Last one left: Epilogue
This the next and final chapter of the story. I would love to thank everyone for sticking with this series for so long, Its been a pleasure. please let me know what you think of the ending in the comments. Did you love how it went or did you hate it, let me know! I will take a small break after working on this for 4 months. Anyway, without further ado, here is the last chapter.
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Queen Helios, can you hear me? There's no one left to talk to now so I'm hoping you'll hear my voice. I shouldn't have yelled at the doctor like that. She was so nice to me time and time again, I guess she was a beastwomen version of my mother. She's gone now and I'm back to being alone again. I look out the window and see nothing but grey skies, it's raining today. I wonder if you are weeping for us.
A small timber wolf walked in the room. “Time to go human.” he said in a rough accent. The wolf helped me out of the bed and we proceeded out of the room I stayed in for so long. More beast men and women are in the hallway, going about their daily task. Not a single human in sight. Some looked my way while others ignored me altogether. We eventually arrived at the front entrance of the hospital, where a armored truck sat waiting for us.
When the wolf opened the sliding door, I was welcomed by the doctor once again. “Hello Dex, today's the day. I'll try stay with you no matter what OK?” she sounds sad, depressed even. All I did was respond with a nod and stepped inside, the door slamming behind me. The trip to our destination was silent and uneventful, with the doc occasionally trying start a conversation in the hopes of cheering me up. I want to laugh at her cheesy jokes but the stress was killing me, i wanted to know more about this…. disease so i asked her.
“You're not the only one Dex, we manage to find survivors wandering all across the borders of their citadels who were just as young as you. However, when they were retrieved by our people, they have gone insane. Some talking incoherently. Eventually all victims committed suicide days after being in confinement. You on the other hand was far more mentally stable but you also ended harming others. I told them that with proper treatment, we could merge you into our society. I'm so sorry Dex.
Even after she explained it to me, All I did was look out the window and see the outside world. Cars sped pass us, the occupants inside casually going about their day. Large crowds of beast walking along the sidewalks, some are on their phones while others are talking to each. All of them are enjoying life. I heard the nurses back at the hospital say that a huge victory parade was gonna take place in the city of my trial.
Seeing them celebrate the downfall of our civilization makes me want to vomit. We worked so hard, sacrifice so much to only be bested by a bunch of tribes and clans. What happened to our unstoppable armies, to our Superior naval fleets, to the battle hardened men and women that comprised our military might? I can't help but wonder if our prime minister knew about the coming war. If he was smart enough to become leader of alpha then he would have already known that something was off. None of this makes any sense and I want to understand so badly.
The more I look out the window see how happy they are, the angrier I get! It's not fair, none of this fair. Could it be that you lost faith in us my queen? Maybe you saw how strong they are and how weak we were and decided to show them favor. Would you abandon us that quickly? No no no no of course not! We followed you even after death without fail, you would never betray your people like that. This has to be one of your test before you bring us all back from the brink like you did so many times before right? This can't be the end of it all.
The truck is stopping, guess we finally arrived at the courthouse.
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So many news reporters and civilians shining their cameras at me, all of them are barking and growling at me in their own language. The doc and a couple a few dozen police officers had to shove their way through the large crowd in order to get inside. My anxiety is through the roof from this point, I want to run away but that could lead to more harm than good. The courtroom was surprisingly tiny compared to the rest of building, with only a couple individuals waiting inside. The judge, a fluffy looking bear who looked as though he seen better days.
They placed me in the defendants seat while the doctor was directed to her own seat by one of the parole officers nearby. “Just let my friend do all of the talking Dex and you'll be fine.” She whispered in my ear before leaving. Soon after, a female tiger dressed in a 3 piece suit entered the room with a stack of papers in her hands, she looked at me with a warm smile. “A pleasure meeting you human.” the tiger lady said while taking a seat next to me.
After everyone was settled in, the judge repeatedly struck the podium with his gavel and made a low growl. I couldn't understand what they were saying! I know they're talking about me but the fact that everyone was speaking in their own beastmen tongue in front of me drove my nerves straight to the ground. I would get occasional glances from everyone in the room, majority of them were faces of disgust. My chances of survival diminishing by each passing second.
