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DeltaSource wrote:

The guards lead the prisoner to a door. The door is quite thick, padded on the front. They open it and lead the prisoner inside. Faint organ music is heard. It gets louder the further down the stairs they descend. The staircase is dark, lit only by a few candles, with a red carpet going down the center of the staird. They reach another set of doors, similar to the first. They open on their own, not even touched by the guards. The room is elliptical and quite spacious, the size of a large aircraft hangar. A desk sits at the center, with a young man, wearing a red jacket, his hood up. He looks at the prisoner. "You may remove his restraints, don't worry, I'm safe down here." The organ music doesn't stop. It seems to be coming from behind the curtains in the back. The prisoner's restraints are removed and he's sat down in front of the desk. The young man smiles "You know who I am...right?"
The prisoner speaks "Nero..."
"Good....at least we know each other, Alexander Araki, 5th Dragon Rider Division if I'm not mistaken....Care for a drink?"
"..."
"I asked a question...I expect an answer....."
"...No...I'm not thirsty...."
"Come now...I'm sure the lack of water for almost 3 days now has made you thirsty...perhaps you'd like some tea?"

To be continued

"No...I'm fine."
"Hiding behind this facade of unbreaking courage won't do you any good...but do as you want."
A butler walks in with two cups of tea. Nero takes one but stops him from providing Alexander one.
"Enjoy it yourself, our friend here isn't thirsty."
"As you wish master Nero."
The butler leaves, Alexander's eyes follow him as he leaves.
"You're only hurting yourself you know....this is all your own fault, snooping around in business that wasn't yours. Did you think I'd really let you find my base of operations and just let you report it? Come now, you must have had some idea of what would happen to you."
"Yeah.....none of it involved a f*cking tea party."
"I'm not allowed to show hospitality now?"
"Hospitality? You have no such intentions. I saw what you called a quality film, everyone did. Killing innocents for your own entertainment and having no problem streaming it to the rest of the world? You make me sick. How many others have you killed for your own entertainment, your own sick experiments?"
Nero takes a sip of his tea before speaking again "I don't know, how much bread have you eaten in your life?"
Alexander doesn't respond, there's no longer a point in talking. Nero leans back,
"Now, the question is what exactly to do with you...you've caused me a headache, having to intercept your messages, apprehend you, and keep it out of the eyes of the public..."
The organ music suddenly stops and Nero smiles before slamming his fist against the table and yelling "DID I SAY YOU COULD F*CKING STOP!??!?!?!?? I SPARE YOUR DAMNED, USELESS LIFE AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!???!?!? YOU UNGRATEFUL B*TCH!" He pulls a gun from below his desk, aims it behind him and empties the magazine into the wall. A small thud is heard behind the wall.
Nero exhales "My apologies....It's hard to focus when you have failure all around you...."
Two guards walk in and go behind the wall, they carry the body of a young girl, looking to be no older than 13, out of the room. A few minuets later someone else enters and goes to the back room. The organ music resumes shortly after.
Nero seems to calm down after this happens.