An Ultra Violent Fairy Tale by Pete Bertino - HTML preview

35 AN ULTRA VIOLENT FAIRY TALE

“Oh yeah, how? Huh?” he asked Luke before roughly releasing him again.

“If we cut off her wings...”

“Sure, so fuckin simple you stupid asshole! You gonna finger her ass while I cut’em off?”

“The Order did it and we have guns...”

“You really are a stupid asshole, you know that? That’s why dad beat you so fuckin much is because you don’t use your fucking head. The Order had this oafy slut tip them off so they could surprise her and by the way she wasn’t on a god damn fucking bloody rampage looking for someone that fucked her over!”

Then conversation was cut short by a knock at the door. The door opened and another suited man entered.

“What?” asked Eric.

“There’s someone in your office to see you, sir.”

“Not now.”

“Sir it’s a soldier with The Order, he insisted.” the man said gently.

Eric sat down in his chair behind the desk with his brother Luke beside him then let the soldier enter.

The soldier, Paradine, had come alone and unarmed and got right down to business.

“You and I have the same problem, we could give each other a hand wouldn’t you agree?” asked Paradine.

“I don’t agree.” he said.

“No? What’s the problem?” asked Paradine sounding too innocent to Eric’s ears.