Richie Rubio Supreme-Bartender part II

Richie Rubio takes an apple flavored beer. he drinks it before he starts to talk with them. Beau is a bit sober by now. Beau feels like he is about to know something that he shouldn't know. he asks himself if Richie is going to be in trouble for this.

"this is the first of many secret games in which the Gods will force multiple Guilds to fight each other. at the end they only want to keep a certain number of 'Offerings' in the game. some have to die for others to take their place."

said Richie as he tries to make sure that no one is looking at him.

"so are we going to kill each other? is all this bullshit only to keep a quota of souls? then our probability of survival is minimum."

said Beau feeling frustrated.

"it is not my place to talk more of what I had to, but you all were chosen. you are not here because you died while playing the game. you are here because that was the chosen way to bring you here into this world."

said Richie in a nervous tone of voice.

"is there anything else? is there something else that we need to know?"

asks Joaquin feeling like if there was someone watching him.

"don't trust in anyone who isn't part of your Guild. everyone, even the Gods are a danger to you and your people. maybe you can trust in Ares, not a immortal of brains we could say."

said Richie with a force smile.

"I think we have to go now."

said Beau as he feels that he is in possible danger.

"no, not jet. there are many things left to know."

yields Joaquin as he looks furiously at his friend.

"you have to go now. I can't tell you anything else. you are in danger."

Richie was so nervous that he didn't notice when he yielded trying to keep them far from him. trying to keep them in a safe distance.

Richie knew that Man with no Face & Master of Lies are inside of the restaurant. he knew why they were there even before tonight. he knew what was going to happen, but he decided to pretend to not know, to ignore what was in front of his face.

Richie knew what was the path in which he was walking. he knew that if he showed his face tonight then Death will be coming to collect his soul. yes he was aware that he was the target of those two. in the last minute he choose to reveal whatever he could to his guest before anything else can happen.

Joaquin took a gun out of his inventory before he entered inside of the restaurant. he hided the gun under his clothes. he is now holding the gun with his left hand expecting to see them. he is ready to eliminate anyone who is a threat to him and his people.

since the moment they saw Man with no Face & Master of Lies he knew that something was wrong. Joaquin knew that if those two allowed themselves to be seen is because they weren't after them. when he saw that Cabra-Head and the Cake guys were alive he knew that they were after someone who was still hiding from them.

the moment that Richie appeared in front of them, it was clear who was the actual target of those two. Joaquin followed him waiting for his opportunity to face them. they are a danger to everyone else. Joaquin is just waiting to face them.

Beau doesn't know anything. he is only tired and he wants to go home. he is thinking about his friend Hunter. he thinks about how damn good it can be to eat some freaking coconut ice cream or to drink a milkshake.

Richie makes a final drink for Beau. he puts the drink on the table and before he could say anything there was a sound. the sound of a gunshot. Richie looks at blood coming from a hole on his chest.

"my time came early than expected.... I am sorry for lady Pandora..... I hope she can find another loyal lapdog, someone who can be.... more of what I was, to her."

said Richie as he looks directly at the eyes of his killer.

there is another gunshot. Richie is bleeding from his neck. there is another gunshot. Richie is bleeding from his left shoulder. the man holding the gun was covered on darkness avoiding showing his identity on the light. he was afraid of been seen by the eyes of those who trusted on him before.

Master of Lies gives a step forward showing his face to his former comrades. Beau looks at him unable to comprehend what was happening in front of him. Joaquin was also shocked because he thought that the one to pull the trigger was going to be Man with no Face. he felt betrayed by himself.

"you were never worthy of my lady's affection. no mortal like you is worthy of her unconditional love nor her tears."

yields Richie with rage leaving in every word a sigh as prove of his lack of breathe.

there is another gunshot. this time the bullet penetrated his head leaving his brains and blood scattered behind him. Richie falls on his knees lifeless. then his still warm corpse falls on the floor. Joaquin reacts and he pulls out the gun that he was holding.

Joaquin aims at his former comrade. he is hesitating knowing that the man in front of him is no friend. the man in front of him is nothing less than another cold killer who needs to be stop to avoid the loss of many more lives.

Joaquin was looking directly into the eyes of his now enemy unable to do anything about it. he killed before when he was part of Hercules' Twelve Tasks. this is different because this time the man in front of him is a former friend with who he shared a bond.

Master of Lies looks coldly at them for a moment. his gaze was the fire that is the rage of a man with a destiny on the top of a hill, the hill of struggle, the struggle in between good or evil; the inner fight of what is morally correct or incorrect.

there is right or wrong but nothing is simple nor can be both. it is a simple choice of words that becomes heavy when is turn into actions.

Master of Lies was able to understand all of that, but he wasn't able to take an action without feeling that no matter what action he takes he is going to regret it.

Master of Lies turns around. he puts the gun inside on his inventory and he walks away. Joaquin shoots at him but not a single bullet is able to touch him. Master of Lies is gone. Joaquin falls on his knees feeling rage for not been able to stop him on time.

Joaquin puts the gun inside of his inventory. Doctor Middle Finger, Peace Inn & Don-Savage are surrounding him asking questions. Beau sees the anxiety on his face and he asks them to give him space to breath.

Joaquin was trembling with anxiety. he was feeling guilt for not been able to take down the traitor. he felt like it was his responsibility as one of the oldest guys on the guild. he swears to himself that the next time he won't be so weak in the face of danger.

