A Series of Unfortunate Events Part: 50

[No civilian gets away with harming a good soldier and no living creature harms an Elite Guard and survives. Period.]

Wednesday 1-18-2012

Render’s vision blurs with tears at the sound of Reaver’s voice. He knows now that they will not stop until he’s dead. Whatever they want from him it doesn’t sound like it will be taken without them taking his life in the process. He frames the question in his head but breaks down before it could be uttered in confidence.
“what do you want from me?!?”
His voice cracks and pitches as the words jerked tears from his eyes. Saliva dribbles from his lower lip as he followed the question with mumbled out sorrow filled nonsense.
“Oh Mr. Reyes, no need for tears. You are about to do this country a great service. You and your kind will provide the valuable knowledge to create mediums of better defenses for this country.”
Amidst his speech Reaver walks forward from the shadows. His face is slowly reddening in color and has become glazed with an angry glare that if it were anything but a line of sight, would pierce a hole in Render. He continues forward ranting with a subtle rage and as he comes within arm’s reach of Render, grabs his chin and lifts his sniveling head to face him.
“Rather than waiting for you to waste away such potential on the rancid rotting of the human condition you people with ‘powers’ always evoke in your effort to maximize your personal gain with giving yourself gifts using your gifts... We have intervened. We will exact this hiccup in God’s plan as a means to better many with what you would have otherwise allowed to go to waste.”