Villain's POV: A Monster's Odyssey-Chapter 33: Execution.

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BANG!

The door to the glass room was forcefully opened as a man wearing a black coat and menacing, dark green piercing eyes intruded with a silent, yet fierce expression.

Behind him walked several individuals wearing a certain grey uniform with red and golden linings on the sleeves. A symbol of a double phoenix was engraved on the middle of the shirt.

They were a similar cap and stood in silence behind him in order silently with hands behind backs, as if they had been trained in an army for years, obeying every order without question. Along, there were two female individuals, once being Quana, and the other being a friend of her at court.

Quana for the first time looked nervous as she looked around the room and her eyes stumbled upon the glass that looked into the white room.

Walking over, she looked down from the glass, only to find a certain individual sitting there, bound to a weird looking chair with chains. They needed to take extra precautions with Yuuta.

She let out a soft gasp and looked around to see if someone noticed before she bit her nails anxiously.

'I need to get him out of there, even if I get exposed! I can't bear to watch him getting killed in front of me. My poor child..'

Despite being a cold-hearted woman who wouldn't bat an eye to running over a child using a bulldozer, there were only two things she cherished in her life.

And those were her younger sister Ekidna, and adopted child, Yuuta. But even so, she held deeper feelings for Yuuta than what she would admit.

Her eyes darted, trying to come up with a plan, before she was startled by the man with the dark jackets furious, sharp, yet calm voice, as if he was raging snowstorm.

"Mark" He growled.

He walked over to the unconscious man and Jacob backed away in fear.

Glancing over to the phone that was still replaying the video, he looked for a moment, before he violently kicked Mark in the ribs, getting a wheeze of pain out of him.

"You fucker, do you know what almost did?"

Sitting down besides him, he brought his fist up before bring it down on Marks face.

PUNCH!

Blood and teeth flew in a bloody manner.

In a sharp, angry voice he spoke menacingly.

"After what I taught you, you still decided to kill him, didn't you?"

SPLAT

"What it because I was too lenient on you for punishment?"

CRACK

"Maybe it's because I didn't teach you properly?"

The man was about to punch the man on the ground, who, as quickly as he became conscious, quickly lost consciousness.

'Jacob had stepped away a few meters away, huddled into a corner of the dark room, shuddering in fear with his gaze on the ground.

The man's violent and unmerciful fist came down on the bloody mess on the ground, cutting through the air. At this point, his face was at an unrecognizable point.

This spoke volumes of the man's power and physique, proving to be superior than 80% of commanders.

However, his arm was stopped by one man of who wore a black cap

Enraged, the man turned quickly and grabbed the collar of the individual who dared to stop him.

He raised his bloody fist ready to punch the individual in the face, only to stop at the last moment.

"How long will you keep holding my collar like this, Alfredo?"

An emotionless voice spoke, as if the man had no emotions and had no qualms to react to the violence redirected towards him. He was simply... too calm.

The man named Alfredo furrowed his brows in displeasure before letting go of the man's collar, looking back to the mess he created.

"Why did you stop me from re-educating him, Nelson?"

Alfredo narrowed his eyes before looking back to Nelson, who merely ignored him and fixed his collar in response to the threat.

He slowly raised his disinterested gaze and spoke in cold, logic.

"It is not the right time. Re-educate him later. We have something more important to do."

Alfredo clenched his fists but nodded his head before turning to one of the men who was wearing the grey suit.

"Take him to the 'discipline' room. I have some words to beat into him later."

Without as much as a nod, the man silently walked over to the bloody mess of Mark before lifting him on his back single handedly, walking out of the room.

Sneering, Alfredo looked down on Nelson.

"You've trained your men properly"

"It seems so. But that doesn't seem to be the same towards your men"

Alfredo glared at him with unsaid hatred.

Coldly brushing him off, Nelson looked at a certain individual in the room who appeared to be composed meaningfully.

Snapping his fingers, all the men with the grey uniforms as if in sync saluted and guarded the door. Although there was another entrance where they had made Yuuta enter from, the entrance had been sealed using cement to avoid complications.

Thus, the only way for him to escape was through the glass which was anti-tank. But even so, to take precautions, Nelson took his most trained men for this noble job.

Turning his grey eyes towards the women who had entered with Quana and was still in shock did he speak.

"Prepare the broadcast"

The woman, who was still in a daze, did not hear him and continued looking at empty space.

Lazily, Nelson clapped his hands twice.

"I said start the broadcast"

The woman who was in a daze, snapped back to reality, startled.

"Y-yes, sir! Just a moment!"

She quickly ran to the monitors, preparing the broadcast and the screen.

In the white room, slowly a part of the ceiling opened up, revealing a screen recording him live.

Yuuta merely blinked in interest. If his hands were unbound, he would no doubt be waving at all the attention he was getting.

The walls were sterile white, the kind of color that screamed "this is where things end."

"Is there something wrong, Mrs. Quana? You seem quite stressed"

A voice came behind Quana's back, startling her.

Warily looking at the source of the sound, she discovered the thin man with grey eyes smiling meaningfully.

"No, nothing is wrong. I was just watching the vile criminal down who was about to face justice. I find it quite pitiful he would meet his end at a young age."

