*standing on the roof with his wings behind him*
*they seem to shift colors slightly in the light and are massive*
*summons Belail*
@voiceinthemidstofthefourbeasts
*Belial's eyes catch movement coming forward*
*Moloch's brow quirks with interest*
*Austin makes his way to the front, looking pale from being in the cell as long as he has but still has his muscle mass*
*he looks angry yet determined to stay out of that cell*
Oh, Austin. do you think you're better than me for this role? Because you served in the military? Your first pack were all killed by hunters and you joined hunters against your own kind. You used an innocent angel as blackmail.
But please your case with the crowd if you want to.
Let me make it perfectly clear to you why I'm always going to be better than you for any role.
You hide behind your so called family and friends. You don't know how to work with anyone, just throw down some orders and hope like Hell your plan sticks.
You rule with fear and very little of what anyone says gets heard.
You took prisoners,us, and you haven't treated us humanely. If fact, you forgot we've been in there, haven't you?
I didn't just serve in the military. I'm a SEAL, I've been through shit that would make you roll into a ball and cry. This shit here? It ain't nothing. You live a sheltered life, consider yourself lucky.
I hide behind my family? I've always been the face of this. I've always taken the brunt of it. I need an example of hiding behind my family.
I'm also going to point out the horror of being a seal was human horrors. I've been to literal purgatory. Nothing on this earth compares to hell that I wandered or the literal torture demon who raised me OR the hybrid who experimented on my brother and I. You were JUST a seal.
I put you in isolation. I told them three meals a day, two walks around the asylum grounds a day, but no contact with others who were also prisoners because you were a damn hunter.
The last two times I was out you sent your pet demon to get me. You can't do shit without everyone else. Now, I admit, I'm all about the team, but you can't do shit without those stronger than you.
Human horrors are horrors. You are so disconnected from reality that it's just sick.
A hunter to save my race, my family. You knew this and still kept me caged like an animal. And no. No one came to take me for a walk. I was barely fed. You can't even run this shit show correctly.
You mean my husband, who works with me because this is an impossible job for one person. I have strengths and weaknesses and so do you. Would you be able to go out and get every single person that was a danger to you and yours at all times while also running a full facility, dealing with fire raining from the sky, and major famine, disease and death all without falling apart when you lose your spouse?
Horrors are horrors but don't act like you didn't try to play a comparison game first as if my horrors were lesser than yours. I didn't start that, I'm not disconnected. You tried to play as if I couldn't handle what you could and I proved you wrong so you changed points.
You tried to kill people here. You used my daughter as blackmail.
*he turns to the crowd* Does anyone here feel safe with this hunter right here? Anyone willing to be alone in a room with him?
*the crowd whispers amongst themselves*
Tell everyone what you did to your subordinate when you found out he slept with your wife. Tell them so they can form a conclusion about if they would want to be in a pack with you in the first place.
I beat the shit out of him. *he looks upset as if about to strike Aaron at any moment*
You made him run until his body gave out after he had already been injured, by you when you beat the shit out of him.
He shouldn't have touched my wife. What's your point?
*a small shrug*
*turns to the crowd* This is actually a great example of what I really brought everyone here to talk about.
*turns on Austin* You're a snake. I could have killed you. Tortured you. You helped many be killed, tortured, Hunted. And ran until their bodies gave out. I just locked you in a room and forgot about you.
You can say how awful I am but do not pretend you're any better. You're a snake. A hunter.
Anyone want to defend Austin? Tell me I did wrong by imprisoning the hunter? Who betrayed all of you to save his own pack?
Sell out.
*punches him square in the face with a ton of force*
*many gasp, Moloch steps a couple steps forward, Belial sneers as he spreads his wings*
*there is a slight recoil as he is hit, closing his eyes a moment, but he braced so well that it doesn't move even his head*
*after a moment, blood pouring from his nose, he reaches up and snaps his nose back into place with a small grunt*
*when he speaks blood pours from his mouth as well*
I don't think you came up here to do anything but take a cheap shot at someone who you're mad at. That's fine, but we are all a bit busy here.
*he lifts his hand and power starts to crush down on him, trying to force him down, getting heavier each second he resists it*
*he begins to crumple, restricting a cry but it eventually gives*
*as he tries to fight it, he slowly curls with a harsh, loud cry*
*his joints begin to crack as he continuously try and stand against it though is unable to*
