Fury of the Forgotten

The war has just begun

Kadmiel stood tall in the center of the room, his dark eyes seemed calm yet piercing as they scanned the crowd of hefty armed men that stood around and before him.

   The dusty auction house was filled with death states, fingers crackling and extreme tension, the air thick with fear. 

   Yet, he remained unfrightened, his presence alone commanding respect. His attire, sleek and battle-worn, contrasted sharply with the outfits of the guests.

   But Kadmiel was not here to impress anyone. He was here for a purpose.

   He looked around and tilted his head slightly, signaling to Phoenix, his trusted surbodinate, standing alert at his side. 

  Her long, raven-black hair fell in waves over her shoulders, her sharp features masked by an air of cold efficiency. She was fierce and loyal, one of Kadmiel’s best.

  “Phoenix,” Kadmiel's voice was steady and controlled, filled with composure.“ Are our men in position?” Phoenix’s eyes flickered with determination, and she gave a single, abrupt nod in affirmation. 

   “Yes, sir. All units are ready and are awaiting your command, whatever you say will be carried out without a second thought. These men are ready for war today. The auction house is completely surrounded.” 

    A smirk tugged at the corner of Kadmiel’s lips. “Good”. Everything was in place. But before he could give the signal, a voice, filled with the air of pride, self-satisfaction and drenched in arrogance, cut through the tension.

   “Well, well, Kadmiel of the great “fallen” family of shame.” Josh Hughie, one of the leading members from the Four Great Families, sneered from across the room. 

   His eyes shone with disregard as he leaned back in his chair, legs crossed with his cigarette. His opulent white robe and the rings adorning his fingers shone in the low light. 

   “Calling for backup, are we kadmiel? It certainly will not make much of a difference you know? You are in my, sorry our territory now, and no army can change that.”

  The other members of the Four Great Families laughed mockingly from their places of privilege, each convinced that they were untouchable, and that their power was absolute.

   They did not see Kadmiel as a threat, despite his heavy military wear, rather they saw him as just an obstacle that could be easily brushed aside, like they did to other people who stood in their way.

   Kadmiel said nothing in response, only offering a small, knowing smile. His silence seemed to vex Josh, who leaned forward, annoyance portrayed all over his face.

   Before he could continue his taunts, a sudden disturbance echoed from the entrance. 

    A subordinate from one of the four great families particularly the Hughie family burst into the room, his face pale as if he’d seen death itself. 

   “My lord!” he gasped, dropping to his knees, voice trembling. “Hundreds,no, no, thousands, of soldiers have surrounded the building! 

   Their numbers... they are endless! I have never seen so many soldiers before. ”Josh’s mocking expression faltered.    

   “What?” “They... they bear the crest of the senior military sir,” the subordinate stammered.

   “We are completely surrounded, my lord!” The room fell into silence as all eyes turned toward Kadmiel. The atmosphere shifted, heavy with dread.

    The over hundred men who stood around Kadmiel seemed to tremble despite their sophisticated weapon and strengths. 

   Josh’s arrogance evaporated in an instant, replaced by a cold sweat forming at the tip of his brow. 

    He stood abruptly, his composure shattered.Kadmiel took a slow step forward, his boots echoing off the wooden floor. 

   His gaze never wavered from Josh, his expression calm, collected, almost bored. “I believe you were saying something about backup?” he said, his voice carrying a weight of authority. 

    He looked around the large ball and looked at the member from the Wang family he had punched. An evil smile played across his face. 

   At that moment, the heavy doors of the auction house swung open with a thud. The crowd gasped in unison as a man in a military uniform marched in.

    His armor gleamed under the dim lights, and he carried an aura of command that few could match. Without hesitation, the man dropped to one knee before Kadmiel, his voice unwavering as he spoke.

   “Sir, yes, Sir!, Commander Darius reporting,” the soldier announced. “Our force of 5,000 troops is at your disposal, sir. We await your orders.

  “Kadmiel gave a slight nod of approval. “Good.”

   The Four Great Families members stood in shock. Their power, their influence, it had suddenly meant nothing. 

