but Blanco interrupted him and he said:
'Silent there, says nothing, If Werss hear about Reaver ship there, the consequences could be disastrous. Battleship Fes crew will take care of it easily. It's just a fighter and nothing more.'
Maybe it's an Reaver who is seduced Morena, maybe it is Peaches poet who probably thinking in order how to rescue his love from detention of angry and vigilant Corsair guards. Fortunately for him'¦ Tribune hasn't been informed about it.
''Ah Tribune, don't waste your time on that chica estúpida...
She is no longer my daughter, or your Hermana.''
El Presidente said with a cynical tone in his voice.
"Eliza Eliza .... My little Spartan....
Love can make people do the stupidest things,
but your grandfather once told me, Va dove ti porta il cuore, Go where your heart takes you''
Presidente took a glimpse at his watch.
''So I will give you what you want.
Your warrior days are over and it is time for you to be reunited with the love of your life,
as soon as Al Santi and Machete are done with re-educating you.
By the looks of you that will not take long anymore.
I have spoken to Elder Espi of the Black Sails, serve the good man well.
He will keep you far away from the chaos of battle that you have proven to be incapable to deal with,
and offers you a peaceful existence as a maid in his casa.''
He turned his head towards Tribune Werss.
''We have a meeting with the Gaians to catch amigo,
Lets get going''
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