Monday 13 June 2016

He fucked up.

A year, for a year he has been tracking our group, killing his way through countless of proxies that would get in his way, thinking he was getting close, thinking he had us on the run. Suffice to say, he was wrong, horribly wrong, while it's true that our base of operations in London has suffered an extreme downfall, forcing us to resort to hiding, the plan is to rebuild and get back in power, like always.

Malik wasn't even a threat, just a nuisance, however, he was still able to track us down, jumped our guards in his mutated maenad form, it was really hard to recognize him, not human at all, especially the snarls he was making. Took out the guards, but failed to overpower all of us and now he is with us, a prisoner, we found his brief case full of the servant blood, which he used to obtain his maenad form.

We will start interrogating him about how he got his hands on so much servant blood and how did he know that it would mutate him, he would never be able to figure all of this out on his own.

I really don't want to interrogate him, but I was assigned to it and I'm not stupid to disobey the orders, they also ordered me to post about it on this blog for some reason, which is weird, but whatever, it's not like someone's reading this anymore.