Chapter 2 – Origins of Chisoutsa

The first day at the Government Square without Charles Thompson was tough for the Prime Leader. His first meeting in the morning was with a business leader who had been working in the area for over six years. One of the Prime Leader’s assistants allowed the business man inside his office as the battled leader of the city stood up to greet him.

“Ah yes there you are, what is your name again may I ask?” the Prime Leader asked.

“Just call me Mr. Umezu, everyday does,” said the business man. 

“So what is the business you have with us?” asked the Primer Leader.

“A group of my workers have recently disappeared from my company and they call themselves the Red Team. I want to find them and see what is happening. Do you know where they are?” Mr. Umezu asked.

“I know about this Red Team. An old friend of mine was talking about them a fortnight ago. That they broke away from your company because of your doings,” the Prime leader answered.

“My doings is the prime example of how well Scienceworks is going. You are the government will do as you are told. I think you know where you stand in the City of Demons. We are the most powerful company in the city,” Mr. Umezu told the Prime Leader.

“Then maybe you can tell me if you are he most powerful company about these men,” the Prime Leader handing Mr. Umezu over documents of photos.

Mr. Umezu opened them and saw the images of the Silver Machines, “These are not my works, maybe these are ganglands doing a random break in,” he answered. 

“While it looked like a crazy break in from the outside, inside it was a professional job. DNA samples were removed and many other items of interest,” the Prime Leader said.

“Interesting, I would to learn more about it. I have to leave for a meeting now. Send me a e-mail on these Silver Machines,” Mr. Umezu said.

Mr. Umezu walked outside of the office and briefly looked at the photo. He was a man who didn’t like to see competition for money or for his personal profits. He came outside the main building and snapped at one of his workers waiting for him.

“Alan! Get back in the car. We are heading back to work,” he called out to him.

“Sure thing boss,” Alan answered moving back into the car.

Mr. Umezu took out one of the photos and put one into his pocket and entered the car. 

The night sky fell upon a beaming black building. A new light logo was flashing on top of the building where Serti and Hew was walking up the stairs to the secret top level where the decoding room was. Hew was worried about why Censilo called for them up in the secret area.

“We are not normally allowed up in the secret sector. What is he going to show us?” Hew asked Serti.

“It beats me Hew but I’m excited about anything Censilo does,” Serti answered.

“A man of blind faith,” murmured Hew to himself.

The two arrived onto the main stage arena where Censilo was present by himself. The glass ceiling showed the thunder and clouds that was watching on to Censilo and his two senior workers. 

“Tonight I will present to you my dream project, the master plan of all my workings over the many years. I learnt as the ruler of the demons that you need a powerful, ruthless and killer of a figure to have under your control and to destroy all who threatens you. With the workings of Hew here and my own personal touch, I have created the superhuman, my creation to rule the all. The person who will lead to destroy and to lead the City of Demons under my control will be special. This female body with have three connections,” Censilo boomed out with his voice showing three DNA tubs.

“Three? There’s only supposed to be a mother and father,” Hew said.

“Yeah I agree, what’s with the third one?” Serti asked.

“The third is my own personal DNA, she will be mixed with demon lord blood. She will lead with fear and death and she will bring the same to those who disobey her,” Censilo said.

“This would be dangerous for her. She will be psychologically damaged because of this. She will never know where her parents really came from and she will be damaged forever,” Hew cried out. 

“I am only what she needs. She needs no love or care. She will be the core of my plan to the rule the City of Demons,” Censilo said with excitement. 

Serti watched on and for the first moment thought that Censilo had gone too far with his plans. A lightening smashed the glass ceiling and the glass fell down like rain. Censilo arms rose and created a bolt of power across to the side wall to reveal a young girl naked but in chains. The noise was deafening and Hew and Serti shielded from the bold and the glass and looked up towards the girl.

“BEHOLD – My creation as I call it CHISOUTSA!” he yelled and boomed across the Hyper Camp.

“Nothing has ever been created quite like this,” Hew cried out.

“Can she learn all that we teach her?” asked Serti.

“She will learn everything that I will teach her. Chisoutsa will be the greatest warrior known to all,” Censilo said.

