"Your Father?" Aidan asked. He too looked a bit in shock. But he had recovered quicker.
"Yes Aidan my father. You know for him having sent you, a side from the priest, you are surprisingly unobservant." I said looking at everyone. That was when I saw a face in their party I did know though it had been years. I had grown sents he last saw me and life had happened as it often does.
"How do you know that your father sent us? And what makes you think we know him?" Another of the group spoke. I walked back around the bar. I walked to him and raised the sleeve on his right arm. He looked down at me as I was shorter than him and didn't look happy yet he didn't flinch. He really didn't remember me. Sad for him because I remembered him just fine. Though it is hard to forget someone who saves your life then freaks out because you saw him do it.
"My father is Poseidon. You like your Captain bare the same brand as I. Though mine is not so easily hidden. Which if you used the eyes in your fucking head as I am sure you were trained to, you would have seen that already. It's not like I can hide it like this."
"You are doing well at holding your own with them Coyrah. Though you were right about Addison's blaspheme. You should get them out of the bar. Coyrah for once in your life don't look for the danger in these men." Father said in my head.
"Not likely. They may have been sent by you. But I have no reason to trust any of them. They have already threatened those I hold dear." I replied out loud. "I'm not trusting them any further than I can through them."
"Coyrah you are being unreasonably stubborn." He said.
"Not really I don't think so." I replied. Addison and the rest looked quite surprised. As though they were privy to our conversation. Perhaps they were. However, the point was proven. I could and would defy my father if I had to. I was not afraid. I looked back to Addison.
" As to your brother I compelled him to not be able to call me Big Momma. That is all as long as he doesn't try to say the name he can speak perfectly." I said. My temper not really improving.
What was it about this men that was pissing me off so bad. Maybe it had more to do with the fact that I knew what they were here to ask of me and I was only seeing the arrogant assholes that likely had no idea what the cost was for what they wanted. Had they been more humble like the Priest then I could have been persuaded that their people were worth the life of one person. But if they were all like this and I had a hard time believing that the attitude of the people didn't reflect the attitude of the Captain and the other men. Then the world was a better place without them being in it any longer. This shit hole didn't need more people looking for what could be given to them by others. It already had more than enough selfish sons of bitches. It would never notice if a whole race of selfish sons of bitches just stopped breathing. That thought was a bit too pleasing. I knew with that, that my darker side was peeking out more than was good for anyone's life expectancy. Yet looking around it would seem that my darkness was not making it's standard appearance in my eyes. Or maybe it was just the lighting in my bar that was keeping them from seeing how close to killing them all I really was.
"See Addison it is just as I had told you. The Lady has not harmed anyone yet. Though she is with in her rights to demanded a life for your threats on those in her care." Cortus said. He was right and while he talked I pored myself some Vodka, my poison of choice for the moment. My darkness was also very happy at the thought of wetting a blade with someone's blood. As I had thought the world would be better off without them in it after all. Addison looked shocked, then ready for a fight. He would be a good person to choice my Darkness thought to me. But... I had a better plan to make him pay for what he had done. Something that was more me and less my murderous darkness.
"Cortus is right. Lucky for you though I am more into punishment than I am into vengeance. You came to me for help. Yet you threaten those that raised me and now are my charges. So your punishment for that is... I Refuse. I will not help you, no matter what you say or do. NOW LEAVE! If I see you again I will kill you. No questions asked. The only thing that could save you would be Poseidon himself. Goodbye. Have a nice life; what's left of it anyway." I said. There was a finality to my voice. It was decided then I would fight alone until my last breath. Poseidon had lied, big surprise there. The jukebox in the corner started to play.
"... There ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good..." Cage The Elephant's Ain't No Rest For The Wicked. A perfect song for my present circumstance. I chuckled to my myself. The fates sure did have a Hell of a scents of humor. Though I could feel that the party of new comers had not moved. I pored myself another drink. I looked at them in the mirror and saw why they had not moved. Because there standing between them and me, was none other than my father. Not in the flesh but there never the less.
"It would seem your father sides with us." Addison said very smug like. Which just served to piss me off even more. I lashed out with my power and made him bleed. I was actually going for cutting his stupid head in two but, the cut on his face was deep enough it was going to need stitches but not deep enough to kill him. I really did HATE smug bastards like him. They always made me sick to my stomach. But maybe it would serve to remind him to NEVER piss off a demi-god. Though somehow I had my doughs about it very much.
"I think NOT. He merely won't let me kill you that is ALL. But if I am wrong than I think he knows, my dissention is final and made so the only thing to be decided now is the manner of my death and by whose hand it will come." I said. I could see the anger set in the Atlantean's faces. I looked at my father in the mirror meeting his eye.
"Coyrah, this not how this should have gone. Give them a chance. I promised you that you would be safe soon." Poseidon said. I turned on him then slamming my glass down on the bar. I walked to him and stood at his shoulder looking at the party before me. It wasn't easy to be scary when you where as short as I was but I could make anyone flinch. I could make just about anyone think I was almost the same size as Godzilla if I wanted to. But I looked intently at this band of idiots.
"Then you lied! Because if this is the best you've got... I'm better off on my own. Like I always have been." I said as I finished I looked at him. I made my way to the door. "Lock up on your way out won't you. Or don't I don't really care anymore." I said. and I wondered if I sounded as tired to them as I did to myself and as I felt. Tonight's lesson was NEVER get your hopes up when you have been given a death sentence.
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