"Calm down!? CALM DOWN!? How can you expect me to be calm at a time like this?!"

Moby yelled, using all the energy in his body to slowly lift himself out of bed, only for his legs to fail him, feeling a massive shockwave of pain re-enter his entire body as he tumbled and held onto a wall in his all-white hospital clothes to stand up, the wires and machines hooked up to his head now completely ripped from their previous location.

"Wow wow! Stay in bed! You're in no sh—"

"General! I have no time for the full story! Who is getting executed?! I need to go now! If you won't tell me then I'll just go out and find out for myself!"

"LISTEN TO YOUR GENERAL AND OBAY!"

The general's voice rang throughout the entire room, yet did not at all affect Moby as he slowly continued inching closer and closer towards the room's door before he felt a sudden grip around his waist, looking down only to see an energy-based plant vein as it held and placed him back onto his bed, his efforts and struggles to break out completely futile.

"I told you to calm down son! Didn't you hear me!?"

"But I have to go to that ex—"

"There is no more execution! The execution is over! Why do you think I am here now and not at the execution then? It's because I was just there and came back! I know you're stressed out and there are a lot of things to take in but please just calm down if you want to know the truth! Now sit back down and listen! I'll tell you everything!"

As soon as he heard the general's words, Moby stopped his futile struggling and laid his seemingly broken body back onto his bed, calming his heart and taking a very deep breath before he spoke.

"Okay… I'm listening…"

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"SILENCE!"

The voice of a rather old man rang throughout a blue, massive dome-like arena that was filled from head to toe with people, all of them seeming rather important from their elegant black attire.

From his mighty voice and aura, everyone immediately went silent, looking at the stand above were stood a single man, his hair completely white, his arms held behind his back with a cold, deadly stare in his green eyes, his attire looking completely unique, pristine with a hint of futurism, 10 stars on it displaying his almighty rank and authority.

"May the prisoners be escorted inside the room!"

With a wave of his hands, he ordered, a massive tunnel opening from the side of the arena below where 4 figures emerged, cuffed from behind, escorted by several soldiers.

2 middle-aged adults, their red hair on full display for everyone to see, the look of absolute horror on their face as they struggled to even walk.

They were followed by an old man, his white hair and mustache completely dishevelled as his body began shaking like crazy.

And, finally, behind them was a red-haired teenage girl with a crazy, desperate look in her eyes that completely contrasted the horror of the others, and the only one that wore a muzzel that blocked all the sounds that were no doubt coming out of her screaming mouth, looking at the two adults in front of her with such hatred, disgust, and killing intent that even the guards escorting her instinctively took a step back and had a bad feeling about getting close to her.

Wearing dirty, prisoner rags, all the captives were brought up to a stand where they were all forced on their knees and forced to look at the pillar of authority above them, the restrains on the little girl getting even tighter as she could now no longer move despite her best efforts.

The spectators around them still did not speak a sound, no booing or insults of any kind as they simply stared down at them with pure disgust like they were all filthy pigs.

"Lukas Reid! You and your family have been all found guilty of high treason for the unforgivable sin of housing a shalker amongst your family! Oh how the mighty have fallen…"

The old man spoke once more, staring cold daggers at Lukas below.

"B-but! Lord Supreme General! W-we took the lie detector tests! We all passed! W-we had no idea that our daughter was a shalker! Why are we being executed! We're innocent! We're all—"

"SILENCE!"

With 1 mighty word, the dome went silent once again.

"We did not ask you those questions to determine if you were guilty or not! You were guilty the second it was discovered that your own eldest daughter was a shalker! We were simply trying to extract more information out of you to get closer to the truth, but those shalker's seemed to have most likely wiped your memories before our questioning! Those sly bastards!"

He took a small pause, his gaze growing colder and colder until Lukas could barely even breathe.

"Thanks to you! The shalkers have spied on us and learned many of our secrets! They even learned how to replicate our abilities! That was the biggest advantage we held on them the last war and the only reason we even managed to hold them off! But now that advantage might be null and void! If a war starts once more, we might lose… And, all of humanity might be wiped out. And it's all your fault! TRAITOR! I will make an example of you! And your entire family that colluded with you to show what will happen when people commit treason! Now die the most painful death imaginable..."