Chisoutsa struggled to break through the powerful chains and she gave a yell out from up high on the wall. Hew watched the young girl and wondered who she really was, “No one really knows how she will turn out. This is a freak of a test to create and mold.”

“Go now Serti and Hew and train the humans known as Jiko and Sarge. I will personally train Chisoutsa myself and we will have what it will take to lead this city into a new golden age,” Censilo told the pair. 

Hew and Serti slowly walked away down the stairs watching the sight of Chisoutsa while Censilo walked down and lowered the wall where Chisoutsa hung like a wild beast. She lowered to the ground where Censilo appeared and touched her face.

“After all the years I spent in my den in the Second Life World. I worked and studied all the ways of creating the perfect creature to own and to use. The war with the vampires showed me I had to think of a new idea to have something that could overcome anything. You my dear are the result of my time in thought. Do not disappoint me,” Censilo whispered to Chisoutsa.

Deep underground in the City of Demons many things live and many mysteries lurk. One area was known as the Underground Library. There were many books that told of past wars and stories. It was a dirty and was filled with creatures, rats and slime could be seen. The Librarian lurked around his place with a one eyed blue light so he could see in the dark. He noticed someone coming down the ladder where most of his visitors have to come from to see him. He knew the person straight away and smiled towards him.

“Shentile the master of the worlds, I must say of all the people who come here I expected you the least,” the Librarian said.

Shentile turned around looked at the Library and then to the owner, “I will have to agree with you. I see that you have grown into your home here since you left the Second Life World,” Shentile said. 

“It has the many things I like here. Good stories, a mix of the past and present live here. The City of Demons reminds me of the old home,” the Librarian told Shentile. 

“I can understand why. I am here on business, as you may not know my spell book was taken by Censilo the demon lord from the famous College in the Second Life World. As part of your deal to live here, from time to time we were to ask you to help us in some form,” Shentile said.

“Censilo finally gets his hands on the book and goes home to his city. I can see the future alright. Why would he steal the spell book only for the transfer option,” the Librarian asked.

“There are a lot of spells inside that are secret. Including spells to bridge the two worlds together and creation of new creatures and of course resurrections,” Shentile said. 

“In the hundreds of years we have known each other this spell book is very dangerous. We should destroy it,” the Librarian noted.

“We cannot do it.  The goodness it can do can save lives. It is the single burden I have to deal with,” Shentile answered.

“You don’t deal with many burdens living at Lake Pure. Since you left the college and Irasil Allegheri they must have lost the power to look after the spell book.”

“Not everything has been great for Lake Pure. I saw a wandering vampire in the area and after some discussion it is confirmed that Censilo has made his way back here to the City of Demons. He has been calling for a assistant from the Death Lands to aid him in something. I couldn’t work out what he was up to,” Shentile explained.

The Librarian started going through his shelves of books where Shentile stood next to the Librarian’s desk watching him.

“I’m sure you have come here to take me out on a field trip somewhere?” he said.

“A big field trip, my plan is to break into Censilo’s stronghold and steal back my spell book,” Shentile said.

“My swords work could do with some needed help. I did quit this a long time ago.”

“Censilo only has these new creatures called the Silver Machines. I don’t expect Censilo trying to take us both on. He doesn’t want to lose any power while he’s here. Besides for you Librarian, you need to see the light to understand the darkness,” Shentile said.

“As you wish Shentile, we will go and get your spell book back. Care for a read?” Librarian asked Shentile with his strange look of his blue eye.

Shentile looked a tad concerned towards his old left of field friend, “I will have a read.”  

While Shentile was creating a plan to see the Hyper Camp, Censilo was starting to train Chisoutsa and he was teaching her in one of large hall rooms next to the lab section about basic sword fighting. Chisoutsa was dressed in a white gown matching Censilo’s main colors. 

“Chisoutsa, do you understand that you must strike the other hard and with fear?” Censilo asked her.

“Yes I do Censilo. I understand,” she answered.

Hew arrived into the room and watched the pair training and fighting. He noticed that Chisoutsa was a slower learner then Jiko and Sarge when he did some tests with them earlier in the day. Chisoutsa waved her sword in the wrong direction and Censilo snapped quickly.

“No! That is wrong Chisoutsa. You must do as you are told!” he shouted at her.

