dead people can't speak

a guy wearing jeans, a plaid shirt, a black leather jacket, cowboy boots, cowboy hot and some black gloves. walks inside of a bar. he looks at the other gentlemen inside. the guy puts a cigar on his mouth.

even when he has a short hair cut, he can't hide the gray hair. he has some wrinkles on his face. he has some facial hair on his chin. he wears sunglasses to hide the wrinkles on his eyes. his eyes are bright blue.

this guy sits in front of the Ferryman. we had seen this man before, he was presented before but not described. the man next to Ferryman, is no other than Bird-E. he came out of the tomb to talk business. he isn't the first nor last dead man walking.

Ferryman is curious about the proposal. this is Ferryman's territory. the bar is owned by him and his people. only an idiot or someone with something to offer will dare to come. now the question is, how good is Bird-E's proposal.

Bird-E looks around. he leaves a yellow envelope on the table. he looks at Ferryman, like saying with the glance to take it. Ferryman takes the envelope. he opens it. he looks at the documents inside. he closes the envelope. he is nervous for what he read.

"are you aware of the contents of those documents?"

"yes I am, that is why I came to you."

"do you have an idea of what this implies? it can either lead to a God's execution or to a war among Gods. I can't risk my own life on this documents. I am open to whatever you want to achieve. the only thing I ask of you, is to deliver all the copies and all documents about this matter."

"I don't own all the copies nor documents related to this event. I will see what I can do."

that was the end of the conversation. once it was over Bird-E left the bar. some of Ferryman's henchmen ask if they follow the mortal. Ferryman said no. he told them to guard the bar. the documents on his hands are a time bomb.

one of the henchmen asks for the contents of the documents. Ferryman sighs. he is nervous for the dagger he holds on his hands. a dagger of double edge. he tells his crew to lock their tongues. that information leads to extinction.

outside of the bar:

Bird-E is walking quietly. he is stopped by Oblivious Soul-Rage. at his left is Rotto. Oblivious Soul-Rage asks for information. he wants to know about what happened inside the bar. information is power.

Bird-E tries to warn him. Oblivious Soul-Rage doesn't listen to reason. he demands an explanation in full detail. he yields. a butcher knife comes out of nowhere. it cuts Oblivious S-R's jaw. from left to right, it also cut off his tongue.

Oblivious Soul-Rage is afraid. he tries to scream. the only noises he makes, are his screams of pain. he falls on the floor backwards. he looks around. he can't see the man who cut off his tongue. then he looks at it on the floor. a piece of his flesh.

"do you have a comment to do about personal business? is there anything you want to say for your friend? try to not bite too much of what you can chew."

said a man hidden on the darkness.

he conceals his identity. the only thing to know, is that he is working with Bird-E. he knows about the dangers of the documents. he comes out of the darkness. he uses a mask to hide his face. he steps on Oblivious Soul-Rage's tongue.

Bravo-Holy Mommy-One Base:

Cabra-Head is on the living room. he is drinking tea. next to him is Bigotes. at the other side is Good Twin. they are also drinking tea. Bigotes and Good Twin want to leave. they want to follow Cabra-Head.

Federico comes to the living room. he has his own opinion.

"I trust the two gentlemen on the room. they are good guys. I am glad they want to move with you, I hope you can take good care of them."

"thanks for the warm welcome. I liked working with your pals. I hope for great things on the future. I hope our friendly relationship can stay big on the future."

Psychotic Twin and Karl are also there. she refuses to let her brother go alone. Karl tries to tell her, to let him go. Psychotic Twin looks at him with anger. Karl tells her that he is mature enough. he also points at Bigotes who is a responsible adult.

"that man is a drunk buffoon. who are you calling responsible? or adult? he is an alcoholic grown child. my brother is more mature than him. it is my brother who will babysit him, not the other way around."

"please have some faith in your brother. I am close to him, I trust on him to know he will do fine out there. come on look at the boy. he wants to have fun."

Psychotic Twin growls. she makes a cute face as she frowns. Karl is poking her cheeks. Psychotic Twin looks at him, she is blushing. she pretends to be angry, to avoid anyone noticing her blushing. she looks away.

"it doesn't matter what you say, this is a family matter. I will talk to my brother on private later. I may let him go."

said Psychotic Twin furious.

Karl felt hurt. he knows he fuck up when they met. he knows he wasn't the nicest, nor the most sane guy at the moment. jet he hopes for her to forgive him. he has become a close friend to Good Twin. he hopes to be friends with Psychotic Twin one day.

Cat-G and Dog-B walk inside of the living room, they were on the kitchen. they want to take part of the conversation. Dog-B looks at the others. he trembles as he thinks about how he betrayed the others. how he is helping the Executioner.