"B-B-B-BUT Supreme General! I-I would never betray my people! What did I have to gain? W-What—"

*Snap*

*BADOOMP* *BADOOMP* *BADOOMP* *BADOOMP*

As though his heart was being ripped out of his chest, Lukas began squirming around and shaking like crazy, a dark aura surrounding him as he felt like his body was being eaten from the inside, his body slowly beginning to rot into a disgusting green colour like all of the water was evaporating, leaving his body shrivelled and wrinkled as dark energy began leaking out of his body.

The pain was unlike anything he ever experienced before in his life, being skinned alive and burnt in boiling oil would have been 1000s of times more pleasant than what he was experiencing, as he felt his soul being forcefully ripped out of his body, everything flashing right in front of his eyes.

Abby, his daughter that was looking at what was going on to her father did not experience the same horror as her mother and butler, only rage, regret, and desperation as tears began running down her face, her restraints beginning to slightly move and shift, making the guards around her tighten it even further, her screams still no longer able to be heard.

This made her delve deeply into her mind as she screamed her heart out.

'ALEX! ALEX! I need you! Go out and save my father! He can't die this fucking peacefully! I need to be the one who kills him! I need my revenge! You're my only hope!'

Yet, despite her screams and yells, the undead vampire in her inventory would not respond at all, nor would he answer her calls which made her angry beyond belief as she stared at her father's dying figure with dreadful eyes…

'No-no… This can't be real…'

"AHHH! NO PLEASE! AT LEAST SPARE MY WIFE AND CHILD! JU—"

Those were his last words before he was no more… His body disintegrated all the way down, leaving nothing of him but a skeleton, his ugly, painfilled ghost-like soul being crushed in the air in front of all the spectators.

"Which one of you wants to be next…"

The old man's voice rang once more, completely full of hatred as he scanned the remaining 3.

"S-Supreme General… I was only a simple butler… I-I h—" The butler spoke in his usual British accent, heavy sweat pouring down his white, shrivelled, ghost-like visage that bore the look of absolute horror and despair.

*SNAP*

*BADOOMP* *BADOOMP* *BADOOMP* *BADOOMP*

"AHHHHH! AHHHHHH—"

Abby continued her futile squirming and attempts at calling for Alex's help to no avail as yet another one of her targets died right in front of her, disintegrating in a dark aura until he became nothing but a skeleton, the waterfall of blood falling from her eyes becoming even more and more powerful, her suppressed screaming getting even louder to the point that if it weren't for being a demon, she would have completely lost her voice long ago.

"Mother and Daughter… Hmmmmm… So, which one of you wants to die first?"

"L-leave my daughter alone! She's innocent! She doesn't deserve any of this! Kill me and don't take her! A-Abby… Please forgive me and your father… W—"

*SNAP*

*BADOOMP* *BADOOMP* *BADOOMP* *BADOOMP*

"AHHHHHHHH! W-WE'RE SO SORRY! WE HAD NO IDEA ABOUT WHAT WAS TRULY GOING ON! WE KNOW OUR SINS COULD NEVER BE FORGIVEN! I WISH WE COULD HAVE MADE UP AND FOR THINGS TO BE DIFFERENT! BUT PLEASE KNOW THAT WE BOTH DEEPLY LOVE YOOOUUU—"

Her mother spoke in pure desperation, her voice shifting and turning as her body was ripped apart more and more until she too was nothing but a hunk of bones...

…

After every death, Abby slowly felt like she was losing a part of her soul, her revenge slipping away into absolute nothingness…

The audacity of what her mother just uttered as her final words not even fully registered into her mind as she stopped her futile attempts at escape, tears of blood running down her blank eyes, daggers piercing her empty heart and blank mind as she felt her will to live slip away, accepting her final fate…

"And then there was one… With you, the filthy Reid legacy will be exterminated… Now die…"

The general's voice bore no remorse at the girl that was crying blood on the ground, not even looking at him in the eyes as he spoke down to her.

Just like all the other times, he put his thumb and index finger together as he prepared to snap.

Yet, unlike all of the other times, this time, there was a sudden voice to interrupt him as he was about to do it…

"STOP! I HAVE AN OBJECTION!!"