“What was I supposed to do again?” she asked. 

Censilo grew mad and took a break from her and walked over to Hew, “This girl isn’t what I thought she would be Hew,” he complained. 

“It’s going to take time you know Censilo. I believe she will turn out to be powerful but she will be slow to learn the skills needed,” Hew explained to Censilo.

“I do not have time Hew. My coming to the First Life World was hard enough and used a lot of my powers. I need her to do the training quickly and to be by my side when the battles begin,” Censilo replied.

He dropped his sword by the side and looked at Chisoutsa trying to work out her sword, “I need to work on something now. She can keep on working here.”

The demon lord exited the room and Hew raised his eyebrow and kept on watching Chisoutsa hard at training. Censilo made his way up to the secret ceiling room where Chisoutsa was showcased to Hew and Serti and operated a large screen computer. On the screen it showed models of a robot that he was producing. 

“Built like a child yet will have something very important for me, the most prized book will be safe within him,” he said.

The worry of Chisoutsa was building inside and eating away, “She must learn or else. I will not wait for her,” he cried banging the computer keys and closing his eyes.

The late night had come for Charles Thompson and he was looking through some papers in his car on the streets when he saw a group of Silver Machines moving around the area.

“What the hell are them?” he asked himself.

He crept out of his car and slowly closed the door and walked over closer to them to hear them speak. They all stood outside of the Scienceworks company headquarters. 

“This company should be listed as a threat for our lord,” one said.

“Yes our demon lord. Censilo wants to make sure it’s as quick as possible for him to take over things,” said another. 

Charles heard the words Censilo and demon and rushed back to his car. He jumped in and shut the door and tinted up all his windows and locked the doors.

“Charles, you don’t believe in the fairies that Jonathan does,” he said to himself.

He grabbed out his phone and dialed for Professor Walken, “Yes it’s me Jonathan. I think I found out that your Censilo pal is in the city. These machine looking figures were talking about taking over companies,” Charles said on the phone.

Professor Walken was at Charles house in the lounge room and was concerned at the news, “So Shentile was right. Censilo is here and means business. We must investigate about what is he planning,” he told Charles. 

“Well you can do that while I drive home. I’ll see you soon,” Charles hanging up.

He turned on the car and thought about Censilo and the Silver Machines, “I thought the local gangs were trouble enough,” he thought. 

The car drove off past the Silver Machines as the danger for the City of Demons grew.

It was late at night and Professor Walken was being talked out of his plan to try to confront Censilo himself. After only hours of confirming that the demon lord was in the City of Demons he wanted to see the high figure lord.

“Jonathan, this idea of confronting him is stupid. You have no idea how powerful he is. You could put yourself in serious danger if you go and find him. Even the silver looking machines I saw early tonight was scary enough. Just stay here and work out some more information about him,” Charles told him in the lounge room.

“It’s nearly midnight Charles and I don’t plan on seeing him tonight if you are worried about that. However I must see and find out for myself what is going on. Since Shentile only moves around the First Life World if it’s very important, it’s up to me to look after the area,” Professor Walken replied.

‘You never did like sitting around and doing nothing. I’m just warning you Jonathan about the very dangers out there. I’m going to bed now so make sure you are fine with yourself,” Charles said walking out of the room while Professor Walken had a cunning look on his face about Censilo.

The Hyper Camp was still buzzing alive while Hew and Serti were heading back to their bedroom lab sections. Serti handed out some of Hew’s papers to him. 

“So the Jiko guy is still having personality issues?” Serti asked.

‘Yeah, I hope for not too long. Sarge is fine which is helping. Is Censilo still upset with Chisoutsa?” Hew replied.

“Getting worse by the hour, he doesn’t like sitting down and smelling the roses that guy. I have no idea how this is going to work out in the end,” Serti answered.

The two waved each other off to bed and the Hyper Camp was quiet again. Some lights were still around the area as Jiko and Sarge’s rooms were active. Jiko was awake in his room with a headache. He seemed angry for no reason and moved out of his bed naked as Censilo never treated his other creations with presents as he did with Chisoutsa. He was a giant compared to a large human as he walked around the room with a serious look on his face. He punched large holes in the room as he was bored and wasn’t able to train much. He then moved to the door and opened it. The door frame was too small for his abnormal chest width and muscles. He pushed his way through and smashed the sides away as he came outside the room and saw into the next. He saw Sarge inside and walked to her. Sarge was on the bed naked looking up at the ceiling as she normally did during the quiet moments.

