Balthasar Dorian
Solenus Directive
Rieos Coalition
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Posted - 2011.09.22 03:36:00 -
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The ceiling light within the bunker began to flicker and Vangi Fellcrum, tourism tycoon extraordinaire, knows that the glory days of his business empire are over forever. The last of the hired goons are frozen meat floating through the vacuum of space, annihilated by some unknown free-lance agent. The lights turn black and Vangi soon finds himself with a bag over his head and his feet dragging through a darkened hallway.
GÇ£Go ahead, you thugs! Do you know who you are screwing with?"
A deep gritted voice resounds through darkness. GÇ£You have the right to remain silent, Mr. Fellcrum. Or at least you do for nowGÇ¥
Moments later he is being carried up a platform, then into an elevator, and then restrained in a chair onboard whatever behemoth police ship found its way to his home.
An unknown voice speaks
GǣVangi Fellcrum. You are hereby found guilty of 84,122,990 charges of sexual trafficking, 220,711 charges of murder in the first degree, and 899,504 charges of sexual trafficking of a minor child. The penalty for your transgressionsGǪis death.Gǥ
Vangi becomes filled with rage and disbelief at the pronouncement. GÇ£Who do you think you are? Is this some kind of joke? I want my lawyers! I demand that you let me call my lawyers!GÇ¥
The gritty voice replies
GÇ£You are in no position to be making demands of us, criminal scum! There is no safety net for you. No legal circus for you to dance your way to freedom. No loopholes for you to squirm your way out of. There is only you, this chamber, and us. You will come to know the full terror and misery which you have unleashed upon the helpless as you yourself are made helpless. Then you will die in accordance with the supreme law of the galaxy.GÇ¥
GÇ£Who-who are you?GÇ¥, whispered Vangi, exasperated
GÇ£I am Lord Balthasar Dorian, capsuleer knight. I am your judge, jury, and executioner. In this chamber, your spirit will be purged!GÇ¥
In that moment, the comfortable sense of power which Vangi had carried with him his entire life vanished in an instant. The black bag is removed from his head and Vangi finds himself gazing upon the immortal.
GÇ£Connect the electrodes!GÇ¥, bellows Dorian
Two pairs of enormous black-sleeved arms reach out from behind the chair. Each appears to be about six feet long with hands as wide as manGÇÖs skull. Each of the arms begins strapping metal pads to VangiGÇÖs body. Meanwhile, Lord Dorian reaches into the pocket of his long black judicial robe and pulls out what appears to be a holographic picture projector.
GÇ£Tell me. What do you see in this picture here?GÇ¥
Vangi shakes his head in denial. GÇ£Two girls ages ten and fourteen years. Dock whores. Look, theyGÇÖre not mine! Maybe their parents made them work the streets. Lots of poor out there you know so maybeGǪGÇ¥
Vangi convulses in agony as the electricity pulsates through him
GÇ£Do you take me for a fool, boy? I have been watching your operations from the space lanes. I have also been watching from inside your compounds.GÇ¥
GÇ£How is that possible?GÇ¥, says the horrified Vangi
GÇ£ItGÇÖs rather simple. We find some of your employees and infect them with XR109 self-replicating spy nano-bots. The bots record images, sounds, vital signs, hormone levels, even thoughts.GÇ¥
GÇ£Thoughts?GÇ¥
GÇ£Yes, thoughts. You see, Mr. Fellcrum, we havenGÇÖt really been searching for you. The search only took a few hours. This entire time we have been dismantling your operation one hub at a time, one dirty rat at a time. Now we have the last rat cornered in the maze and that ratGǪis you.GÇ¥
Vangi swallows his saliva and straightens his neck. GÇ£ItGÇÖs a galaxy-wide operation. I canGÇÖt keep track of what every man on my payroll does with the workers!GÇ¥
GÇ£I know what you are thinking. You believe that you can talk your way out of this one. Do I look like some brain dead politician to you? I have not brought you here to negotiate. You have been brought here to die!GÇ¥
GÇ£Then why havenGÇÖt you killed me yet?GÇ¥, said Vangi, almost flippantly
GÇ£Oh we will kill you in time, Mr. Fellcrum. You can be sure of that.GÇ¥
Dorian pulls out the picture again
GÇ£Now tell me, Mr. Fellcrum, and I need you to be completely honest. Look at this picture and tell me the worth of these two.GÇ¥
Vangi contemplates what he thinks the interrogator wishes to hear. GÇ£They have unlimited value.GÇ¥
Dorian turns the gauge on the torture device. The intensity of the electrical current causes the blood vessels on his forehead to burst open, covering his now bluish agonized face with streams of red.
GÇ£Lies! I told you not to lie! Now I ask you again: what are they worth?!GÇ¥
GÇ£seventy thousand isk a piece. sixty thousand on contractGÇ¥, says the exasperated Vangi
GÇ£That is more like it. A higher price than your other products it would seem.GÇ¥
GÇ£Yes, Lord DorianGÇ¥
GÇ£Now we are making progress! Of course, there is one thing left to be done. Remember how I told you about the spy bots? Well it turns out that while your buddies were beating those poor girls, the bots made their way into the open wounds. We recorded all of their suffering up until the moment of their death.GÇ¥
Vangi recoils in pure horror as he anticipates what is about to happen
GÇ£Now you will experience your work first hand. You will know it now and for the entire duration of your wretched life. Now begins your final judgment!GÇ¥
Dorian sends a signal and a small drone arm extends with a hypodermic needle. The great pairs of arms return once again to strap a neural projector to VangiGÇÖs wounded head. Within moments, Vangi Fellcrum, the self-professed King of Pleasure, is in absolute agony. His mind is filled entirely with the pain of a half billion rapes, deaths in the body shredder, and the knowledge that it will never end.
GÇ£Lord Dorian, when will you kill me? Have mercy and end my life!GÇ¥
GÇ£I have already killed you, Mr. Fellcrum. Welcome to Hell.GÇ¥ |