The Tragedy of Victor Greene: Part Two


Father, what is this business of you casting my brother out?” Casden demanded as he entered his father's office.

Victor stood from behind his desk surprised to see his first son. “Casden, you're back.” A smile crossed his face. His sour demeanor was instantly lifted at the sight of this man. “What news do you have from the north?”

“Never mind that now. Kate told me you sent Weston away?”

Katherine followed sheepishly behind her eldest brother as he entered further into the office space.

“Your brother Weston has chosen his fate. We shouldn't dwell on his failure to me but rather celebrate your return, son.” Victor gave his son a loving expression.

Casden let the subject drop. “A feast would be in order after the time I've been away.”

The two men shared a hug. Katherine looked on with concern for her missing brother.

* * *

Night fell over New Reno. The moon was shining bright, selfishly stealing attention from the stars that surrounded it.

The formal dining hall on the suite floor was filled with all kinds of delicious foods. Succulent meats dripped juices. Freshly baked bread steamed warmth. Tasty sweets tantalized the palette. Wine flowed freely to all the guests of attendance.

At the head of the table was Victor Greene. To his right was Casden and to his left was Katherine. They were wearing their finest formals.

Other guests to grace the table were several men from Casden's army; Sebastian Collins, the casino boss to the Royal Dunes; Buster Jenkins, the casino boss of the Victorian; Harriet Gates, the casino boss of the Coral Cove; and a few other prominent business owners and personal friends of Victor's.

The atmosphere of the evening was one of joy and merriment, sensations Victor hadn't felt in a long time.

“There we were,” Casden entertained. “This vicious bear had us cornered to the south and the woods people who released the bear on us were advancing from the north. These woods people are complete savages. The myth in the area is that the woods people will scalp their enemy and even eat their flesh.

“So this bear that must have been twenty foot tall started to charge us. It ripped and thrashed through thirty of my men. If it kept this up, we wouldn't have the force needed to break through the woods people's defenses. I ran at the mighty beast with an axe and swung my blade deep into its belly. This only enraged the creature.

“It swiped at me, knocking me to the ground. It snarled a roar that echoed across the mountain range. Just as it was about to cut my head off with its mighty paw, I rolled over and chopped its paw clean off. The beast bled a great river of blood and whimpered off. Our battle was only half over though. We still needed to defeat the woods people.

“At this point we only had about twenty able bodied men and myself. The woods people were everywhere. They were in the trees and hiding in the brush. There was a loud battle cry and arrows flew at us from all directions.

“I gave the word to open fire. Our bullets cut those savages down. Every last one. We stormed their capital and slaughtered ever last unclean piece of filth. I planted the flag of my father's and claimed their land as mine.”

Casden snapped his fingers at a man standing by the doors to the dining hall. The large doors swung open and men carrying thirty chests entered the room. Casden indicated to them to open the containers. All kinds of treasures filled the chests.

“I also claimed these spoils of war for you, Father.” Casden stood and went past the chests filled with technology and bullets and other shiny things. He went to the last one and reached into it. “This however is the most treasured prize.” He pulled out a brown furry object that was covered in dried blood. It was enormous. “I give you the paw of the great California brown bear.”

All the guest looked at Casden with amazement. They cheered him with uproarious enthusiasm. Victor simply beamed with pride. This was his son. He looked to his daughter but she wasn't in her chair at his side. He stood and looked about the room but couldn't see her.

“Where is Katherine?” Victor called out. The dining hall fell silent. Guests looked at one another unsure of her whereabouts.

“She's probably gone to bed, Father,” Casden finally answered.

The room rumbled back to life.

Victor returned to his seat. He listened to the answer his son gave but he didn't hear it. Concern filled this man once more.

* * *

The merriment of the evening waged on throughout the night. Victor finally decided he'd had enough and retired to his apartment suite. He laid down on his bed. His head spun from all the wine he'd consumed at dinner. He couldn't fall asleep. Something was eating at him.

Victor found the bathroom and splashed some murky water against his face. He faked a smile at the man in the mirror then went to the living room of the suite and sat in the dark. He looked out the window to the dimly lit city below. He stared at the colony for over an hour. He realized that the party was still going on from the noise making its way across the hall.

“How can anyone sleep with all that racket?” Victor stood and headed for the main door to the apartment. He found himself at Katherine's door however. He opened the door to see his daughter. It was dark but he knew something was very wrong.

Katherine was not in her bed.

Victor stormed down the corridor to the dining hall. He yelled across the noise to Casden. “Your sister is gone!”

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