The Occurrences of Seston Samuels

The First Happening

Seston Samuels – 19year old boy to the public eye. Trained killer and master at human analysis and predictions. Know it all.

Derick Belling – High level butler. Mastermind behind Leen Satori. Real name is Dorrigo Santana.

Sara Kate – Little sister of Egos Satori. Maiden. Skilled at spiritual level. Controls the gates between earth and heaven. In the process of gaining access to hell.

Leen Satori – Leen 'don't fuck with me' Satori to the public. Smartest of the bunch. Drug dealer and businessman.

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Act 1

In misery and distress sat Egos Satori on his sofa. Alone again rubbing or ripping his fingers through his dark thick folds of hair. His men were dying by the day and his numbers were few. His Kingdom now a settlement. So he claimed in spite of having six hundred good men to his name of which two hundred and forty nine were in Welter near his palace. Fine statues surrounded the palace. Statues of a crown that sat on a pillar, a dove in stone, a Greek god, a fine prostitute and finally, his own brother Leen Satori. The entire estate belonged to Leen except for the one room where Egos resided in for the last decade. At just age 26 it was hard to imagine he would be set for life without the riches of his brother, still; his brain for accumulating wealth was not enough to rule a kingdom and this realization was a deck to the already threatened heart. Every drop of mail had its own issues, every letter came with a conspiracy or code and just this week he had received three body bags containing what once were fine young working men. Even if all of them had been defeated his personal tall and square stature was remarkable. Not to mention his skill in combat allowing him once to kill forty-five armed men in a single day in days that seemed so long ago now.

"Egos, she has arrived" announced Dorrigo. The butler was suited up, in vain thought Egos who was thoroughly convinced he'd be dead by midnight.

"Grant her" confirmed Egos.

Lira Hassan entered through the main gate in a black silk one piece and high heels she had received from Egos himself. She was told to wear them as her vindication for entering the sacred bloodstained road of the Satori mansion. The driveway was as grand as a highway with a fancy car appearing as frequently as road signs would. The hoe walked a few steps stumbling just once before a man dressed in all black stopped her. Stefano Leghari. Bold, 6'4 and 290pounds of protection. One of twenty men guarding the house for the night shift. Attached to him was an earpiece in which he could communicate directly to Egos who was watching from the mansions glass door at least a kilometer away from where Lira Hassan stood in anticipation. Her parents were against her decision to become an escort at the age of nineteen ultimately dropping out of college to make a quick income in her own stride. When they discovered days ago that their beloved daughter had received a call up to the sacred Satori mansion their grief turned to joy. They had thrown a bash the previous day in her honour to celebrate the occasion. Her parents gave their irrelevant blessing and urged her to woo the Saviour of Satori City's heir to the throne Egos, whose name could not merely be muttered.

"Does she have the leggings I requested?" asked Egos from his perch.
Stefano inspected before confirming otherwise. "I see, ask her why not" instructed Egos kindly.

"The dresser left the leggings out of the outfit" explained Lira in the most respectable and courteous manner she could muster. Stefano copied.
Lira waited as the mini van arrived behind Stefano making her grow anxious. "Is it always this 'sophisticated' around here. I am greatly honoured to be here but I am truly blown away, thank you for inviting me" praised Lira with a bow.
Listening to instructions from Egos, Stefano nodded at the girl blankly until both parties had finished their speech.

"Understood" confirmed Stefano to the ear-piece unknown to the hoe. Her pearls shone in the night sky as proof of her preparation for this day. Stefano nodded at her smile before holding out his hand and motioning to the limo. Hand in hand they walked until the limo was in reach but Stefano never reached for the door. Lira smiled a little embarrassed but figuring it was nice enough that he had walked her that short way, the least she could do was open the door for herself. As she stepped to the vehicle the four doors swung open and six men dressed like Stefano rushed out. Lira shrieked and froze bewildered but the surprise had not concluded. Her one-piece dress had been ripped from behind by one boy much to her displeasure. She swung herself round to protest but was swung back as quickly as she turned and was now facing a young French boy. Before she could ask or complain she was swung round once more and slapped to the hard tar once beneath her heels. She began to sob at the blistering pain in her face but before she could fathom the attack she was hoisted to the air once more – for a short while – before falling nose first onto the tar. Now they were tears.

"Stupid bitch!" the one man insulted as he removed the belt from his pants and proceeded to whip the fallen hoe on her bare and exposed skin until the marks of red were vibrant under the floodlight of the driveway. Then finally she was tossed into the limo.

"At last she has been delivered" stated an annoyed Egos.
"What has this one done?" asked Dorrigo, tired.

Egos took hold of the battered body and threw it onto the sofa with his viscous bare hands and began to unwrap the new piece.

Her legs were now exposed
Skin bright red
Nipple stamped by tar

"No leggings because of that ridiculous dresser in Melba!"

Dorrigo nodded at Egos and without instruction handed him the scalpel blade.
"First the photo" ordered Egos. Dorrigo handed over the camera and after several flashes was ordered to send the pictures to the dresser and give him some time alone with the hoe.

Salivating and cooled down Egos had finished scrubbing the girl clean of her wounds. Her nose was still broken and hanging off her face but Egos minded little. He kissed the nose of Lira and stared deep into her eyes.
"Stunning" he said while pecking at her shaking finger tips. She slowly nodded in agreement careful to not make another 'mistake'. "I promise...I w-wont make another m-mistake" Lira struggled to say. Inside she knew once this was over she'd return home and flee with her family to any other place than Satori City. Egos on the other hand had removed his pants alone from his dark suit and joined Lira in the tub now red from blood leaks. Afraid, Lira looked for a window to escape to encase she had done something wrong again but instead saw an uncleaned wall with the slightest hint of fingers. That's when Lira realized those fingers were not recent and like herself the blood was pungent and filled the tub with a distinct foul smell. Lira panicked and tried to escape but coolly Egos covered her face and slowly sunk her in the bathtub. When her floating body raised, Egos pounced on the fallen prey and began the process of necrophilia.