Things went from bad to worse when a side door opened and a familiar looking vixen walked up to the witness chair. It was clear that she was the girl from before, just slightly taller. I felt my stomach turn inside out seeing her face here, I wanted to laugh at how everything was falling into place. The fox girl glanced my way and immediately turned her head in the other direction, she still remembers me, FUCK! Over the course of a couple minutes, the girl consistently pointed her sharp claw right at my direction while answering any questions given to her.
My body couldn't stop shaking from suspense. I swallowed what little pride remained and jumped up from my seat and showed them something we humans despise the most: weakness. “I'm sorry for everything I did. I promise I'll be good! Just don't let it end like this.” My pitiful voice cracked multiple times from the outburst to which I wanted to take it all back but it was too late. Showing them how desperate I am was distasteful but I want to survive this no matter what.
However, my pleas fell on deaf ears as the room looked at me with confused expressions. The tiger lawyer defending me, grabbed my shoulder and forced me back to my seat. “Not now human, let me do my job!” She hissed while getting up from own chair and proceeded to speak in growls and hushed meows. All I can do now is look at the floor and wait.
The sudden wails of a familiar voice brought me back to reality, It was the doctor and she sobbing. I looked back just in time to see her rush out of the courtroom doors, tears streamed down her furry cheeks as she ran out of sight. “I did all I could but it wasn't enough. Im sorry.” the tiger said, she didn't want to look me in the eye but it was apparent what happened. My gaze was directed towards the bear who stare back at me.
“Dex, you have been found guilty of the offence of first degree murder of two innocent civilians, breaking and entering. Statutory rape of a minor, Grand Theft of an motor vehicle and resisting arrest. This would end with an life sentence Without any chance of parole. However, to this happening shortly after the conflict with the tri-citadels and also the fact that you were a member of the military. I hereby sentence you to death!”
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The clock has finally reached zero and my fate was decided. I only have two days until my life is cut short. I beg the judge to let me thank the doc for taking care of me and also say goodbye but the bear didn't care. I was escorted out of the courthouse in cuffs back outside and inside armored truck that was ready to take me to where I would spend the last of my days in: a military outpost.
I spent what little time that was given to me in a cell, waiting for my final hours. It's funny that I would start praying, that dropping down to my knees and hoping for some sort of miraculous miracle to come save but of course, nothing happens. I'm not the religious type but when you are at face of certain death, you start to have a change in perspective. On the final day, the beastmen asked me what would be my final meal.
I told them that I desired a small bowl of baked macaroni and cheese, my comfort food. When they eventually came back with the dish, It tasted salty and bland. It was nothing compared to what mother used to make.
“Time to go human.” A guard said as he opened my cell. He didn't look at me with hate or indifference, but a look of pity which was rare. It doesn't matter anymore anyway. I stood from my makeshift bed and walked out of the cell without a word. Tonight has gotten chilly, the summer seasons must have given way to autumn. I can explosion off in the distance, not artillery shells or missile strikes. I can see of bright colors filling up the night sky.
It looks like I'm being lead to a concrete wall with a large wooden log standing upright. 5 beastmen equipped with bolt action rifles slinged around their backs. They looked unfazed at my presence, looking rather impatient to be honest. In matter of few minutes, they leaned me up against the log and tied me up with rope while placing a blindfold on my face. My heart is racing, I can't run away from danger like so many times before. I can hear someone barking close by. Even If I couldn't interpret the language, I can easily understand what he was saying.
“READY!”
I'm starting to get what Vincent was trying to say now. He wanted me to accept him as me and me as him. He wanted me to be ready to accept the cruel reality that all good things must come to an end, even if it means accepting a world swept clean. We once lived in era of kings and queens, a era we so desperately longed for no matter the cost, even if it meant destroying those around us. ‘A king without his subjects is no king at all.’ Those words are still edge deep within my soul, even if I was the one who said it.
“AIM!”
I still achieved such a title in end ironically. My queen, can heed my voice? I am a king of the dead, of the fallen, of the past. I sit atop a throne surrounded by ash and fire. I do not see royal knights clad in glistening armor kneel before me, awaiting their next orders. Nor do I see waves upon waves of people chanting my name. All that remains is me. Queen Helios, our light is sadly fading from this world.
“FIRE!”
The coughing couldn't stop. All 5 fired but I felt one bullet pierce my skin, my lungs are filling up with blood. My vision is….. fading. My hearing is going away. I want to scream but….. It's too much to bear. My queen…. I get to finally see you now. Mother, father, Please forgive me…..