   Kadmiel had brought an army to their doorstep without a single warning, and now the tables had turned. What was meant to be a trap for Kadmiel had suddenly become their doom. 

    Josh’s face drained of color, his legs vibrating as he tried to stammer a response.

   “Kadmiel... Please... wait, let us talk about this…you want money? I will give you money,anything you need! ” Josh pleaded, his former arrogance replaced with desperation and fear. 

   He sank to his knees, followed by the other members of the Four Families, who now groveled at Kadmiel’s feet. 

  “Spare us... we, we can negotiate. We did not mean to do what we did you know. There is really no need for violence.”

   Kadmiel stared down at them, his eyes cold and unfeeling. “Negotiation?” He tilted his head, considering the word for a moment. “You took my sister, locked her in a cage and tried to sell her off? I had to stand and watch my sister get tortured, you killed my whole family and everyone I ever loved, and now you beg for mercy? Do you hear yourselves? You never thought you could be put in a position like this? Life can be cruel. You have been cruel for far too long.”

   Josh’s lip trembled as he tried to form words, but no sound came.Kadmiel’s voice hardened. “Kill them all.”

   Without hesitation, Commander Darius and his soldiers acted. The sound of blades and gunshots filled the room, followed by screams as the once-mighty members of the Four Great Families were cut down and some were shot, one by one. 

   The hundred men who had surrounded Kadmiel were not spared either. 

   Blood pooled on the wooden floor, staining the primitive brown as the powerful and arrogant were reduced to nothing and killed like chickens.

   Kadmiel did not flinch. His expression remained emotionless, the weight of their deaths meaningless in comparison to the suffering they had inflicted on him and other innocent individuals. 

   This was justice, and he had no mercy for those who preyed on the innocent.

   When the last of the Four Families had fallen, the room fell into an eerie silence, broken only by the soft footsteps of Kadmiel as he made his way to the stage of the auction hall.    

   There, trapped in a cage like an animal, was his beautiful sister, Kelita.

   Her tear-streaked and bruised face lit up when she saw him, her voice dry due to screams and from days of captivity.  

   “Kadmiel...” He pointed his gun toward the lock and adviced her to cover her ears, immediately, he shot at it, the lock was broken, and Kadmiel stepped forward, pulling the cage door open. 

   He knelt before her, his eyes softening as he gently wiped the tears off her face. “It is over,” he whispered, his voice soothing. 

   “No one will hurt you again. I am here with you.” Kelita threw her arms around him, sobbing into his shoulder. 

   “They, they treated me like a slave, they wanted to sell me, Kadmiel... They wanted to break me.”

   He hugged her tightly, his jaw clenched. “They will never touch you again. I promise.” As they stood, Kelita pulled back slightly, her face bright with worry. 

   “But Kadmiel... what if they come after us? The Four Families... their power...”Kadmiel’s eyes darkened. “Let them come. 

   I will make sure they pay for everything they have done.” His voice was a low growl, filled with resolve. Kelita hesitated, her eyes shifting nervously.

    “There’s... something else, Kadmiel.”He raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”Kelita looked down for a moment, her voice barely above a whisper. “Leah... Leah, your beautiful mistake. She gave birth to your children.”

   The words hit him like a hammer, Kadmiel's world spun for a brief second as he tried to comprehend what he had just heard. “What! What do you mean Kay?”

  “Twins” Kelita continued. A boy and a girl. She did not tell you because she thought it would put them in danger, but they're your children Kadmiel, that and plus she had no idea how to reach you while you were away. I always went to visit her though. Before these families struck. 

    Kadmiel stared at her, his heart pounding in his chest, “Leah, Twins”. His mind raced, questions running through his thoughts. 

    He had mixed emotions and had no definite idea how to take the news. 

   Before he could respond, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed from the entrance. Phoenix rushed forward. Her expression pale and sudden. “Sir, we seem to have a problem. 

    Reinforcements from the four families are approaching fast, thousands of them. 

    “Let's get out of here, Phoenix, blow the place up!” 

Kadmiel's eyes narrowed, the war really was not over