Post by Paradiso on Dec 21, 2021 20:24:03 GMT -6
CANTO IV
Sanguis in Aqua
The man who lies asleep will never waken fame, and his desire and all his life drift past him like a dream, and the traces of his memory fade from time like smoke in air, or ripples on a stream.
Inhale…
*CRACK*
A man hits the ground hard. Hat flying away from the impact of Paradiso smashing an old pipe across the back of his head. The man was just coming to take up his shift of cleaning the lower decks from the other who is now floating lifeless in the ocean. Paradiso lifts the unconscious man with ease, walks past Beatrice who is still in shock and dumps him off the boat, surely to drown. A completely emotionless Paradiso begins rummaging through the desks and crates that lay around the lower deck of this boat.
"H-Hey… are you-"
"I'm fine. Now be quiet we have work to do. Find another knife or anything you think would work."
Beatrice snaps out of it and starts looking for a weapon alongside Paradiso.
Paradiso opens a drawer from a turned over desk and pulls out an old slightly rusted knife.
"This'll do fine. Have you found anything yet?"
"No… I think I'll leave the action to you. I'll stay down here just in case you need to fall back."
"I won't."
He gives Beatrice a final look before turning to creep slowly up the stairs.
Exhale…
What I'm about to do…
Up the stairs leads to a cabin that has two doors on opposite sides. One leading to the main deck where most of the cannibal town folk are. The other leads to the crew lodging and likely the Captains quarters. Paradiso goes through the door to the lodging.
He hears a bit of rambling coming from the other side of a corner he is approaching. He presses his back up against the wall and peaks around to see three dirty men playing poker and drinking together. They all seemed drunk at that point and Paradiso sees this as an opportunity to strike.
Inhale...
Paradiso quickly rushes around the corner before the three men could even react and punches the closest in the throat which leaves him gasping for air and falling to his knees. He quickly headbutts the next man, shattering his nose then grabs the back of his head and smashes him into the third man. He grabs the third man's head with both his hands and drives his knee right into his forehead leaving a crater in his Skull. The 1st man comes to and almost gathers his voice before Paradiso pulls out the rusty knife and jabs it right into the side of his neck causing it to spray blood everywhere including himself. The 2nd man who's nose is gushing blood tries to scurry away before Paradiso grabs both his arms from behind and smashes his boot in the back if his head, curb stomping him onto a nail that was sticking out.
Exhale...
Fuck…
Paradiso takes a second to compose himself. He then notices a door on the other side of the room that does indeed say Captains Quarters. He quietly goes to the side of it and peaks through the glass top on the door. He doesn't see anyone in there and checks the handle and sure enough it isn't locked. He steps inside and all there is inside is a single cot, a desk, a chest, and a small port window. He takes a second to just look around before he turns his attention to the desk. It has three small drawers on the left and one large drawer on the right which is locked. As he's looking through the small drawers finding nothing interesting he heard a very faint movement coming from the chest. Hesitantly he goes over to it and lifts the top.
What the fuck?
Inside was a very cut up man who was completely covered in his own blood. He was somehow still clinging to life…
He is able to move his eyes to look at Paradiso with tears overflowing from them. He tries to speak but it just comes out as a gurgle. This actually surprised Paradiso leaving his brows furrowed. He begins taking the man out of the chest ignoring the man's noises of pain. He knocks everything off the top of the desk and lays him down upon it.
"You can't speak… Don't see how you can be of much help to me right now. On second thought, Nod your head yes or no to my questions."
He nods yes
"Were they planning on eating you?"
He nods no
"Hmmm, weird. Were they hiding you from something?"
He nods yes
"Interesting. Were you one of them?"
He nods no
"Were you a stowaway?"
He nods yes after pausing
"Had to think about that one? You were infiltrating too huh?"
He nods yes
"Wonder why."
*click*
"Caught the lad roaming around my cabin just like you, son. Made quite the mess out there with my mates. They weren't doing their jobs anyways."
Ulysses says with a gun pointed at Paradiso
"I'll give it to ya, I'm impressed ye managed to sneak aboard and murder a few of my men the way ye did. Lad on the desk is a pig who was trying to find proof of… what we eat. I was planning on showing him personally but wanted to wait til I found you. Made it easy for me lad."
Paradiso just remains emotionless and unphased.
A figure slowly approaches from the dark behind Ulysses.
*SMACK*
A 2×4 smacks him across the face giving Paradiso a chance to tackle Ulysses and getting the gun away from him. Ulysses headbutts Paradiso giving him a second to get up before Paradiso lands a clean jab right on his nose followed by an elbow across his cheekbone knocking him over. Paradiso grabs him by his collar and starts landing blows across his face, more blood with each blow. Suddenly Paradiso feels a sharp pain in his abdomen. He looks down and sees that Ulysses was able to stick him with a knife he had hidden away.
"Paradiso!"
Beatrice shouts as Paradiso gets off Ulysses and looks at the knife that is now lodged in his stomach.
"Suck- my dick…"
Ulysses says before passing out. The sounds of multiple foot steps rushing to their location are heard.
"We have to hide quickly."
Beatrice tries pulling Paradiso but he shoves her to the ground to the side of One of the cots.
"Don't be seen."
Multiple men rush in and see and bloody and unconscious Ulysses with a wounded Paradiso standing above him. One man with his arm in a sling points a sidearm at him.
"You broke me arm ya fuckin bastard"
Now all the men had guns pointed at him. Instead of killing him right there he was escorted to a different room. Two men stayed behind to tend to Ulysses. Beatrice remained hidden but once they all left she got up silently and approached the two men trying to lift Ulysses and kicked one across the face knocking him down then quickly jabbed her pointer and middle finger in the other man's eyes and before he could make a sound she smashed his head on the wall knocking him out. She grabbed the same 2×4 she used against Ulysses and smashed the other man in the back of the head putting him out. She drops the 2×4 and walks over and grabs the gun Ulysses had. She had to rescue Paradiso and quickly.
Fuck…
She followed where the men took Paradiso which was through another door past all of the cots. She slowly cracks the door to peak through. It looks like a dining room. A long table with a few candles lined across it. Paradiso is being tied to a chair on one end of the table.
"Oi we suppose to just wait for boss to wake up or somethin?"
"I guess? He kinda got his ass beat so should we try and wake him up or…"
"Nah gives us some free time. Should go try and find the woman fuck face was with tho. Haven't been with a woman in a while"
They both laugh and take a seat next to everyone else who was chatting along the table.
Beatrice backs away from the door and holds the gun close to her as she looks afraid. She must come up with a plan to free Paradiso.
To be Continued...
ON TOP OF THE ANGKOR WAT
Shit... Just kinda find yourself in weird places right? Wonder why you're here? What your purpose is? Truthfully, I don't fucking know either. What I do know is that I hurt people. I need to hurt people so that I can take away the pain I bring myself and put that onto others. I need to prove to myself that all this is for a good cause. Being in Cambodia about to beat the fuck out of some asshole named Robbie? I shall do what needs to be done to reach the end. My end. My... Paradise.
To be Continued...
ON TOP OF THE ANGKOR WAT
Shit... Just kinda find yourself in weird places right? Wonder why you're here? What your purpose is? Truthfully, I don't fucking know either. What I do know is that I hurt people. I need to hurt people so that I can take away the pain I bring myself and put that onto others. I need to prove to myself that all this is for a good cause. Being in Cambodia about to beat the fuck out of some asshole named Robbie? I shall do what needs to be done to reach the end. My end. My... Paradise.