Dog-B steps forward. he kneels. everyone else is looking at him. Dog-B looking at the floor talks about taking part on the next task. he wants to be of help. he wants to make sure Beau survives the next task. the Executioner will make a movement then.

Beau comes to the living room. he isn't alone. Marisol is walking at his right. Erika is at his left. both ladies are talking about their adventures. they seem like old friends. Beau makes some dirty jokes. he smiles at everyone.

"I was told about what the next chapter has to offer. I will gladly wish to take part. I also agree with letting two of our most trusted friends to go with Cabra-Head."

said Beau with a positive smile.

"you have changed. you don't doubt anymore before acting. you are more of a leader now, I am glad to know you are doing better now."

said Erika feeling proud.

Beau thanks Leah, he thanks his lovely girlfriend. he thanks her for all the good changes on his life. Beau feels lucky to have her as his girlfriend.

Leah comes to the living room with Joaquin. he is planning on finding the Executioner. he will make sure to stop him. he will save Beau's life. no because he cares, but because that is his way of believing on himself. to be a better leader.

Joaquin puts a cigar on his mouth. he walks towards Cabra-Head. he makes a friendly gesture as he greets him. Joaquin does that to show who is the leader. even when he is an NPC, he is boss. he wants everyone to remember it.

"so am I going to see you on the next chapter?"

asks Joaquin faking a friendly tone.

it was still visible his hostility towards Cabra-Head.

"no. whatever you execute on the next chapter, we aren't part of it. we won't get our title dirty on the personal agenda of others. we follow our own rules."

said Cabra-Head smiling peacefully.

Cabra-Head's voice sounded calm & nice. his eyes had the gaze of a devil. there was something sinister on his eyes.

Cabra-Head stands up. he leaves. Bigotes & Good Twin follow him. for Cabra-Head making connections is important. he knows about the hell which is to come. Cabra-Head wants to keep himself safe. this world isn't safe, taking sides is the risk.

Metal Head & Violet Guitar are on the kitchen. they are making breakfast. Metal Head is intrigue to know why them. they are some of the best members of their guild. choosing them instead of two weaker man. maybe their real job will come as a surprise.

"sometimes I think he is the devil. he has to be a devil, to be as cold blooded as he is."

"I know what you mean. treating his subordinates like tools. that is why we are the only two men working under his command."

"maybe he has no idea of what he wants. there are people who years go by without knowing what they want. he seems to have an idea. the problem is, an idea isn't a fully complete concept. man like that are the most dangerous thing on places like this one."

"you are making me talk more of what I should. one last thing. keep all suspicious words out of your moth. don't say more of what you are allow to."

Beau walks inside of the kitchen. he takes a soda. he talks to the guys. he goes back to the living room. everyone is quiet. no one wants to continue with the conversation.

old house:

Bird-E is on a dark room. he is looking at a portrait; it is archangel Michael stepping on the Devil. there are buildings on fire on the background. there are beings on fire. Michael is crying with sorrowful eyes. the Devil smiles with a victorious look.

"every time I look at that picture I ask myself, who is the real winner? the one victorious stepping on the one who lost the battle. or the one who laughs knowing he won something bigger. he won by corrupting the winner's soul. by breaking him."

spoke a man hidden on the darkness. a man behind a mask.

"I don't know how much of that is real? did that battle ever happen? was there ever a physical evil like that? wasn't evil just a metaphor for our inner demons. for the evil within our stained souls. we are the corrupted ones."

said Bird-E with a twisted smile.

"I see, so you aren't a believer. isn't it funny? how a man with lack of faith was dragged inside a battle among Divine beings. the world is strange, scarier is the stranger living on our dirty souls. now on which side of war do you see yourself?"

"you are an interesting man. you are always talking about a greater good, about the lesser evil. let me tell you, when you have to select among two evils. it doesn't matter which one does less harm. at the end of the day we are talking about two evils. none of those evils does good. so don't pretend to be what you are not. because we all are evil."

the man hidden on darkness trembles. he swallows saliva. there is rage on his eyes. he wants to deny it. he wants to say that he is better. somehow he can't find the words. there is nothing he can say. he stays in there silently.

Bird-E laughs like a maniac. he laughs on a light tone, his laughter becomes louder. his laughter becomes distorted. there is no denial, he is a man of evil. he accepts who he is. he embraces his darkness.

he takes a glass of blood from the floor. he drinks it. he throws the glass on the floor. he wants to make a point with his actions. he wants to prove it. just how evil they both are. how cruel are their hearts.

there is no explanation. evil doesn't need to be explained. evil exist because we allow it, to be a part of us. our actions are as dark as our hearts. a painting is only a painting. the real horror hides on the nature of man.