“Hey there,” Sarge said seeing him in the room. 

“What you up to?” Jiko asked her moving around the room looking serious and flexing his muscles. 

‘Nothing much, trying to sleep,” Sarge replied.

“I can make you sleep and feel good,” Jiko answered.

Sarge looked around and then looked at Jiko, “How?” she asked.

Jiko closed the door and put a chair next to it and moved next to Sarge. He rub bed up Sarge’s inner thigh and she smiled, “That feels good.”

He moved up on top of her and whispered into her ear, “I don’t know who I am or why I was created. No one knows that and I want to find out why.”

He pushed his way inside of her and the pair moved together quickly and heavily. Outside the room a single blue light flashed for a second however the young built warriors didn’t see. Sarge was panting and moaning hard as Jiko lifted her up from the bed and moved her around the room. Sarge was placed on the chair and Jiko grabbed a towel and cleaned himself. His headache had healed however his head was feeling strange.

“I don’t know why I feel so weird. I have to go for a walk,” Jiko said heading out of the room.

The single blue light figure appeared as the Librarian whispered to Shentile who was looking around inside the Hyper Camp with him. Both were armed with swords.

“This is very quiet for a demon section. There’s a doorway through here Shentile then some stairs. Let’s have a viewing now,” the Librarian said.

Shentile nodded and the pair entered the doorway and went up the stairs and appeared inside a red lighting study room with Censilo inside. Shentile eyed off the demon lord and Censilo looked down with the Shentile spell book on the table between them.

“It is a true honor to meet the great Shentile again. For many years you have been protecting both Life Worlds from me. In most parts you have been successful but the one man army cannot win all of his battles. For you are powerful, you numbers are very limited. Only the old Librarian here will fight for you. How sad it is,” Censilo spoke to Shentile. 

“Censilo, there will always be people to fight for the good. I have a young student willing to aid those in need. Censilo it seems you are too quick to the mark yet again. That has always been your downfall, how you quit to easily and never work hard enough for the end goal,” Shentile said.

Censilo suddenly threw himself towards Shentile with his sword unleashed and the two mighty swords touched. An energy beam of power clashed between the demon lord and the old master of mentors. Censilo struggled in his bid to push Shentile away.

“You have weakened during the transfer spell. It happens to people who are not meant to use the spell,” Shentile said with a strong face.

“You can take the spell book if you like. I have all what I need here now!” Censilo said backing off and being thrown to the ground by the power and sword of Shentile.

Shentile walked up and collected the spell book and looked towards the demon lord, “We maybe outnumbered by the growth of evil but the day will come when good will rise above all.”

“Between the two of you and the old vampire of the west, you stand no chance against me and the evil that grows,” Censilo reminded Shentile. 

Shentile and the Librarian left the room and Censilo gave a smile to himself. He turned around and his thoughts changed to Chisoutsa, “I cannot keep training at this rate. I must keep my powers to myself. The wrath of Shentile will be hard enough to bear,” he said. 

While the shadows of the old Japanese mentor and the Librarian disappeared from the Hyper Camp. Jiko was in Sarge’s room while she was kissing down his crutch he was remembering things that Hew was saying to him. He remembered about the special project that he was working on in the other room. That the mast demon had created. Sarge looked up with her long blonde hair running her tongue around his body. Jiko moved up and headed out of the room while Sarge waited for him. He looked at the room in the other section and entered.  He saw the sight of Chisoutsa and there was a sign of calm within him. Chisoutsa was quiet asleep in her chamber bed while moved up to her.

“She seems very beautiful. I have the feeling that this place was made for ill intent. I must escape here. I don’t want to be part of this. I don’t even know what I’m doing most of the time. My mind feels like it’s in many places at the same time,” Jiko said. 

He touched the face of Chisoutsa and looked around the room again. He went to the corner and found himself a pair of black shorts and put them on. 

“When morning comes, it’s time to leave,” he said. 

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