Bounty Hunter Bash Wedlock Part Four

 The Bounty Hunt

It had been a couple of days since the wedding and they still had not consummated the event. Yet, as Bash knew that it was a difficult subject and she was still young, she was not in the mood to rush it. She also knew that she too was not ready for it all. So they just snuggled up to each other as the reality of what they had just done had not settled in. 

Yet that did not stop the plan of reality from ticking by as they were approached by a young man that she recognized. He had ash brown hair and pale brown eyes with pale skin and sunken face.

“Well, well, if it isn’t little Bash The Touchable! My you’ve grown into such a beauty!”

She frowned for a moment until she recognized him from the Bounty Hunters tavern she used to go to.

“Beryin?”

“The very one!” He laughed.

“Man! I haven’t seen you in ages!”

“I know. Too much of a work schedule.”

“Ah!”

“Even more than you it seems.”

“Yeah. My current bounty is taking years to get done!”

“Who is it?”

“Dark Lord Gajellidor Darcrogh and Dark Lady Grasharlo.”

“Reaching for the stars with that one!”

“I know! But he did bond me with my uncle. So you can understand!”

“Yeah…”

He then spotted Cerpheres.

“And is that the Prince Captain that forsook his entire crew in favour of becoming a top tier pirate?”

“Sooo! Tickle me, why don’t you!” He purred as he licked his lips as he looked at him from top to bottom.

“What!”

He licked his lips slowly as he grinned ear to ear.

“Please! Go on!”

Suddenly Beryin looked like he needed to go to the loo.

“I don’t think I want to sir!”

“Oh, come on! You don’t have to be shy! How about first you tell us why you’re really here!” He spoke in his other voice as his hair changed from purple to emerald and he took a step closer. His eyes were like that of a hungry wolf just about to devour his prey.

“I heard that Bash The Touchable got married.”

“True.”

“And has it been consummated?”

“Not yet.”

“Oh? Oooph!”

“What?”

“Nothing. It just means that the marriage can be annulled and you can get married again.”

“What!”

At this Bash felt sleepy and she looked down to see smoke rising up. Quickly Bash used her magic to push the smoke away as she lounged towards him. She threw a sloppy punch, which was easily dodged. She threw another and another and another and not once did she hit! She felt sleepier and sleepier as she three one after the other. She went to throw a kick at him only for it to miss. She did this again and again and again as her eyelids dropped and her body became more and more sloppy.

She started to breathe in deeply as to wake her mind up but even that did nothing! Soon her mind became numb and her fist slipped and her eyes closed.

“Sorry, but your reputation precedes you all!” He said as he made his way to Zaryb. “Now you are going to annul your-”

That was when he felt a blade to his throat.

“I’m sorry but I am going to have to ask you to tell me the whole plan my dear.”

He looked back to see him, looking directly in his eyes as the Prince Captain slowly licked his lips. That was when he tried to run, but he felt an arm wrap around him like a python and, with another flick, he felt pain in his side.

“And do try to date to do anything else. Please! I would love it!”

“How are you awake right now!?” He exclaimed, trying to ignore the breath on his ear.

He let out a chuckle in his ear before he felt another strike.

“Sh, sh, shh! I’m the one asking questions.”

He kicked and he felt a stab in the side and it twisted then the leg went limp and he noticed that his breathing had become deep and unstable. He went to cry out but his mouth was covered, silencing the cry.

“The only thing I want are the names.”

He went to elbow his side as he looked down. Then forced himself to calm down.

“No.” He said before he felt it in the side. Yet even when the limb went limp he still kept twisting the knife like a screwdriver. Soon the blood flowed down.

“Stop!”

“No.”

“I said stop!”

“I can’t!”

“Why?”

He looked back at the face that was like a drunk and a hungry wolf.

“I need to use you to get out this tension and you haven’t given me a name to feed me!” 

Then he felt a kiss on his cheek.

“Or do you want a very painful death?” He asked, slitting his shirt off drawing blood from his stomach and abs. “You know, there is a type of suicide that honorable samurai commit to regain their honor. Do you want to know the name?”

Then it sank in.

“Sapuku.”

“Good, good man!” He sang as he slit the layer of skin. “Do you know what’s about to happen? Do you know who can stop it? Who can heal it?”

“It was her mother.” He said, barely looking up as he felt his heart pounding in his head. “Now, please let me go.”

“Go on!” He purred, healing the first slit.

“She hired me. She did not care for what her daughter did and wanted the Disgraced Prince who killed his brother taken out.”

The next moment he felt the knife in his side. Again, he was prevented from crying out.

“There’s more!”

“King Skylar hired an assassin. Yet they are rumors that King Skylar is not the real king and the real heir is in hiding.”

“There!” He purred, stroking his head like a dog. “That wasn’t so hard!”

Soon he felt all his wounds heal.

“Oh! That hit the spot!”

“W-what?”

He turned the man around.

“Now, you will go and keep what we did here our little secret.” He sang with a finger to the lip and a wink. “Okay?”

“What?”

“Because,if you don’t, well two can keep a secret another way. And only one of us will like it!”

He nodded and ran as fast as he could. He retired as a Bounty Hunter and found a woman and got married. After nine months, she gave birth to deculpets. Then the year after that and the year after that. In fact ten years after she had given birth to ten more one set every year. Once they all grew up they found a wife or husband of his or her own. Then they too gave birth to deculpets of their own, probably something genetic. Which means, yes he died surrounded by a thousand grandchildren!