Sektor's footsteps echoed down the corridor, he barely glanced at the long abandoned prison cells. The Lin Kuei hadn't taken prisoners in years, just killed all those who stood against them.
Until now...
He stopped in front of the last cell, through the iron bars was Kuai Liang, on his knees and chained back to try and stop his escape. His head hung low, not looking up even when he heard Sektor opening the gate. Sektor reached down, grabbing the man's chin and roughly pulling it up so the man had no choice but to look at him. He was a mess, bruises littering his face, a split lip and broken nose. He looked exhausted, and yet still those eyes still shone with defiance that Sektor's subordinates had not yet managed to snuff out.
“I thought you were going to kill me,” Kuai snarled, attempting to pull his head from Sektors grasp. It just made Sektor dig his fingers in harder.
“So did I.” He should kill Kuai Liang, be done with this traitorous little bitch. Yet for some reason there was something stopping him.
His thumb traced Kuai's lips, causing the cryomancer to shudder slightly. Kuai closes his eyes briefly, before they opened again, his gaze somewhat softer now. Sektor felt something in his processors stutter.
“What are you going to do with me?” Kuai questioned, as Sektor released his chin, fingers instead brushing against the man's cheek.
“I haven't decided yet,” he admitted, watching as Kuai lent into Sektor's touch. Maybe he would try and appeal to Kuai's love for him one last time. “It does not have to be this way, Kuai Liang. If you would just submit, we could rule the Lin Kuei together.”
And just like a switch has been flicked off, that affection was gone, hatred quickly replacing it as Kuai bared his teeth and jerked away.
“Go to hell,” Kuai replied, before spitting at Sektor's face. A small act of rebellion, but the message was clear. There was no way Kuai was going to join his side willingly.
He should kill him. Execute him right here and now, but for some fucking reason he just could not do it.
He just stepped back, turned his back and left the cell, locking the gate behind him. He said nothing as he continued to leave, and Kuai Liang did not shout for his return. He needed a plan now, seeing as Kuai was refusing to compromise and for whatever reason his heart was determined to keep the brat alive.
Why couldn't human emotion be as simple as lines of computer code?
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