Nick remembered where everything was, even though those 5 years of jail. He remembered where the house was, the routine, everything. He was bound for getting revenge, and he had a perfect idea. Sabre was known for his wealth and his mansion. Once he got out of jail he started his planning, getting some gasoline, and matches. A simple plan that could be simply executed under the right circumstances and hoping everyone was asleep at the time he was gonna initiate the plan.
Nick walked up to the mansion, a big one but not like the ones you would guess, Sabre never liked mansions like that. He grabbed his cans of gasoline and started pouring it all around the house, splashing some windows and the side of the walls. He grinned and then grabbed out his matchbox. He lit one and dropped it onto the magazine. Almost instantly like a domino trail, the lines of gasoline lit ablaze. Nick grinned and ran off hiding behind some trees nearby to watch.
Unlucky for Nick, Sabre was up. He was going to the kitchen to get some water when he noticed the glow of reddish-orange and he raised a brow. He realized it was a fire and panicked running upstairs and shaking Aleksander awake. “Alek! Alek! There’s a fire! Get up we have to go! Grab your hunter’s knife I got the rifle we have to leave!” he said frantically. Alek sprang up and ran doing what Sabre said and then left the house. He thought Sabre was behind him but when he turned around, Sabre wasn’t there.
Sabre was grabbing a few things. He was grabbing some family heirlooms and pictures. He coughed from inhaling the smoke as his eye watered. He couldn’t breathe while he stumbled towards the front door but as soon I was a yard away from it timber from above fell and blocked the door. Sabre panicked and headed for the windows but they were completely engulfed in flames. He could hear Alek screaming for him from the outside and he was determined to get out. He went to a window and broke it and tried to climb out but it was hot to the touch.
He started getting burned and felt light-headed soon going to pass out. He leaned against a wall and looked around. “This is how I’m dying..? So anti-climatic..” He said quietly to himself and he fell into unconsciousness.
“Clear!” Sabre was jolted awake as electricity had run through his body. He woke up in a hospital, he must’ve died and they just revived him. Alek gasped and smiled. “You’re alive! Sabre the mansion i-it’s destroyed! It’s burnt to the ground..!” Alek exclaimed tearfully while Sabre was too stunned to speak. He thought was dead while the doctors started transferring him to another ward to treat his wounds. He turned to look at his right shoulder and all he saw was a huge red mark with blood dripping down it.
He turned away and realize he had marks on some parts of his body so he shut his eyes tightly, also due to the pain that the burns caused it was unbearable at this point. He screamed and yelled in pain cause the burns were so severe and painful. It felt like hours…maybe it was…but the pain finally stopped and he lay there in a hospital bed again. He felt paralyzed. His leg was wrapped in bandages from his foot to above his knee and his other leg was wrapped on his thigh. Bandages all over his arms with other marks that were treated but eft marking his skin.
“S-Sabre…we both know who did this right..? I-It was him again…” Aleksander stuttered out in tears holding onto one of Sabre’s hands as he spoke. His breaths were shaky while Sabre could only nod his head a little. “Yeah.. we both know it was him..” He said quietly, in a husky dry voice. He looked at Aleksander. “We’re gonna get him back for this. This won’t be left from just laughs.” Aleksander only seemed to nod, being timider about what Sabre had said.
Nick was sitting down in his house, a friend had taken care of it while he was in jail. He was angry, his perfect plan somehow failed! He knew Sabre and Alek had to know it was him. They were smart enough to know that, especially Sabre. Boy did he despise that man now, he wanted that man dead. He could only growl and scowl angrily every time a picture of Sabre was brought onto the TV since he was watching the news. That went on for days, weeks, months. Until one day…
Knock Knock Knock
Nick raised a brow, strange. No one ever comes to his house. He got up and opened the door only to get decked in the face by Sabre’s fist. He took a step back and glared at Sabre with pure hatred. “How are you still alive!? Why are you alive!? Why can’t you just die!” Nick yelled angrily while Sabre walked inside and locked the door. “I’m never gone for good