Riddles of the Phoenixes series

Through the eyes of the Dark phoenixes.

Chapter seventeen: Maybe

“Are you, are you coming to the tree where they strung up a man they say murdered three? Strange things did happen here no stranger would it be if we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Are you, are you coming to the tree where the dead man called out for his love to flee?”

A sword pierced through a peacekeepers chest. Straight through the heart. The dead peacekeeper fell to the floor. A shadowy figure removed his sword from the dead peacekeeper’s chest. He studied the blood on the sword. The blood was crimson red and dripped slowly and steadily from his sword. This one has been fun to kill. A ludicrous grin filled his face. The guiltier were more fun. They always denied it, saying that it was a mistake or that they had repented. The figure scoffed. Like anyone believed that. He slid his sword into it’s place by his side, bloody or not. He kicked the dead body gingerly. Dead. Good, now that this one was dead he had only one more peacekeeper to kill. A woman named Zooey Young. One of the most vilest, most evil peacekeepers and now….she would die. She was definitely guilty. Guilty, guilty, guilty. But he would kill her and stop her evilness. Maybe then, all would be right with the world. Maybe there would be less evil. Maybe. Just maybe.

This chapter was short but necessary.

-SunnyFox57