Cry for the Mercenary
Facing a monster of a man, they needed an outsider. A stranger. A mercenary. They found him. Facing a lifetime of despair, he needed salvation. Retribution. Peace. He found them. More
He was all they had . . .
In the face of a monster of a man, they were powerless. The couldn’t run, they couldn’t hide, they couldn’t fight. Every aspect of their lives were under his control. It was obedience or oblivion. When that monster of a man went down into a death spiral, he expected them to follow.
To break free they needed an outsider, a stranger, a mercenary. They found him.
With all his troubles, and all his flaws, they found him. With all his baggage, and even his reluctance, they cried for him. It wasn’t only a question of would he do it, but could he. It wasn’t only a matter of saving them, but of saving himself.