Chapter 30: Slaughter
Amidst the Red etch, perched upon the regal emerald thrones, sat a man of striking features. His jet-black hair framed a face reminiscent of Duke Leto, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold a universe of secrets. Below the surface of the red sietch, where clones of Damon Atreides were housed, a particular vase lay shattered. Its contents spilled across the floor. It was as if a forbidden entity had escaped its confines.
This was Damon Atreides, in the body of a clone he had created long ago, a body that now served a purpose. He was alive, Yet his mind was not confined to this realm. It often wandered, suggesting actions that his physical self would later carry out. But now, he had constructed a body capable of unleashing his true power, free from the threat of harm.
Below the thrones, a golden cup stood, brimming with wine.
Draped in a robe and clad in loose black sweatpants, Damon sat upon the throne. His bare chest, a testament to his physical prowess, protruded with strength. His very presence exuded power, but more than that, it instilled fear.
Damon Stretched out his hand, and the cup came to him; in a quick snap, in a blink of an eye, it was in his hands, and he rested the cup in his mouth, allowing the sweet red wine in his mouth.
He did not smile, nor was he happy. He had been alive long before his time, but here and now, he, the one who was free from destiny, had to abide by its rules. A tear ran down his face. He looked to the pillars where the King's Guard was and looked away. He rested his neck on the back of the throne, where above was a sculpture of a sandworm with its mouth wide open, waiting to devour his head.
Damon looked up at the sky and saw the stars and moonlight spread through the hall. Using one of his abilities, he blurred his eyes. He began to see through the eyes of everyone related to him, the Reverend Mother Gaius Helen, and what she was teaching his future wife, Lady Irlun, Daughter of the Padishah emperor.
He looked through the eyes of his mother, Lady Jessica, his father, and last but not least, his younger self—the one who had traveled to Arrakeen to meet his family—the one who always thought he was in control, but he was influenced by himself, his older and much wiser self.
There was no difference between the two; rather, they were one person; however, one was more powerful than the other. The Younger version of himself who was in Arrakeen and had been led to believe he was the only one who walked the halls of the red sietch, and that was indeed true for a time. Damon, who sat on the throne, sometimes used his younger self's body to walk the mountain when he slept, reminiscing the old halls and all that would come.
In Arrakeen, Damon stood next to his father. They looked down below the steps and saw the Atreides soldiers fighting the Harkonnens and the Sardukar. He felt it, the small pebble of protrusion on his mind. "You are active," Damon said to himself.
"It was always the plan, was it not? I'm sure you have already noticed how your body was dying from the power we held together as one. "His voice said in his head. " I always found it strange why I would need a clone, but now I know why. Still, I wouldn't say I like being used, but we are the same; you are me, and I am you. There is no difference between me seeing through your eyes and you seeing through mine." Said the demon who was on the battlefield.
" The day you saw me on my throne, and I held you in my arms, I said, finally, we are one. But you are a younger version of myself, one who has not seen and known all; you have a heart when you should not have one; you were not powerful enough to see those who wished to hide from you. The likes of the Almost kwizats are rats, but now we will see them like bugs. They will run like cockroaches when the light comes on. They need to fear us.
Paul was not feared when he became emperor; so many deaths my bigger brother had caused, and so did his children; if I cannot be loved after a century of ruling, then they will feel fear for my enemies who wish to hide and conspire behind me they will have another thing coming."
In unison, they both said. "However, together, they will know fear and pain; we control the tree's root, and they will obey. Yes, we are finally one and can unleash our might."
And at once, Damon, who was not restrained by human strength, unleashed a carnage of pain and misery on those below. He leaped from where he stood and landed in front of the Atreides shield wall or a wall of Daggers.
With his one arm, he pulled forward with an Invisible force, and the Enemies before him came to him like they were thrown at him from behind.
They ran into his dagger as it dug into their Shield, but it cut through like butter. The allies who were behind him stared at him in shock, but he raised his arm, which harbored his black blade, which was not a crysknife.
" Atreides with me, follow your young master and kill those who wish to stand in our way." And that is what he had done. He cut through them like a saw blade; nothing was hard enough to slow down his blade.
When his blade met another, the person's arm was broken, and the blade shattered. His strength had become superhuman; he moved like a shadow through the field. He jumped on a man, stole his blade, stabbed him in the throat with it, and threw it to another, piercing the eye, and it exited the skull.
This was the son of Rohan and Lokam; it was only in battle that many knew the meaning of his name, Blood Worm. It was not empty words. He had slayed so many in his path that his suit had become blood red and stunk of Iron and Guts,
Even the Feared Sardukar began to fear him and back away slightly. One move was all it took to kill a Sardukar, and in the moments you were distracted. His personal guards were around the battlefield. Came to the slaughter. Ten men, no, ten demons. Had been massacring a field full of the best-trained soldiers in the universe.
In the far corner, Jamis, who stayed by Duke Leto, ran from there and used his arm for momentum when leaping over Damon's back, landing a kick and a blade sticking out the tip of his shoe, cutting the throat of a nearby enemy. He was by his brother in arm, his long-time friend. Krelln. "About time you started fighting like that. No holding back, eh." Jamis said.
Damon smiled under his mask, which showed the best routes to kill the enemies. He jumped further into the crowd and continued his carnage. It wasn't long before he heard a familiar roar.
The Red Fremen, they called them, were demons in human flesh, one of Unparalleled strength, and The Sardukar had now realized the threat these people posed to the emperor. But he was not here to save them, to give them strength; he was a god in their eyes, but their god was not here, only the devil was here, and this was his domain, a hell none could escape.
"BLOOOOD WORM, COME TO ME, YOU FREMEN SCUM." Glassue Rabban the Beast was here. He hid behind his men, killing Atreides soldiers after being beaten by his men in front of him. They had formed a circle around him, protecting him. And he would kill those who had a blade through their guts and chest but were still alive enough to give a slight resistance.
He had Just Finished cutting down another Atreides solder; he had cut the man's head off and allowed blood to come down into his mouth. His mouth was riddled with Mettle teeth and an eyeglass. This confused Damon; the man could have healed his eye and mouth if he had wanted to, but he decided he wanted the scar.
Damon remembered the day he gave Galssue the Gift of pain. A rage came from deep within him, and he roared, " RABBAN."
A/N: Hope you guys liked this, you should know they are the same person one is just older, and has experinced all that is to come and all that has happened. and this alos Signifies his growth as a person of this kind of magnitude of power. He may be the Kwizats Hedrach but he is so much more.
in case you dont understand how he had superhuman strength that is because, the human mind has a thing that prevent you from using a hundred percent of your body strength, in this instance Damon removed that, he does not have that restraint anymore.
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