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“How can you tell when a child becomes a man? By the look in his eyes and how he walks.” Trials of Gordon verse 14 of The Ark.
Christoph didn’t know why he remembered that passage from the Ark. Maybe because he was positive that he was going to die in the trench he now sat in. The Slecs had been pounding his position for days. He had lost his best friend to the constant shelling. The infidels were barbaric in their onslaught. They didn’t even leave children alive when they attacked a city. They would pull people out of their houses and shoot them; and they wouldn’t just stop there oh no they would scalp them. A child’s scalp was thought to be a great kill. He had seen a child no older then 3 be wrenched away from his crying mother and forced to watch his parents death before he had a rusty knife pulled hard across his pale forehead. A child a three year old child’s scalp was taken as a trophy for some demon infidel to be showed off to his friends. Christoph hated them with an undying intensity that would span long after he was dead onto his children. His thoughts were disrupted as his commanding officer pulled his katana from his belt and lifted high to the sky.
“<Company fix bayonets!>” he screamed making his voice hearable over the loud explosions. The company fixed their blades onto the ends of their rifle barrels. “<Charge!>” he yelled as the company stood up and rushed down the hill to the enemy position.
Christoph sprinted down to a Slec pillbox and kicked the sandbags down. He stabbed the machine gunner in the neck with his bayonet making blood splash out of his neck into large clumpy puddles. Christoph turned his attention to the next Slec and shot at him. The bullet connected with the man’s head just above his left eye. The Slec was still reaching up to his eye as he fell to the blood soaked dirt.
“<Heads up they deployed X15 but your gasmasks on!>” he heard one of his comrades’ say.
Christoph pulled his mask out of his combat bag and pulled it over his face just in time. Others in his unit were not so lucky. He passed some soldiers in his unit who had no gasmasks as the put their hands up to their mouths and noses in a desperate attempt to keep the toxic gas out as their blood melted out their green eyes and from under their fingernails. Christoph gagged at the sight of his fellow soldiers his brothers bleed out and die in such horrible unthinkable ways. Jerome the strongest and oldest in his unit stormed through enemy camp one hand over his mouth and nose and the other clutching his pistol as blood gushed out of his eyes and ears. He lasted the longest in his unit taking down nineteen Slecs’ before he succumbed to the X15. After the fight Christoph would put him in for the medal of courage the highest honor in the Chrisen military; a man like him deserved that much. Christoph looked around at the gory scene that lay before him. He watched as the Slecs’ gutted his friends like animals splashing their blood on themselves in sheer bloodlust. Then there he was alone as the Slecs’ surrounded him.
“Look at this little cricer boys! The last one. It’s a shame I was just about to have some fun.” The man looked over to his friends “Hey how much do you think his scalp will fetch for back home?”
Christoph lowered his head not knowing enough Human to understand what they were saying. He waited for death as the man walked up to him twirling his knife in his hands as he drew ever closer.
“I can’t wait till we get to take the princess’s scalp. I heard she has such lush red hair that it looks like Twilight Town sunset!”
“<Stephan, Holly! No I won’t let them take you!>” Christoph screamed in his head as he grabbed the man’s hand and bit his wrist not stopping until he tasted blood on the man’s mud drenched hand. He then took the man’s knife as it dropped to the grounded. He screamed a war cry as he stabbed the man in the heart. As he pulled the knife out of the man’s body a chunk of muscle tore from his chest. Christoph gave a quick kick to the Slec behind him as he dove on his next target. He stabbed him in the neck and moved on. The next Slec had enough sense to pull out his pistol but could only manage to hit Christoph in the ankle severing tends and breaking small bones. Christoph ignored the pain knowing that if he stopped he would be killed. He hacked and slashed at the Slecs for hours until there was just one left. A young man no older then 17 was pushing himself away from Christoph as he tried to reload his bolt action rifle. Christoph dove on top of the boy and knocked his gun away.
“No please don’t, don’t!” the boy shouted in horror looking into Christoph’s eyes
Christoph screamed as he plunged the knife into the young mans body again and again his blood hitting him in the face and splashing on to his hands and torn uniform. He stopped after what felt like hours and looked at the boy’s lifeless eyes. He looked just like his cousin Strife. Christoph put his hand to his mouth as he began to cry. He looked down at his hands and then looked around him. He was the sole survivor of the battle.
“<Fuuuuuu*******kkkkkkk!>” he screamed as he pulled the boy in as if to hug him. Christoph clutched the lifeless body until reinforcements arrived hours later. He was brought back home and called a war hero.
“<A hero… a hero of what? They all died all of my friends they died I felt their lives slip away as I clutched their hands as the died! Stop your Fu*king cheering!>” he wanted to scream as he was awarded the medal of courage. He was never the same after that battle.
“<My lord!>” said a voice.
Christoph jerked out of his sheets and looked at the face of one of his servants. He was in the castle it was just a dream. He wished it to have been just a dream but it had happened and he was still dead in side.
“<My lord are you alright?>”
“<… yeah I’m fine. You can leave now I… I need to get back to sleep.>” he said as the servant left his room.
“<Holly… come back in one piece. I don’t want what happened to me happen to you.>''
With that he fell back asleep and for a short time away from his life in the castle.
Sad isn’t it. That was hard to write it really was. Well I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I wanted to get across to you just how dark my Kingdom Hearts universe is and how and why Chirstoph is how he is. This has been a
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