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Not so according to plan pt. 7

” Really,” I said, grabbing onto the last thing Fon said, “then why am i not bound nor gagged?”
“I, uh, ” Fon fumbled, “well you were unconscious so….”
I allowed myself a little smile, as I realized that Fon still had a heart left in him.
” You never planned on taking me hostage did you, ” I said, “What are you going to do to me Fon?”
“Well,” Fon said, with passion rising in his voice, ” You must strike me down here. I am already a failure for The Tainted, as I spared your life in the beginning.”
“I will not kill my own brother, you of all people should know that.” I said proudly.
” Strike me down now!” Fon hissed at me, “Take the dagger that is on the counter behind you. Let training kick in, eliminate your enemy!”
“Fine,” I said, sadness welling in my heart, as I knew what I had to do. I walked up to the counter, grabbed that blade that lay on top, and watched the light reflect on its metalic surface as I twirled it in my hand.
Suddenly, with a speed unknown to me, I threw the knife at Fon.

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