Chapitre 23: Ch21: Trueman
Guess who's back with a new chapter? Been a while since I've uploaded a chapter (I'll explain the reason at the end of the chapter) so today's chapter is longer.
For this chapters question, what is top three movies that you wouldn't get tired of watching many times?(Just movie or serieses, no anime or animation.)
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3rd Pov
After a short nap and replenishing some of the energy that he used, Roy slowly began to wake up.
He moved his hand to stifle a yawn only to be met with an obstacle.
The hand that he moved or at least tried to move it was bound by an iron chain to a wall.
'What is goi-' His train of thoughts was broken apart as he took in the appearance of the environment and it settled on his mind that where he was.
He knew this place better than anyone, as it was the same cell that he was locked up in his previous life.
The same white room that had been his home for many months, the same place that was under his father's supervision.
'This should be a dream, a moment ago I was sleeping on Snorlax's shoulder, there is no way that it was all a dream.'
As his eyes wandered around the room to look for anything suspicious or amiss, he was hit with the cold truth that he might truly be in a bad position.
The chains around his hand felt too real for them to be fake or to made up just to trick him, but even then he didn't panic.
Panicking in this situation would only lead him to make unnecessary and wrong decisions.
Nevertheless the thought of everything that happened to him in his new life being a dream came across his mind.
'No those memories were surely not a dream.'
He reassured himself as he had a reason that made him believe it wasn't a dream.
If all those things that happened were supposed to be a dream, then he wouldn't have felt the need to sleep.
'If I go with that logic, then my current situation is akin to a dream or rather a trap that is made to keep me in here.'
He thought to himself as he laid his back on the cold white wall behind him. Taking a deep breath and composing himself, Roy decided to try a few things.
The first thing was to see if he could effect the dream by thinking about random stuff, which proved to be a failure.
'This means that this isn't my dream and I don't have any control on it... Could it be Vermeil's doing?'
Vermeil, obviously as the person that had taught him dream magic surely had the power to do so.
'But for what reason would she do this to me... could it be a test?'
It's not like the first time that she had tested him with challenges she made for him in dream worlds, but this one felt a bit different due to the environment.
'Then again sometimes the environment of dream worlds is based on a person's memories, things that even we who use dream magic don't have access to.'
As Roy was deep in though, footsteps of few people were heard, which made him furrow his brows.
'Father always visits me alone, the only time that he was with other people... Wait don't tell-'
The Iron door opened and the familiar figure of his father came into the view, the person that he once looked for his approval.
But he wasn't alone as two women, accompanied him. Judging by their appearance, they seemed to be family members of each other due to their resemblance.
The eldest of two was a mature woman who seemed to be in her fourties with long brown hair braided to a side and two green colored eyes.
The other woman appeared to be in her twenties and had a big sister vibe to her. Her appearance was similar to the other woman with a bit of younger appearance.
Both of their eyes widened upon seeing the condition that Roy was in and rushed towards him, hugging him dearly and with affection.
Roy felt a stung in his hurt by feeling the wath of their touch, he hated this feeling because he knew what was supposed to come after all this.
"What happened to you my dear!?" The older woman said with tears in her eyes as she carresed Roy's face.
The other girl looked at Roy's father with pure hate and despise "How could you even do this to your own son!?"
The man wasn't effected by the girls emotions and kept his straight face and simply stared at the trio
Sitting on a chair, he looked at them with eyes that held no emotion.
"Kevin."
Hearing his past lifes name from that mans mouth made him shiver, remembering the events that were going to happen.
"During our last meeting I told you that it was your last chance, our last chance to settle on an agreement like civilized people. But unfortunately you had to reject it."
"Don't you have a shred of emotion or empathy? he's your son damn it." The older woman Yelled at the man, which he simply ignored and continued his speech.
"Today I brought two people that you hold in a high position, as you should since they were the one that raised you instead of me and your late mother."
What his father said wasn't far from the truth, the mother and daughter duo had taken care of his since he was little and he loved them more than his blood related family.
The older woman's name was Martha, she was his mother's maid in the first place before becoming his maid and raising him instead of her, making him look up to her as. mother figure.
Martha's daughter, Marie, was akin to an older sister for him, she used to play with him and help him in his studies before he began to become independent.
Like her mother, she also took the role of a maid seriously and was his personal maid, it wouldn't be far from truth to say that the maid fetish that Roy developed was thanks to this mother and daughter duo.
"Now, we're going to play a little game so you can learn the importance of not wasting an opportunity."
He then took out a gun and aimed it at Roy, his own son. The look in his eyes showed that he didn't care the slightest if he shot him, the trio knew that too.
"Now here's how this works. Ten seconds. That's all the time I give you before shooting. Make a decision, one lives and the other dies. Who will you keep alive?"
As the words settled in their mind, Martha and Marie's face grew pale, nevertheless Martha stepped Infront of her two children.
