Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Black Rose ❯ Chapter 4: The consequence ( Chapter 4 )

In Chapter 3.

 

Here Mr. Rendel… please enter” Dr. Eslaf said a bit calmer now.

 

Marcus opened the door and saw who exactly was sitting in a black leather chair , smiling brightly at him.

 

“Tiller…?” asked Marcus trembling, for he hadn't been expecting to find his uncle sitting there, after 8 years of not seeing him.

 

Tillers lips formed a long terrifying smile “Well hello Marcus, nice to see you again.”

 

 

Chapter 4: The consequence

 

The last thing Marcus heard was the door behind him close. His eyes focused on the man sitting in front of him. In an instant his mind was full of rage and hatred. He focused on Tiller like a lion watching his prey, horrible images of his mother beaten and hurt came to his mind. It seemed as time had stopped at that moment, his hands formed into fists while his blood boiled with fury.

 

Tiller just kept smiling at the boy in front of him. Never taking any worry on the rage the boy was showing.

 

“Well, if it isn't little Marcus, long time no see” said Tiller still grinning which made Marcus almost rip his head off.

 

“I see you have grown up since the last time I saw you, but you seem to have gone mute” Tiller said and started laughing at his own remark. Marcus kept screaming in his head insults and thinking of a good way to kill this man without getting in trouble.

 

“Guess you inherit that nasty way of staying quiet form your mother” said Tiller giving a disgusting face.

 

That had been the last drop of water…..

 

“You foul animal!!! How could you say something like that of my mother, you stupid (-------…0_0…censored--------) I hate you!!!!” Marcus was trying to strangle Tiller with all his might; he would have succeeded if security hadn't come that moment.

 

Two men had Marcus on his knees, Marcus was still punching and kicking he didn't care, he wanted revenge… the last thing he could sense, was getting hit in the head by something, then it all became dark….

 

 

Marcus woke up with a giant headache, his vision was blurry and he knew it was dark there. He turned in every direction but all he saw was black ends. He deduced he was in a room, it had no windows but he felt like someone was watching him. He was on his knees when he felt something cold slide down his cheek he felt it with his hand. It was some kind of liquid, at first he didn't know what it was until he smelled it. It was blood , it was trickling down from his head; with a trembling hand he felt a soft spot on his skull. “Oh god this is going to leave a mark” he thought while he tried to stand up.

 

It was like being blind; he couldn't see anywhere, only guiding himself with his hands. He wasn't making any progress on finding how to escape; the lat thing he remembered was strangling that idiot.

 

Suddenly his hand stopped as his palm felt a cold surface. It was solid and curved; he wanted to know what exactly that thing was, so he kept following the figure with his hands. Upward he felt the same curved surface, but in the base of the figure there was a board and he felt the small buttons on it, he was bending all the way down, he asked himself who in their right minds would put a board down there.

 

In that moment a door opened somewhere and light streamed in the room, Marcus turned as fast as he could but it was to late the door had been closed again. With effort he stood up, and watched on the shadows for some sign of movement. That's when he heard that awful voice.

 

“I think you need to know the truth” he heard Tiller say. “Stupid Marcus, if you hadn't come here, you wouldn't have to face the same fate as your parents” he said with a mocking voice, “Very nasty your parents deaths, I just hope this time no one finds the body” Marcus kept silent he knew what was next, his uncle was going to kill him, now he knew he was the one who killed his parents, he just wanted to kill him, but that wish was overpowered by fear.

 

Marcus heart stopped when he heard the nest two words; “Kill him” Tillers voice was like ice and without any emotion. He wanted to run, he wanted to scream but fear had overcome his senses. He saw Tillers outline as he left through the door. He heard a soft click and the room lit, and Marcus saw exactly what was happening.

 

A strange mutant man was advancing to him, horns had grown from his head and Marcus couldn't say what it looked more like, a human or a bull. The mutant inclined his head to the point were his horns were in Marcus direction. Without warning the bull-man started running towards him, Marcus on first instinct was to run to the other side, but as he did so, he stepped on the buttons of the thing he had been inspecting before, with a small click something opened, but he didn't have time to look at it, so he ran the other direction. He found himself cornered by the bull-man in a corner, closing his eyes with his hands he waited for the impact to come…