Doctor Middle Finger can see the silhouette of someone familiar far away among the NPCs that are running away. he looks at the blood stains that are everywhere. he looks at Richie's cold body.

"why could he go so far to kill a NPC? didn't that girl on chapter zero explain to us that NPCs don't stay dead. so if he was killed it is obvious that he is going to come back.... so isn't that just a waste of time."

said Beau trying to make sense of all this circus.

Joaquin looks at Beau nervously, he then looks at the dead body of Richie. he puts his left hand on his mouth as he realized the obvious. Richie was an especial NPC, one of those that can actual die. that makes sense if you think about it.

they were told that an especial NPC isn't just especial because they can die, but they actually have a different function from a normal NPC. Joaquin kind of felt sorry for Richie, even when he was a NPC he was able to feel and think. in some way you could say that Richie was as human as them.

Joaquin felt disappointed to think that Master of Lies supposedly did everything in the name of love and it was someone important to his beloved who he murdered. Master of Lies was a phony figure since the begging and Joaquin wasn't able to see it coming.

"Richie was one of the few especial ones. Richie, Richie is dead now and I don't think he would ever come back to life."

said Joaquin looking directly at the eyes of Beau.

on the meantime far away from the 'Secret Chamber' bar&grill. Cake Eater is riding his horse. 2ND-Hand Cigar is behind of him with a cigar on his mouth. behind him are the other guys. they stop in front of the building that belongs to their guild.

Cake Eater enters on the building with 2ND-Hand Cigar. they are talking about different matters as they refuse to talk about the tournament in which they had dragged their whole guild to take part on.

on the meanwhile in front of the 'Secret Chamber' bar&grill. Cabra-Head is standing on top of a hill as he looks at everything that is happening by using some binoculars. on the floor are two empty bottles of eggnog. he opens a third bottle.

unlike most guys Cabra-Head isn't an easy guy to get drunk. his tolerance is too high. of course the few times that he has actually felt drunk he has fallen asleep.

"those guys are nasty. I like what is going on."

said Cabra-Head with a smirk.

he receives a message from his colleagues whom were afraid that he might be causing trouble to others. Cabra-Head is a strong guy, but he is not someone who takes things serious unless his life is in danger.

Cabra-Head stands up. he puts the empty bottles inside of his inventory. he takes a chicken burger out of his inventory. he is eating as he leaves back to his teammates.

back inside of the restaurant. Man with no Face & Master of Lies are in the entrance. Man with no Face goes out to talk with his people. he tells them to attack them and to killed anyone who isn't Beau.

Master of Lies is in the door wishing to leave so he can't be seen by his former comrades. he feels ashamed of betraying them and showing them this side of him. he looks back thinking that maybe if he stays he can explain himself.

on the second floor; Don-Savage is holding two bottles of vodka as he tries to use them as Molotov bombs. Peace Inn is talking with Doctor Middle Finger who is really nervous thinking of the worst possible outcome.

Joaquin is holding two guns. he knows what he has to do. he closes his eyes for a moment. he thinks about his former wife & kid. the two most important people on his whole life. he wishes to see them again, but he knows that is too soon to make that dream a reality.

Beau is holding a bastard sword with his right hand and a spear with his left hand. he tries to think about the lessons of his teacher. he has been working so hard to become something similar to the God of War. he knows that he isn't there jet, but he is no longer weak.

"don't forget that those are members of Western Legends. don't forget that they are people who left their humanity behind in exchange for their selfish survival. killing a man in wrong, but killing in self defense is the law of this savage land."

yields Joaquin trying to motivate them.

Don-Savage looks at his leader feeling this rage inside of him. he knew that this was not the place to have emotions or second thoughts. this was the place to be ready to anything and to kill or to be kill.

Peace Inn looks at the floor. she has been so weak lately thinking that maybe even those who are in the side of Fallen Heroes are worth saving, but if they don't want to be saved then who is she to force her selfish thinking on them.

Doctor Middle Finger stands up. he told to himself that it was time to leave the coward behind and he told to himself that to be brave is to fight for the safety of those who are important to him.

Beau was speechless. he haven't directly killed anyone jet. but it was now that he started to think of all those who died before him. all those who died in order for him to be where he is standing right now. it will be selfish to live without fighting for it. without fighting for what others died without having, an opportunity.

"he is right. we are no longer kids. every man and woman in here is an adult. they knew what they were doing and that didn't stopped them. we can't confuse morals with stupidity."

yields Beau as a second light of enlightenment to his comrades.

Joaquin gives a riffle and a bag with grenades to Peace Inn. he gives a shotgun and smoke grenades to Don-Savage. he takes fours revolvers for himself and some grenades. Doctor Middle Finger is holding a crossbow with some arrows.

Beau is still holding a bastard sword & a spear. he doesn't need anything else to destroy his enemies. maybe they are overreacting but sometimes it is better to be extremely cautious instead of extremely foolish.

they were ready to go downstairs. but the real question is that if they were ready to kill with their own hands. were they ready to have blood on their hands? everything was a mystery and no one wanted to wait to see if fate was on their side.

it was twelve o'clock. it was the midnight. it has been a long night that felt longer than it has to be. five members of the same guild & friends were ready to fight the enemy. they didn't fear because they knew that they could count with each other.

the biggest question here was if those five individuals could fight against the twenty-four members of Western Legends whom were on the first floor & outside of the restaurant waiting for them. no battle is just and no battle comes without risks.

[announcement: the tournament of 'the Loyal ones' will take place in 52 days.]