Chapter 11: Seperate Bloods
After Slaga was done walking on the lake, he had arrived on an island. "That was incredible!" Said Slaga to himself. "Not for long." Said a voice. Gertian had come down from a plam tree. "I have warned you Slaga. You can't escape me." He said. "Enough babbling!" Slaga yelled, "why do you keep following me?" "Hey, it's a rough job. I have to both follow you AND keep the war going." Replied Gertian.
Slaga had getting pretty mad. He felt like he wanted to take out his gun and start shooting him. 'But what good would that do?' Thought Slaga. "Ah yes, I know how I can get you to join my side." Said Gertian. He took out two vials. "The one in my left hand holds the blood of your mother, and the one in my right had hold the blood of your father. If you join my side, you'll get these and much more. Power, moolah, weapons, anything you want. But if you choose not to accept this offer, I shall crush these vials, and then I shall kill you." He said.
Slaga shook with fear. Tears came down his eyes. he fell to the ground and started to scream as loud as he could. Gertian got his gun again and pinned Slaga down. "Slaga, Slaga, Slaga. You just can't make the right choices." Said Gertian. He was about to pull the trigger, but then a giant wave hit him. Slaga opened his eyes and got up. He saw Yerus swim my. He gave Slaga a small wink and dived down to the deepest part of the lake.
He saw the vials unharmed. he picked them up and looked at them. They were a pretty dark red. "I must keep these safe." Said Slaga. He opened a pocket slot in his pants, put the vials in it and closed it. "Mom and dad. You may have done terrible things to me, but deep down, I will always love you two."
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