Prince Of The Underworld

Handguns and rifles flipped off the table. Axel armed himself with a couple of glocks and a military knife strapped to his shin."Come here"He rolled the blueprint out, they huddled around. "What's the situation? How many hostages?""Sir, two to three hundred""And the suspects?"He responded firmly. "From our surveillance, we found thirty armed men""Good" Axel muttered under his breath while his brain brewed a plan."What do you think is a good entry point?"They glanced blueprint, replied. "Backside?" "Rooftop" "Left-side window"He spared them a cold eye. "Wrong""Uh. Sir?"He leaned over the table and clicked his tongue, "It's too predictable"He clenched the marker in between his teeth and pulled it open. He circled entries on the blueprint."But sir?""No questions" he grunted."Yes... Sir""Hmm, though it would be better if I had a catalyst" he scanned his surroundings, before his eyes lit up. He noticed a cargo truck parked next to the convienence store."Hehe... This might

The night sky rumbled, rain poured over the city. Candle lamps flickered to the wind, peddlers and holduppers roamed and dealt in the forsaken streets.Heels clicked the carpeted floor, the maid walked down the hall with a tray.Rats squeezed and took shelter in a tatch roof. "Sheesh. Disgusting" she skipped back and glanced at the ceiling, the teacup slid out of the tray."Oh" she whispered a chant and waved her finger. A blue light converged around the teacup and paused an inch above the surface. The tea floated back on her tray before she sauntered to the bedroom. Her cold hands pressed against the brass knob and peered the door open. Her trecherous eyes scanned the dark room. Her young master's snore resonated with the thunder.The ends of her mouth curled "It seems it worked" she eyed the incense stand on the side drawer.The door creaked, she walked in and laid the tray on the simple table. Her hands skirted below her aproned skirt and brushed up her stockings held by a gather b

"Ka-raah karrah" Axel rolled on the floor. The bird's cold beak grazed his sensitive ears. "Please! Please.. stop! "Ka-raah karrah" Almost understanding the beast's speech, Axel lifted his brow in humor and laughed for the first time in ages. "Haha, you cheeky bird!" "Okay! I will say it"Axel covered his ears, shouted. "Uncle! Uncle I surrender!" The raven cracked a laugh and perched itself on the ledge. Axel rose to his feet, and faked a snare "Little fellow, keep this up and I'll grill you" Yet, the dominance overtook his breathy voice, chilled the raven quiet. Even though, the strength of Axel wasn't even close to a fraction of the bird. Axel tied his shirt and straighten his tie. "Now what brings you here? You should be with your owner." "Cah-rah ro-ka" "Eh? So, you are saying you have no owner?" "Kaat" The raven shook his head. Axel pursed a hand under his chin and thought in silence while the raven continued talking. 'Hmm, interesting. It can display great amount of

Water dripped from the ceiling. Rodents scampered in the shadows, heavy footsteps beat against the stoned stairs with a gloom drag. While the guard polished his scabbard under the dim candle light. He cranked his neck up to the visitor, shouted "Who goes there?""At ease" His gloves latched onto the rails, and firmly grounded his cane into basement floor and stepped into the light with a friendly smile. "it's just me"The guard sheathed his sword and bowed his head. "Your highness""What brings you here?"He hoisted the cane in front of his body, replied. "I'm here to visit the prisoner""But, your highness aren't you..."He striked his cane, said. "Sick?"Sweat slid down his brow, he quickly explained "No, I meant recovering, your highness" and rubbed the back of his neck."It won't take long, I just want to ask her a few questions"Feeling his penetrating stare, he stuttered "Your... highness... I think you should just let us..."Axel looked elsewhere, commented. "This place stinks"

A hand nudged the book between the gap. Feet rapped bounced against the carpeted floor. "Your highness, what is your request?""I want to leave a few hours before noon"He rubbed his neck, replied "But sir, the driver is scheduled at thirty minutes past three in the noon""Doesn't matter, just hire a normal carriage.""And I mean the carriage for peasants"His facial muscles froze, Benedict countered "What! Your highness, that's unacceptable""You are a Prince. If a rumor spreads, it will reflect the royal family poorly and undermine your honor""Honor?""Tell me Benedict, what do you think is more important than honor? Than reputation?""Fame... maybe power or wealth""No" Axel's shout echoed within the room. "Time, love and your life""I would rather keep my life as a beggar than die as an extravagant fool" He raised a kerchief across his forehead. "I see, your highness" "You may depart" Axel waved his hand. "Yes, your highness" Benedict bowed and walked out. Axel snapped his fi