Not fast enough von Stubsii ================================================================================ Kapitel 1: Part One ------------------- It was dark again. Once again his teal hair was pulled roughly and his face was dragged under the cold surface. It was cold. It was cold and it hurt. How much longer did he have to go through this? He didn’t know where the others are! Fran had joined the Varia barely a month ago so why did they try and get the information out of him?! Who were they anyway? His kidnappers. They drugged him so it was impossible for him to concentrate and use his illusions to escape. But that didn’t matter anymore. It wasn’t necessary any longer. The kidnappers had tortured him for so long already; Fran didn’t even know what day it was anymore. He had lost count of time a long time ago. Finally his head was back from the dark hell and the illusionist started coughing, trying to get some air back into his lungs. But it was no use. Soon he was pulled under the black surface again. - I’m scared – - Come safe me already – - - - - - - - - - - The storm guardian was yelling angrily. His shouts could be heard from all over the place. “What do you mean you can’t find him?!” The characteristic grin was wiped off his face. “You useless fucks! The prince is going to find him on his own then!” “But... But Bel-chan…” Bel didn’t even hear Lussurias protests anymore. He had just shut everyone out. Slamming the door behind him he ran off into the darkness. On his way he tried to recall every information they could gather until now. Fran hadn’t contacted them in two weeks. He should’ve been back a week ago. Frans mission shouldn’t have been that hard should it? He just had to have a “talk” with one of the opposing families. Nothing big. But something went wrong along the way. On his way to Sicily Belphegor got in touch with one of his favourite contacts again. A Person who knew nearly everything. There wasn’t a single thing that he couldn’t find out. Just like Fran, Belphegor was on his way to Sicily. The only difference being that Fran never reached his destination. Bels contact suggested checking out a deserted district in south Italy. “Wait for me Froggy. The prince is coming to save you.” - - - - - - - - - - One more time Froggy had to live through the torture. He was getting weak, could barely keep his eyes open. - I’m drowning … - One last time Froggy had to live through the torture. - Stupid prince … - --- “Fuck! Stay away! For fucks sake you killed him!” - - - - - - - - - - Fran was pulled out of the water. He didn’t breathe. A tall man took him by the collar and threw him in the corner of the small room. Then he faced the smaller one. “Do you have a single idea how much trouble you are in right now?!” The smaller one was scared. He was sure that he was going to die now. Which was true. There was no chance he would get out of this alive. He had killed one of the most skilled illusionists on earth. A gunshot killed the silence. The smaller one slumped to the ground. Fran slowly gained back his consciousness and opened his eyes only to see the dead body lying right in front of him and the weapon thrown next to it. There was still one bullet left. The taller one had just realized that the illusionist was, in fact, not dead and hurried to grab the weapon but he was too late. Fran took it and aimed it at his own head, smiling. “W-Wait! We can figure this out, okay? We won’t hurt you anymore. I promise!” Fran didn’t listen. - - - - - - - - - - Bel just reached the district when he heard the gunshot. “Now that wasn’t professional, was it?” The prince carefully sneaked inside the seemingly empty building. Searching in every room for his beloved frog he only met one or two people. They had never heard of the Varia or a captured illusionist so they were dead now. They were of no use so why keep them alive? No matter what they said he still had the feeling he was in the right place. - - - - - - - - - - At the end of the last hallway was a single door. It was old and rusty. Belphegor hurried to reach said door and tried to open it but it was locked. “Bingo.” The prince was grinning again. Soon the lock was broken and the door opened. Bel couldn’t move. What he saw made him freeze. - - - - - - - - - - The door had swung open and right in this moment Fran pulled the trigger. - I don’t want to accidentally tell them anything. – - Forgive me stupid prince. – The frog helmet was long ago gone and Fran just slumped to the ground with a quiet sound. “No.” The frog was smiling. He looked so innocent. He looked like he was just sleeping. If you could ignore the hole at the back of his head that is. Bel had finally found him. Finally… The prince was smiling. “Froggy?” Of course he didn’t receive an answer. Bel broke down next to his beloved Frog and started crying, screaming. He hugged the dead body of the person he most loved in this world. The one he wanted to protect. “I wasn’t fast enough…” Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)