CHAPTER 41
ANDROMACUS VON CIELO WAS HOLDING the small and fragile Victory in his lap when he presented himself to Sebottendorff.
–– She is our guarantee – Sebottendorff began smiling, certain of the victory in his hands –, that we will get what we want, this time we will conquer this world and the thousand-year-old Reich will finally begin his reign.
Sebottendorff smiled.
–– He did an excellent job Himmler – he continued – I believe that we can finally dream about the future that the Führer planned for us, I feel like Saulo de Tarsus himself on the road to Damascus.
Himmler hated to hear small talk, his only pleasure was to kill.
–– Yes, my dear son, if it weren't for little Saul, Christianity would never be what it is today, he was a visionary, if he were to wait for those poor ignorant and unhappy Jews, Jesus Christ would have been just another man in the history, like our Führer, tried to kill him countless times, but today will be the day of our redemption, the real chosen people, the Aryan race will finally triumph over the nations and we will be the thousand-year Reich, of which the prophecy said.
–– What will we do? Interrupted Himmler – in a little while, Armand will bring the boy.
–– The boy is of no use to us, it was pure waste of time, he should have imagined that the old man would look for an heir worthy of the legacy.
–– Other?
–– is his memory that weak? Has he forgotten the Garcia family?
ANDROMACUS VON CIELO was born in Berlin in 1964, and when he was five years old, he moved to Barcelona, Spain, because of his father's new political position, Wilhorn von Cielo, who had just been appointed ambassador to West Germany.
Since childhood, Andromacus was fascinated by death and the bittersweet taste of blood.
WHEN HE WAS FOUR YEARS OLD, Andromacus killed his mother's cat with an almost blind kitchen knife and made numerous drawings on the white wall of his parents' bedroom using the blood of the pussy. His mother was horrified by his son's coldness, but his father had already begun to trace his destiny within Thule.
This time, I got lucky... – he thought happy with himself.
WILHORN VON CIELO was started at Thule a year before Germany's defeat in World War II. He had been chosen by Heinrich Himmler himself to be his successor within the brotherhood before he died by committing suicide.
Wilhorn began his brilliant career shortly after finishing law and politics, joined an inexpressive political party, and defended small causes, soon realized that this young man would have a bright future if he were well advised, and that's exactly what happened.
At a party designed to raise funds for his campaign, he met Frida Kontshowsk, the daughter of a Russian ambassador who was on vacation. Frida was only eighteen when she became pregnant.
Ambassador Ivan Kontshowsk almost killed both, but with von Cielo's victory in the elections, and the young man's promising future, he ended up accepting that marriage.
ANDROMACUS WAS BORN and his parents' marriage was running smoothly, and so it was throughout his adolescence.
Frida had never imagined that both her son and her husband were part of a secret sect, and that her son was being prepared to be a great murderer, and perhaps even a Grand Master.
Andromacus spoke nine fluent languages, had a degree in law and politics, just like his father, and was growing and stratospherically rising, at that moment the mission to end the last remaining Templar families in the world, the di Payens family and to Rillencourt.
Andromacus prepared everything meticulously, only something went wrong.
ON THE NIGHT WHEN HE WAS commemorating his most important murder, his father entered the club, stopped in front of him while looking at his son on a swing with three Latin girls.
–– Andromacus.
It took almost two minutes for the boy to detach himself from the three girls, and another three to recognize his own father, he was so drunk that he was.
–– Dad? – He started laughing over and over – want one of them, dad? It's on me, let's celebrate.
Andromacus returned to hug the three girls.
Wilhorn took his son by the hair - at that time he had his hair by the shoulders - and went out dragging his son.
–– Leave me alone with my son, go!
The girls ran out of the room naked.
After that, he turned to his son and said:
–– You imbecile, ruined everything again.
–– As well? – Said while lighting a cigarette – I did exactly what you told me.
Wilhorn kicked his son in the leg and then punched him in the face.
After Andromacus spit purebred three times and collected the twisted cigarette and put it back in his mouth, he said:
–– Already said. You bastard, I did everything you said.
