Xenoblade Chronicles 2: The Fourth Driver

Book II Finale Part I

Chapter XIV

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     This is the story of the man who killed an Aegis Driver.

     Some time ago, in a small Leftherian village, a boy was born. His mother named him Zaccharias. The boy loved the world and the people he met, even the ones who were often cruel or mean to him. His father would every day come home and play with young Zaccharias and it would seem that his days would be full of joy. However, all of that changed one day when the boy heard a crashing in the living room of they're Ardanian house at the tender age of ten.

     "Mommy!" Zaccharias cried, frantically running to the living room. "Mommy! Where are you?!"

     "Zaccharias run!" he heard his mother cry. "Get out of here as soon as possible! Don't look back!"

     "Mommy I'm scared!" he cried again, but his cries were interrupted by bandits shoving him to the ground and binding him up. He sat terrified in front of his parents, who were also bound.

     The bandits tore apart the entire house, every single possession of any value was thrown into the bag. One of the bandits, a large, burly fellow with a shaved head and an unforgettable scar across is right eye grabbed his father by the neck and held a rather large knife to his throat.

     "I'm givin you one chance. Tell me where your valuables are kept and I'll let you live," he demanded.

     The father looked confused. Through gritted teeth and a lack of oxygen, he replied in a strained manner, "You've already... taken everything."

     "Wrong answer," the bandit said in a thick accent before slitting the father's throat. The bandit dropped him on the ground and Zaccharias sat in horror as he looked his father in the eyes and watched him grasp for air that simply wasn't attainable. As the light of his eyes disappeared, he died shedding tears of anguish.

     "D-Daddy...," Zaccharias whined out in disbelief. "Daddy wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!" he screamed frantically, but to no avail.

     "Hunny look away!" his mother cried, tears in her eyes. "Just look away!"

     The bandit grabbed his mother. "You're a pretty lass, where are the valuables and maybe I'll spare your son."

     "You already took everything you asshole!" she yelled at him.

     "No, I 'aven't. Hey boy," he said, turning to Zaccharias.

     "No you don't! Leave him out of this you son of a bi—"

     The bandit slapped her across the face. "You shut your mouth, bitch."

     Zaccharias whimpered at the sight.

     "Now you watch 'ere lad. I'm gonna show you how to treat a no good woman like your mum here," he said, slamming her into a wall.

     Zaccharias then watched as the bandits mercilessly took advantage of her before beating her to death. The whole time she screamed out, begging that the child would look away, but he couldn't. He could only watch with tears in his eyes as she was stripped down and murdered.

     After they had finished, Zaccharias looked upon his mom as she lay there, slumped lifelessly against the wall and covered in blood.

     "M-Mommy...," Zaccharias cried.

     The bandit grabbed Zaccharias by the shirt and lifted him up to look him in the eye. "Do you know where they keep their valuables?"

     Zaccharias couldn't answer, instead he just started crying, he didn't want to die too. The bandit was about to stab the child but he heard guards outside and decided to chunk Zaccharias into a wall, breaking a few of his bones and causing some internal damage.