2. The making of a King.

It was past noon, when Ethan woke up, his poker face intact and more strong then ever.

He quickly, did his chores , changed his clothes and went out to clear his mind.

By the station, he saw a news in paper, the girl from yesterday was there.

'Queen Lisa. ' he could still remember her voice, her smile in her last moments.

When he read the news, he found himself a new league of anger.

{Notice:

Yesterday, a girl named Lisa, had a fight with her sister , after which she committed suicide, her cousin brother, a young man, stated that she was depressed since long time,. The authorities still are trying their best to find her body, }

Ethan didn't knew that he could hate someone that much.

He ws eager to meet this young man, who he knew was that fatty bas*ard who nearly r**ed his own cousin.

Till the evening he did every reasearxh he needed.

Namely, about his family, who will miss him if he died.

His father, was indulged in trading of girls as s*x slaves.

Surely he wouldn't mind if one of his son from many women died.

At night , he silently went over to the meeting place of the gang, the fatty scum was in.

He wanted to beat him to the inch of his life, but he wanted to hear more about them, if he want to change this way, he habe to gain knowledge about them.

He waited, forced himself to wait, even after hearing the glory of the man, by forcing their way with girls.

Fir the second time in the day, he snapped when the fastu ba*tard metioned Lisa.

" She had a perfect figure , one could ask for, I only could taste her heavens, the marks I left, would be with her till her body decompose, if only that fu**ing bou hadn't intervered, then I would have tsted every part of her and enjo. "

" Well, sorry for you, but she is dead, and soon you would be joining her said a voice from the darkness around them,

The scum knew who the voice belong to, but still he still believed it.

"Who is there, come before we come for you, don't be a coward, " he said seeing that how much support he has for now.

Clack.. Clack.

Clack.. Clack. ,

Sound of shoes hitting the concrete could be heared from the front, coming closer.

" What cowardness, are you talking about, you with your friends forcing your own sister, "said a voice, that the fatty man couldn't forget in his lifetime.

" Why are you interfering in our business , you should do your own work, don't try to be a saviour. " said the scum to the approaching figure that revealed to be Ethan.

"Ra*ping someone is your business ,.

Leave it aside for now, we will discuss it after your little fight, that if you come out of it alive, " Said Ethan, while removijg the black shirt je was wearing, showing everyone that he is not at all to be taken lightly.

The fight started, one side there was Ethan on the other side there were ten men some of them barely holding their liquor.

Ethan walked towards , them, he walk changed into jog and jog into a full sprint.

His speed, shocked many of the people, before they even realised Ethan was in front of them, with a quick full powered punch in the temple, one man was down in an instant.

Before the men could process what just happened, two more were down, with a kick on their throats.

3 down, 6 to go.

But 1 to torture till death.

Everyone attacked at Ethan at the same time, he had two choices, but he choose the worst oke possible, focusing all his strength of his shoulders he tackled two at a time, the momentum he carried with him, disbalanced two more.

In just some minutes, 7 men were down.

The two men left were the strongest of the group, they at least knew one or two things about fighting.

They attacked Ethan, with a feint st the same time, anyone under normal conditions wouldn't be able to see their real attack and the target, that was his weakest points his eyes and groin.

But Ethan wasn't normal by any means and he was relying solely on his instincts.

His body moved to an unnatural angle, dropping to the ground in less than a second and within an instant he rose up, kicked one and puncjed another right at his throat.

" Now, it time for your torture, scum. " said Ethan with hate clearly visible in his eyes.

Before the fatty man could even register what just happened, a punch hit him in his throat, a unnatural sense of discomfort arise in his body, blood poured from his nose, cheek and throat.

Then it hit him, unbearing pain, more pain than he could ever imagined, more pain than he has ever experienced in his life.

But before he could shout to show his agony, his pain, a punch landed on his stomach, forcing sir outta his body, next one came right to his nose a loud cracking sound was heard .

" Before, I kill you, tell me did you enjoyed it, doing that to her, biting her body, scrating her. Did you enjoy it.

Remember you are going to die, if you speak truth, I will give you a painful death, but if you lie, I will let you live, only to let you recover and then again break your body, till the time your will is dead, and you become a dead body. " said Ethan.

" I enjoyed what was asked of me do to.

She was my sister , do you think I will sell my sister for no reasons, but I do not regret anything " he said.

Ethan opted to listen to him.

The fatty man continued " Since my childhood, I watched my mom, treated like a slave, my father brought men to our home and let them had their way with my mom, I was so small to realize what was happening, I could only hear my mom's shouting, her oleading every time, each time she shouted something break from my body, my soul.

My father, said that we are on the top of food chain, we can do anything we want, and having s*x is to show our superiority to others.

Later that man took me with him, to his friends house. There was a girl there , they forced me to r*pe her, I declined, they threatened, that either it wwas her or my mother.

I choose her, her pleading, her pain, made me realize that I was a monster.

In order to survive, I had to do it.

But I promise you, I never took satisfaction in it. But I enjoyed the praise that I got after it.

You can kill me surely, I won't stop you, but let me rwming you, that I am just a beginning of what is to come to you..

" .

Ethan was nearly shocked to hear this, he realizes that he was wrong about him and maybe he was wrong about other.

He needed to do more research.

" When you kill me , take my phone, read the chats, then you will understand, what lead to this.

But I am grateful to be killed by you, you are a real man.

Just kill my mother, after this.

I request you. Just kill her. " said the man, as he shoved his gun into Ethan's hand.

Ethan looked at the broken man in front of him, he knew that if he didn't kill him, then the fate of this man couls be much worse than this.. He pulled the trigger.

" I won't blame you for this, you are a broken man who did everything he could to survive.

Your only fault was that, you didn't revolt against what you thought was wrong. "

The man smiled and said "Thank you. "

Bang. he was dead.

The sound of bullet, will surely attract attention, he grabbed the man's phone and run to the river side.

Inside the phone of the man, Ethan witnessed many things , the vedios of people forcing small girls, the killing, the dealing if drugs and many more.

He found some recording in a hidden folder, he ooend it and heard them one by one..

First was his confession of his crimes as if he knew this day would surely come,.

Second was his apology to his mother .

And the third was a conversation, a call recording, about Lisa.

This made him nervous that may be there was something he missed in this.

He listened it, repeated it and again repeated it.

Thing were getting more complicated then he imagined them to be.

He shared, these recording and some information to his phone and threw the gun and man's phone in the river.

The same where Lisa gave away her life.

'I swear to God, I will give Lisa justice, even if it is the last thing I do.

She was queen Lisa , .

And I will be the King, I will make sure that no one suffers, firstly there is a small snake to capture'.

His determination, his will awakened something deep inside him, which takes years of practice, years of sacrifice took refuge under Ethan's determinsyiom as if agreeing with his ideals.

Ethan had strated his way in making of a True king.

A king with highest authority.

A king with highest strength and intelligence.

A king whose words would be the order even after his death.

He had awakened, the King woke up after many centuries.