–– First place. For you, sir, when referring to me, and second, the old man and the grandson managed to escape, we need the diary, see if you stop running after these whores and do your job right, it's time to forget that Latin bitch which disgraced our family.
WILHORN WAITED FOR HIS SON to get dressed, paid the girls and went out together.
After that day, Andromacus never grew his hair again.
–– SANTO DEUS... – Frida shouted when she saw the pitiful state her son was in when he got home - what did you do, my love?
–– A group of radicals approached me on the street and beat me, calling me a Nazi, luckily, Dad was passing by on time and managed to save me – she looked at her father and saw his evil smile – thank you father.
Andromacus went up to his room, took a shower and lay down, and dreamed of Consuelo.
CONSUELO OUTSIDE THE BIG LOVE of his life, they met when he was ten years old, his mother was employed in the Wilhorn mansion, and it took six years to discover love in each other's arms.
Andromacus discovered true love in Consuelo, the body personally sculpted by God, drove him completely crazy, but because of his father, he could never make that commitment, and even planned to get away with it.
One night, Wilhorn woke his son up and told him to go with him.
Along the way he said:
–– Today is the day of your baptism, son.
–– Dad, I'm already baptized.
–– I'm talking about true baptism, not that child's play that your mother invented, I'm talking about the true essence, today it will kill a person for the first time in life.
They arrived at the ceremony site and Andromacus would never forget that night every day of his life, the woman who was tied to the altar was Consuelo.
Your beautiful Consuelo...
Andromacus couldn't believe what he was seeing, before he managed to say anything, Wilhorn handed him the cleaver as sharp as a knife, and said:
–– Now, do it!
–– I can't, father, she is...
–– She is a bitch - cried the father angrily - a bitch he imagined could steal his future, do you think I didn't know everything? The word he was going to use is "pregnant", my son with an impure, now a kid, solve this shit he got, go and do it !!!
Andromacus started to cry, came close to the altar and saw Consuelo's eyes shedding rivers of tears, her eyes screaming in despair - just like his.
He said in an almost imperceptible tone:
–– Forgive me, I love you.
Andromacus was going to stop in the middle of the trajectory, but his father, behind him, held tightly on his wrist and went to the end.
Seeing the lifeless body of his beloved Consuelo, he fell unconscious to the floor.
After that day, Andromacus was never able to sleep again, nor did he have any feelings for anyone.
FOR TWO UNINTERRUPTED YEARS, Andromacus followed the two Rillencourt's, while he meticulously planned his revenge against his father.
He would die in the most painful way possible...
ONE NIGHT ANDROMACUS received a call that would change the course of his life in the Brotherhood forever.
"This is Füher... find me in the same place as always..."
Andromacus went to the agreed place, and at the exact time, Hitler appeared.
–– I want you to kill two of our men who are delaying the entire project.
–– Who are they?
–– Your father, and your best friend, Godofredo Garcia, I know about the hatred you have for your father, and I believe you are the right person for this job.
–– Consider the job done, I would love to kill that bastard, but I would like a small favor.
–– You can order anything you want.
–– I want to borrow the sacrificial cleaver.
Hitler smiled, put his hand inside his jacket, and took out a package on a fine linen cloth.
–– You know that it cannot be washed, it has to be kept with the blood of sacrifice, this custom has been done since its first owner, Abraham, when he was going to sacrifice his son and the angel prevented him.
–– I know that, sir...
ANDROMACUS BEGAN TO FEEL the bitter taste of revenge in his mouth, he had to take care of Godofredo Garcia first, his murder should look like a suicide, both for him and his wife.
The next day, Andromacus entered the di Payens family mansion and found Godofredo in the library. He came up behind his victim, covered his mouth and whispered in his ear.
–– If you scream, I will kill you, and I will also kill your family.
Godofredo nodded slowly and Andromacus withdrew his hand over his mouth and began to speak.
–– You know why I came here.
–– Of course, do what needs to be done.
–– Not quite, you will die the same way you killed your father-in-law, so get a paper and pen and say goodbye to your son.
