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Silas had been in Germany for three days already, simply knowing of Hesser’s location was never going to be sufficient, not for a man as meticulous as Maxton Silas, he wanted to know his movements his routines, those men he was close to and those men he’d crossed , to Silas knowledge had always led to power and with this in mind he’d actively been making his enquiries with the aid of a little persuasive encouragement from the Franzenbaron, Mason’s creative merging of his old associates, for those times when Silas’s more subtle measures ceased to be deemed appropriate. His work had proved very worthwhile however and was keenly formulating his plan and next moves, but still Silas was haunted and had been ever since the moment he set foot on German soil. Silas was in the land of his dear Princess, yes she’d been wed but his desires for her lay unquenched, seldom had Silas failed to get that which he wanted, and his heart was heavy with mind distracted. Silas knew he had to see her if he had ever hoped to regain his focus and see her he soon would. Maybe seeing her again would be all he needed to realise his desires for her were little more than a momentary lapse of madness
Mason was meanwhile trying to make the best of what he saw to be a very grim situation. Sat huddled up in a corner of an abandoned leaking barn, being starved by the impending winter’s chilling breeze. Silas has banished Mason along with his beloved pet to keep out of sight and to move by night alone, he didn’t want either himself or Mason compromised by unwanted attention, this matter was far too important to be blown through foolish carelessness.
Princess Viktoria had been expecting Silas’s visit, she knew Silas had become besotted with her after her time in London, the truth which made her decision to marry a fraught one to say the least, yes she loved Adolph but he didn’t possess the charm, drive and excitement exhibited by her favoured English gentleman, if she’d dared be honest with herself she’d admit she’d too had become besotted with Sir Maxton Silas, a feeling that had only grown stronger in the absence of his company. Before Viktoria struggled with her thoughts and regain composure as Silas’s entrance was announced. “Danke schön Anke”, with that Anke left the room leaving Silas and Viktoria alone. For a few moments Silas and Viktoria stood opposite each other gazing at each other intently, no words were spoken to interrupt the conversation being played out by their hearts. Viktoria unable to maintain her composure any longer edged closer to Silas, head held low showing a lack of confidence previously perceived alien to her. Gently she lowered her arm reaching out to hold Silas’ hand softly in hers, slowly she raised her head to meet Silas’ eyes and with all restraint gone they both shared a loving kiss, before pulling each other close in an embrace of pure passion.
Mason had grown bored and frustrated, he had not heard from Silas for over 36 hours now, sat in the dreary barn with only the Huntz for company and the leather bound book containing the secrets that he was certain would eventually enable him to realise his dream. He was cold, miserable and bloody hungry and had taken about all he was prepared to take, night had fallen so it was not like Mason was defying Silas’ instructions but he had simply had enough of waiting around, he needed to get out, and nothing was going to stop him. “Come Huntz, we got a moor to explore.” Mason and the Huntz had barely made it 20 ft from the barn when Silas’ voice came booming. “Charles what the hell do you think you are doing?”
Hesser had grown quite accustomed to the best of everything in his tenure working for King Frederich. His laboratory a spacious and clinically clean environment with the latest in both medical and scientific equipment and adjoining on to one of what had now become the finest psychiatric facility in Hamburg. This fact however was not something Hesser was particularly proud of, for it was the failure of his work that had achieved the facility its status and not its success. His work of late had grown increasingly frustrating although his subjects life spans had grown exponentially longer after ‘his transmorphic process’ their higher brain function had been irreversibly distorted to that of operating on little more than basic, raw instinct, they had retained all the intelligence of a single celled amoebic organism, results that ultimately left him with nothing more than hundreds of brain dead freaks that had long filled his own Psychiatric facility and had for several years been filtered out to other such facilities both nationally and overseas such as its recently acquired sister hospital in Derby, England. King Frederich had commissioned Hesser on the back of his personal research and on the basis of his previous known allegiance to the group of individuals that several years previously had come close but ultimately failed to create the ultimate weapon, aggressive, totally controllable and virtually un-killable. Armed with this knowledge Frederich had therefore instructed Hesser to create him the most aggressive but totally controllable army, completely loyal to the whim of the King but ultimately totally dispensable, therefore the fact these creatures he’d produced were near immortal barring fatal physical injury did little to appease the King’s desires, in essence the work of his rival Mason was far closer to the King’s mandate than that of his, still luckily for Hesser the details and results of Mason work was still unknown to anyone other than Silas and Mason himself.
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