"Kevin... Choose me." She said, without saying anything unnecessary.
Before Roy could say anything, He saw that his father put a bullet in fhe gun and aimed it at Martha.
"Ten." He muttered.
"NO!" Marie yelled as she grabbed her mothers dress to stop her from sacrificing herself.
"Nine."
"Kill me... Kevin please choose me and let mom live."
"Eight."
Marhta pushed her daughter towards Roy and looked at them with a smile.
"It's alright, please live for me alright?"
"Seven."
Roy closed his eyes as the memories of that day came to his mind, the day that he lost those who he thought as family.
In his previous life, he couldn't make the decision to sacrifice his mother figure or sister figure, resulting in his father killing both of the in a spur of a moment in cold blood.
He could vividly remember their warm blood spreading on his clothes as he hugged the two and broke in tears.
"Four."
Hearing the number, Roy snapped out of it and remembered what he was doing here in the first place.
"Stop." He said in a calm and collected voice, going against what his father expected.
"I'll agree to whatever terms and conditions you set, so instead spare them, forget about it, just unlock my chains in return."
"Since it seems you finally have realised what you were doing was wrong, I wouldn't mind putting this one time behind and giving you another chance."
He then put his hand in his pocket and took out a key, throwing it towards Roy.
Marie quickly caught the key and opened the chains that were holding Roy.
"That's better..." Roy muttered as he rubbed the spots that were bruised thanks to the chains.
Walking towards his father and forgetting about the two maids, he put his hand forward as if asking for something.
"Can I have the gun?"
"Sure thing son. Obviously no." His fahter replied as he gave him a blank look.
"Well there goes plan A... Plan B it is then."
Before others could realise what was happening, Roy took a quick step and slid on the ground, tackling his fahter to the ground.
As his fahter tried to put him off of him, Roy hit him and rolled on the ground, making some space between them.
Normally in his condition, he wouldn't be capable of doing these exhausting moves, he couldn't even lift a finger.
But thanks to knowing that this was a dream world, he could let loose and won't be worried about anything.
The father and son stared at each other and then looked at the gun that was just a meter away from each of them.
without missing a beat, both lunged forward for the gun. Luckily, Roy managed to reach first and hit the gun with hand, making the gun ski past his father and stop in front of Martha.
Martha took the gun and aimed it at Roy's father and without and consideration or careful thinking, pulled the trigger.
The bullet moved through air as fast as it could and hit the man's shoulder, making him drop on the ground and yell from pain.
Roy walked towards Martha and put his forward. Martha without asking anything simply handed the gun to him.
"Martha, Thanks for loving and doting me as a mother."
A smile plastered on Martha's face, but it didn't last long as Roy aimed the gun at her and shoot a bullet, with it finding it's way to her heart.
This simple yet complicated action of his caught both Marie and his father off-guard
"Why..." Marie questioned as she dropped on her knees and watched her mothers lifeless body.
"Sorry, hope you can forgive me." Roy said as dove a bullet in Marie's chest too.
"Y-you... What the heck are you doing!?" His fahter yelled at him but he didn't pay him any attention.
"You know... all those days I questioned what did I do to deserve this life, like I give you everything I could, I was the best child that anyone could wish for."
He paused briefly and continued "But even then you didn't give a shit about me. You don't know how hard I worked for your approval, only for it to never happen."
"Is this all because of that? If you had told me and agreed to what I wanted, I would have paid you the attention you wanted."
An eeri silence enveloped the whole room, the ragged breathings of the duo only could be heard.
But the silence didn't last long till Roy started to laugh like a madman.
"Even now, even in this situation you still think of your own benefit. Well can't say I expected anything else from a scum like you."
He then aimed the gun and began shooting multiple times, the bullets hitting his father's limbs and nowhere life threatening.
Roy slowly walked towards the door of the white room and touched with a sense of accomplishment.
"Freedom Huh..."
"Are you going to leave me like this!?" His father yelled furiously as he looked at Roy with despise.
Roy pondered about it for a moment and turned around, giving his father a glimpse of hope.
But a smile appeared on Roy's face as he looked at the bleeding figure of his father.
"In case I don't see you, good afternoon, good evening and good night." Finishing his sentence, he gave a bow towards his father and turned towards the door.
Without saying anything further, he exited the room, and the moment he did the whole dream world that he was trapped in began to shatter and disappear.
"I hope Vermeil has a good explanation for this..."
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And that's it for this chapter, how was it, did you enjoy it? I wrote all the chapter in one go since my mind finally started to work for writing.
I also owe you guys an apology for my absence, my grandfather passed away last week and hit me quite hard since it was close to my other grandfathers anniversary.
Knowing that the person that you talk on daily Basis and meet him two to three times a week pass away and not being able to see them again kinda hits a sore spot. But it is what it is.
Anyways, as always hope you all are doing fine and don't forget to kys.
Till next chapter bye bye~ (might take few weeks cuz I need a break)
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