–– What do you mean, my son? What are you going to do with my wife?
–– Shut up and write.
Godofredo wrote the letter, but without any desire to say goodbye.
"Dear son, I beg you to forgive me, I have no words to describe why I am about to do this to myself, but never doubt one thing, my love for you...
Your father..."
Godofredo looked up to see his executioner one last time, Andromacus shot between his eyes.
Andromacus always used a silencer in his work, so as not to wake anyone up if they were sleeping, as in that particular case.
CARMEN DI PAYENS-GARCIA woke up and had a feeling of despair in her heart, it was not the noise, but the lack of warmth from her husband that woke her from a terrible nightmare, she dreamed of Godofredo being murdered and the murderer came after her and of your son.
He was about to go down the stairs when he noticed that a strange man was quietly leaving the library and was starting up the stairs.
Carmen quickly ran to Bernardo's room and took him on her lap and ran to the maid's room – who was off that day – and went out through the emergency door and hid in the basement of the pool's water pump, and stayed there until dawn.
Andromacus turned the house up and down behind Carmen, a Spanish woman with black hair like ebony and a body that had turned her head since the first time he saw her, which further increased his desires for women other than women. German.
Finally, he decided to go back to the library and leave the gun in Godofredo's left hand, as if it were a suicide and went to the nightclub where he had fun almost every night with Latin girls, especially those who looked like his Consuelo.
THE FIRST PART OF THE MISSION had already been accomplished with full success. Although Andromacus wanted to kill Carmen, raping her to death, but only the extinction of Godofredo's life would make Hitler happy, and now, he would go to the main course of the night.
His father...
THE PLAN WAS VERY SIMPLE, Wilhorn knew that when he couldn't find his son, he just had to go to the place of the sacrifice ceremony where his girlfriend's bitch had died, he was always there.
–– I need to talk to you, son... – he said seriously.
–– Of course dad, what do you want?
–– I want you to go after Rillencourt as soon as possible, you know we need the map.
–– I know, but I will go when Hitler sends me, he doesn't send me or me anymore.
Wilhorn was going to throw a punch at Andromacus, ended up getting hit on the back of the neck and passed out.
WILHORN WOKE A FEW MINUTES later, was naked in hair, and tied to the same altar on which he had sacrificed Consuelo years ago.
–– May I know what a joke this is?
He saw the whole fellowship assembled, he knew very well what that meant.
Damn... after everything I've done, they treat me like a disposable...
Andromacus was wearing his father's priestly robe, his eye shone at the emotion of experiencing the blood that generated him, and that humiliated him throughout his life.
–– Brothers... – said Hitler – today we will see the great baptism of succession, the son who overcomes his father and takes his place and name before our brotherhood.
Andromacus walked slowly over to his father and pulled the cleaver from his sleeve and gave him a smile.
–– Dad, I promise that this perfect sacrifice will hurt a lot.
The son stuck the cleaver in his own father's left leg and saw him howl in pain.
Andromacus took the cutlass from his leg, blood gushed in his face, his face completely changed, hatred became an unrestrained desire for blood, he felt like an addict in search of drugs, at that moment no one in the world could stop him, he started stabbing the father in all possible places of the body from which he would not die...
Except in the heart and the head...
He wanted to see the old man paying for all sins...
One by one...
Leaving the grand finalle for its moment of glory.
Andromacus raised the cleaver as high as he could and shouted with all the strength his lungs could bear:
–– Heil Hitler.
And he took the last stab at his already-faint father.
The crowd left in silence and satisfied.
Hitler spoke to Andromacus.
–– Good job, son, from today on, your name in the fellowship will be Heinrich Himmler, I hope I can always count on your excellent work.
Andromacus wrapped the cleaver in his cloak and returned it to Hitler, who just put his hand on his left shoulder and said:
–– It will be very good to have you with me my boy, our future will be safe in your hands.
DAYS LATER, THEY reported the barbaric death of Ambassador Wilhorn von Cielo to the whole world, while Andromacus was on his way to South America, in search of the people who would take him to Andrius Colmenaghes de Rillencourt II and IV.