Prelouge
Her eyes were filled with fury as she gazed upon the individuals who freely accused her. Would they be making this decision if they knew the truth?
Z thought as she kept the knot on her throat steady "You must be executed for the sins you have committed."
spoke the council in unison.
She began to chuckle under her breath
"Oh Really?"
she said in a sinister cold tone.
"Murdering is a sin greatly punished according to our scrolls of time that keep our integrity"
the head of the council spoke in a monotone voice. At that moment Z began to detach from the scolding and arguments of The Council.
In her last moments she was exhausted, the chains attaching her to the white titanium marble floor were beginning to feel heavier, although her body was battered and bruised still nothing was heavier than the agony, she felt rotting inside her heart, she had no regrets about the decisions made.
"It has been decided then tonight during the waxing moon the pain you inflicted on others with your powers will be returned to you three times more painful under the watchful eyes of every individual inhabiting heaven"
said the head of the council raising his eyes at her
"So be it"
she smiled wickedly
"Set my body on fire, carve my wings from the depths of my back, every molecule of my being"
she gazed at the head council and said the following
"I vow that I will be reborn and wreak havoc on this place once again"
she then tilted her head to the side
"I won't be so merciful this time"
she then let go a diabolical laughter that echoed through the room.
The council members flinched under their perfect cushion seats; they never heard such malice in someone's laughter before.
"Take her away immediately and prepare her for her execution!"
the head council commanded.
Instantly two well-built guards rushed into the room and forced her limb torture body off the floor. She steadied herself masking her pain as she was dragged away, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath filling every corner of her body with air; her eyes opened slowly to see the crescent moon in the midnight sky adorned with zillions of stars to keep her company.
Outside the room council some screamed, some laughed and booed at her, others cried and some prayed. There was no home for her no longer, no warmth or kindness inside, only a boiling hunger for revenge no prayer could save her from the darkness she had become. She only smiled sickly as the guards began her demise.
