Factory

"Factory"

"Drag Him inside... someone, fetch me a chair! also, bring everything you have guns rods and drugs."

"Yes SIR!!!"

Everyone shouted and they threw me on the ground and left to search for a chair, Emilieo came near me. I could hear the sound of him walking towards me, he pulled my hair and spoke in my ear,

"I would love to look But--"

He bashed Vrit's head on the ground, three-four times.

Vrit was bleeding, though not profusely, his skin badly bruised. As this unfolded, the guards fetched a chair, and Emilieo instructed one of them to stand near the vehicles and keep watch. They then dragged him inside.

"We've reached the place Vrit"

Emilieo shouted and began walking towards Vrit. His demeanour shifted rapidly from excitement to anger as he spoke to him.

"Listen here, I'll answer all your questions in a way you'll never forget. I'll teach you lessons your parents never did—mind your business and watch your tongue when you talk to someone like me."

As he spoke there was a smile on his face, he was enjoying the situation, then suddenly Vrit burst out in anger and yelled.

"Watch my tongue while talking to someone like you? Haah... Emilieo, you're nothing but a rich, stubborn brat who hides behind your father's name to intimidate the weak and demand respect. Even your father doesn't think highly of you."

Emilieo snapped upon hearing those words. He closed the distance and unleashed his fury on Vrit, punching him in the face while shouting angrily.

"You fucking Shit, you thrown-out garbage, scumbag of society. Look around you!"

As Emilieo landed punches on him, Vrit screamed in pain and shouts

"Had to cover my head with a bag... because you've been so scared... about me using my powers on you..."

Laughingly Emilieo replies to Vrit 

"You talk about power... power this, power fucking that. But what good would it do? There are eight men out there with barbed wire bats, guns, and knives. Powers that are much fucking stronger than MINE!!!"

Hearing this, Vrit fell silent, realizing that anything more could worsen the situation. Emilieo turned back and looked at the guards and said...

"Boys, make sure he realises what it is to pick a fight with Emilieo Montana."

"What realization are you even talking about? That's already given to me by this world... a lot of... "

The guards formed a circle around him, punched and kicked him severely with each punch that landed on his body he released a cry of pain but there was something that bothered Emilieo so he asked

"Stop, boys, stop..."

Emilieo grabbed Vrit by his hair and punched him on his nose and repeated,

"Ask for mercy, BEG! for mercy."

and continued to punch until Vrit passed out.

"What a weakling. Guess he only had a big mouth."

They all started laughing while standing near his body. Their laughs made it clear what kind of monsters they were. In their eyes, Vrit's life had no value.

"Splash a bucket of water on his face, bitch is unconscious!"

Emilieo commanded his men.

"I am not done yet."

(Vrit heard a deep and heavy voice in his head.)

[DEMON REALM OPEN.]

Time around Vrit stopped he had lost consciousness, there was a voice who was speaking to him.

"Here you are getting punched by a kid. Haha... Wake up loser" 

Vrit suddenly gained consciousness, as he opened his eyes he found himself looking into pitch black darkness, unable to speak and move he thought.

"What a strange sound, and who is it talking to? Where am I? It's all black here. Am I dead already?"

Suddenly, the darkness around turned into the colour of fire, surrounded by yellow and orange touches.

On both sides, massive pillars of black stone loomed, each crowned with burning flames. These towering structures were adorned with intricate, random engravings. The sight was breathtaking-a magnificent spectacle to behold.

Vrit thought, "I was floating, and suddenly the whole place lit up..."

From what I could tell, it was a castle. My body was being pulled by an unseen force, leaving me with no control over my movements. My eyes fixed on the stairs that ascended.

There was a platform... which at one glance, I could tell it was made of something forbidden, which won't exist in the place I'm from

"Empty" was what that came in my mind

Slowly, as I looked ahead, I saw a completely black creature on a throne. Its mere presence could creep the hell out of anyone. Just looking at it sent chills and pain coursing through my body.

I had no idea who he was and why was I even there. "Am I dead, and is he the lord of hell?"

"If I had to explain my surroundings more specifically, it was like standing in a royal court before the king."

As all these events were unfolding, suddenly the creature or that thing spoke to me... and I wasn't even able to lift my head and look in its way,

"Vrit... that's your name... quite the coincidence and twist we have... hahaha..."

His voice was so deep and loud it shook my soul, and I fell on my knees.

Suddenly something pierced my heart. It was a sword that came flying straight at me.

"You got some courage looking into my way... but I am not surprised."

"What was that?"

Vrit spoke with a trembling voice, asking 'the creature' in front of him

"Who are you?"

"Who am I... This sounds familiar, but questions could only be asked when you prove your worth to me..."

He opened his eyes and realized his head was still covered by the bag. They were punching him, but with each hit, he was gradually becoming numb to the pain. He saw a hand reaching towards him from inside the bag and felt it grab his head. Moments later, he heard the voice of a guard saying...

"Sir please stop, we can't remove the bag from his head, as by our research we know that he has powers which could--"

"What is your name?"

"Sorry sir--?"

"I asked what the FUCK IS YOUR NAME!"

As he spoke, he ignited the bag covering Vrit's eyes and face. He moved his hands away, and clenched his fist, and flames erupted from his hand, causing the atmosphere to grow warm.

"Montana's Flare"

He shouted and lunged at the guard in front of him, causing all the guards to become very cautious. The attacked guard was thrown away by a powerful blast. He tried to defend himself but was burned, with his broken bones protruding from his forearm.

The loud impact jolted Vrit awake, forcing his eyes open.

Initially disoriented, he struggled to comprehend what had happened. Then, he heard the guards conversing with someone in front of him. It was at that moment he saw Emilieo for the first time.

Emilieo turned and locked eyes with Vrit. For the first time in their lives, their gazes met. They stared at each other and, in unison, said...

"What kind of animal are you?" (Vrit)

"And look who opened their eyes!" (Emilieo)

He had a moderately muscular build, like someone who trained sporadically. Dark circles under his eyes hinted at sleepless nights, while his devious smile suggested a relish for past misdeeds. Long hair streaked with red and purple highlights framed his face, and light flames flickered from his hands.

Emilieo with a look of confusion says, "Animal?"

Vrit replied, "You... beat your own man from stopping you, to do things that could get you in trouble?"

Emilieo responds, "Well... They are my men. They are given enough money, and for money, if I ask them to bark, they bark!"

Vrit shouted, "And you are CAUGHT"