"I see, that does make sense. I heard he did something related to your family members, thats why you got angry of him earlier. Isn't that right, Mrs. Quana?"

Nelson narrowed his eyes.

Flustered, but outwardly stable, she nodded her head in confirmation. She feigned anger to try to appease the situation.

"Y-yes, he killed my younger brother. I had been vowing to take revenge on him. Now that this day has come, I am almost in a state of disbelief. It's like a dream coming true. Today, he will be facing justice, isn't that right, Mr. Nelson?"

"That is the case, indeed. I hope you can find solace with yourself" Nelson chuckled and took of his hat, revealing his natural, short and smooth grey hair.

Waving to her, he walked away to the other woman's location to Quana's relief. However, midway he stopped.

"And to those who you love"

He gave her one last light smile, before he walked towards the other woman and asking her if everything was ready.

Quana's eyes widened. She had messed up, and it seemed he had found out. He's suspicious but can't confirm. At least not now.

'Fuck, what the hell will I do now? I can't call for help to try to make him escape. They blocked all the possible exits. I can't even call for help!'

Her situation was getting more and more helpless. She was on the verge of tears, yet she couldn't cry to expose herself.

She wanted to go and save him herself, but it was meaningless. In the end, it was impossible for one woman to do anything, especially fighting several seasoned fighters and even two armed men.

It was too risky, and the chances of success were close to 0%.

For the first time in her life, she started praying to God in hopes of her prayers reaching him. She couldn't believe what she did at court out of a fit of jealousy to make Yuuta regret his decision of leaving her. She was guilty of his death.

It was her fault.

'Please, god, save little Yuuta. I beg of you! Please!'

The sound of clearing the throat came from a loud microphone and a man spoke through.

"Ahem, ahem, testing 1.. 2.. 3..., 1.. 2.. 3.."

Seeming satisfied, Nelson let out a beaming smile before continuing on with his words.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the host of this broadcast, Mr. Nelson Stacy, and that is me!'

"I would like to introduce you to the very first and last international broadcast of an execution that will ever happen and would love to hear your cheers!"

"Almost all of you probably know this but let me say this again. This young man inside is known as Mr. Olympia, a monster that roamed the lands, havocking destruction everyway he went. He killed, raped, and destroyed without remorse"

With a sad and pitiful expression, he spoke, crestfallen.

"Many of you lost their family members, friends, lovers, and neighbors to this man! He didn't spare anyone, not children, women, elderly, he spared no one, no one!"

His sad expression changed to one of resilience and confidence.

"However, fear not! For today is the last day of his life! The last day that you will ever see this monster again! With the passage of history, he will be wiped out forever. Forever!"

"Using a countdown, we will be counting down his death in 10 seconds. Get ready, and don't forget to count with me!"

A few feet away, Alfred's hand was hovering over the red button, ready to click at any time.

The countdown had begun.

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Quana's heart grew erratic. Her eyes reddened and she decided to save him, even if it costed her life

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"Yuutaa!"

Grabbing anything near her, she started throwing them at the glass, attempting to break them, with no result.

The glass was anti-tank.

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Time was running out. Pulling out her revolver, she started shooting the glass like a madman.

The room fell into chaos.

Alfreds screamed towards the men who were merely standing doing nothing.

"Stop her! She's lost her damn mind! What the fuck is she doing !?"

The men didn't move until Nelson 's urgent and cold voice rang out.

"Hold down this vixen, don't let her make him break out!"

TAKTAK!

Tears poured out her eyes and she emptied her magazine on the glass before she brought her revolver and started to bang it against the impenetrable glass. Finding no result, she panicked even more and turned around to find anything else to use.

However, with efficient moves, she was tackled to the floor by the quiet and silent men who handcuffed her legs first to avoid movement.

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"No, noooo! Let me out! Yuuta!"

She wailed and screamed as she tried to hit the man off her, only to be locked in a position to the degree she wasn't able to move her head a single inch.

In desperation she started to cry even harder and stretched her arm out, as if trying to reach towards Yuuta with her trembling arms.

"Yuuta, please let him go!"

In response to her pleas, they broke one of her arms.

"Hahaha! The traitor finally revealed herself! Who would've known that the second high judge would be affiliate with the criminal!"

Quana broke through the glass, hair disheveled, raw emotion painted across her face.

"YUUTA!"

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[Do you want power?]

A suspicious voice appeared in Quana's head. However, in her mentally vulnerable state, all she cared about was saving Yuuta.

[Do you want to save those that you love?]

"Yes! Yes, I will do anything! Please, I need power!"

[Are you ready to sacrifice all that you have to protect those you love?]

Without a shred of doubt, she was prepared to pay the cost.

[Even if it meant to sacrifice your soul?]

"Yes!!"

She screamed with all her heart, pouring it into her words.

Everyone around her thought she had gone mad. Even her 'friend' now looked at her in disgust and even spat at her.

[... Very well, I will grant you power. In exchange, your soul will be mine. Do you acce-]

"I accept!"

The sound disappeared from her head as if it never was there.

Horror creeped into her eyes as she realized that it might have been her mind that hallucinated when she heard voices in her head.

'Please, please let this be real!'

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