Tales of Aradia The Last Witch Volume
wanted to be.
All the insults and the punishments I endured because of that
woman. She hired me out like a goddamn slave and took all my money.
She abused me and treated me like I was less than dirt. The
last word was what drew him back to his present situation. He
smiled as he turned to stare at Dickson's back who was too busy
shoveling to notice. And besides, Keon added gleefully, I
got my own back. Once I got turned into a vampire I paid the woman
a visit. The look on her face before I ripped her to pieces was
delicious. She begged for her life even pleaded with me to spare
her. Lord! It had been sweet!
    He sighed with the memory.
    Dickson glanced over his shoulder and snapped, "why
are you stopping? Keep your mind on the task at hand. We only have
one more hour to bury this woman. It was hard enough to find this
field away from the training camps but to also make sure no one saw
me....that had been equally as bothersome." He grumbled as he
turned back to shovel the last mound onto her grave.
    This was what reminded Keon that he had to act fast.
Thankful for the tool in his hand, he slowly raised the shovel
above his head. As swiftly as a corn snake he brought the shovel
down on Dickson's head. Dickson spun around in mere seconds before
the shovel hit him.
    "Keon! What the hell are you doing?"
    Keon grinned as he broke the bottom off the shovel
and stabbed the jagged wooden edge into the General. Dickson gasped
as Keon swiftly yanked the stake back out. His body then slowly
began to crumble and burst into dust.
    "Can't say I am surprised," spoke a voice from out of
nowhere, "I figured that guy was about two hundred years old. Most
vampires when they die still retain their human form at least until
you reach the two hundred number. This is when the dust begins to
settle so to speak. Strangest thing really."
    Keon spun around and held up the stake. Tavis stood
merely a foot away, grinning.
    Damn! Keon thought, I didn't want to have
to kill him but...
    Tavis sighed before saying, "I can't say I will miss
the jackass but I am sure the others will be surprised when they
find out Recruiter Keon did him in."
    Keon froze.
    Tavis, however, just kept walking around the grave.
"I am sure they will be surprised to say the least. I bet they were
expecting it to be one of his solders."
    Keon thought fast. "No one will believe you if you
say it was me. They will be take your word over mine."
    "They will if he has a witness."
    Keon spun around towards the new speaker. Jaxon
snickered as he walked to stand by Tavis.
    He placed his elbow on Tavis's shoulder and
grinned.
    "Where did you come from?" Keon snapped.
    Jaxon pointed towards the trees. "I know they are
more than two feet away but to a vampire's eyesight it's easy to
spot someone in the dark. At least someone committing a
murder."
    Tavis chortled. "I knew you were up to something the
moment you asked me about General Dick's schedule."
    "You knew?" Keon rasped.
    Tavis threw his head back and laughed. "Of course I
knew! Why the hell did you think I even told you?"
    When Keon didn't answer, Tavis spoke for him instead.
"It's because I knew what you were probably going to do and I knew
I could work it to my advantage."
    Keon's ears perked up again. "Your advantage?"
    He sighed deeply when Tavis and Jaxon's smiles grew
wider. He threw down the stake and massaged his temples. He asked,
after sighing deeply, "what do you want?"
    Tavis didn't even hesitate with his answer.
"Freedom."
     
    "Treason! What do you mean treason?!" The Sovereign
thundered as he sprung from his chair.
    Keon, Tavis, and Jaxon remained on their knees and
tried hard to restrain their smiles.
    Keon answered, "we found evidence among General
Dickson belongings that he was deliberately fouling up your
attempts to find the last witch. Several parchments of false
reports indicting where the last witch was. When in truth, nothing
even remotely resembling the last witch was found there."
    The Soveriegn clenched his fists.
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