Chronicles of The Omniverse Archived Volaria: La'ita Hara

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as written by Tiko

One of the central market places of La'ita Hara had been for the time being converted into something of a public spectacle. A large platform had been erected where Avantia herself stood present. Those of her royal guard were stationed to maintain a safe distance between the platform and the gathered crowds of people who had congregated to watch what would be Volaria's first public execution in several generations of Matriarchs. Many had gathered out of public outrage, others out of morbid interest in the grizzly affair.

Standing at Avantia's side was Shanthi - the source of the whole matter. Truth be told she hadn't wanted to be here at all, and it had been Avantia who had insisted on her attending. She hated the way people looked at her with pity, and she would just as soon have remained out of the public eye had Avantia not wanted her here. She endured it with dignity though, and she kept her head high.

Meanwhile the main street was kept clear of onlookers to allow for the arrival of Sato, and of course, Joshua himself.
 
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as written by barney_fife

In the skies above the district, a single Sudden Transport made it's way through the buildings, and the skyline. Bobbing and weaving until it ultimately came to touch down in a space cleared in the market square. As the door to the transport opened, four Shogunate Warriors emerged in lock step, their rifles shouldered.

The four men spread out in a guarding formation, providing a corridor in which the prisoner would be delivered.

Sato, and four Shogunate guard, along with Haruo Arakawa in tow moved through the formation, Josh would have a black bag placed over his head and escorted towards the central staging area.

Josh hadn't been told the real reason he was being taken here, but the sounds of the crowds, and the engines of the Taiyou transport likely played in his ears as they moved.

As Sato, with Josh in tow moved up the steps, the four guards move the broken man towards the place where he was to be executed. There Josh would be forced to kneel, his hands unbound from his back, and rebound to his front, As he was forced to kneel, a broomstick was placed in his knee joints.

Prior to his transfer here, Josh had been fed a meal consisting of rice and a few slices of fish to bring his energy back up, along with water to quench his thirst. Josh had also been given an opportunity to be bathed, and he was dressed in a grey yukata. This was probably the cleanest he had been in weeks since his capture.

The delegation from the AXIS also silently watched the spectacle as it unfolded, seated in front to provide the best view of the execution.

The TNG Delegate, Casper Lessard had also been invited to witness the execution, of course. He had not been told the true nature of the event.

Sato stepped forward another step, approaching Avantia while Josh was being prepared for execution.

Sato looked the Matriarch in the eyes, before she unsheathed her Katana and held it outstretched to her right, and then she pulled it to her shoulder. It was then she held it up straight and inspected the sword up and down, and then she sheathed the ornate Katana, before taking the scabbard and blade, and holding it horizontal out towards the Matriarch, offering a bow as her hands remained outstretched.
 
as written by Cream

For a while Josh was led to believe that he was being set free. Or at least the torture was to end. He'd had food - decent food that hadn't been forced back up, and he had some energy within him. He'd been given water and a bath, before eventually been clothed. For the first time in a long time, he was given hope. Misleading hope.

He was still in pain from the days of torture though and as the transport stopped, Josh had to practically be dragged out. His legs were battered and bruised from the abuse and he was struggling to walk as he was led. He could hear a lot of noise that confused him, and he knew that he was outside in a crowd of people. But he had no idea why.

His hope of freedom, or an end to the torture was gone the moment his hands were tied to his front and he was forced to kneel, a broomstick forced against the back of the joints and causing him to cry out in pain. He had no idea what was happening as he was still blindfolded by the bag, but he was ready to beg. He had already begged. But he was ready to beg again.

"Please. I'm begging. Please not again." His voice was still hoarse and cracked from all the agonising screaming he'd been doing. It hurt to speak, but he was willing to beg through the pain. He now regretted having anything to do with taking the person that had started all this. He was ready to apologise.

"I'm sorry... Please... No more..."
 
as written by Tiko and Cream

Avantia accepted the offered sword as she lifted it carefully from Sato's hands before offering a bow in return. She turned then, offering it to Kamil next who likewise accepted it with dignity and respect before bowing his own head to Avantia. Traditionally such a gesture from Sato would have come with the expectation that it would be Avantia who would strike the blow, but consideration was afforded for Volarian culture and Avantia's lack of experience in handling a sword. Kamil would act in her stead to ensure that the execution progressed without error.

As preparations for the pending execution were getting underway, Avantia turned to address the gathered spectators. While she spoke, one of the Taiyou guards pulled the black bag from the prisoner's head.

As the hood was removed, Joshua winced at the bright sunlight that was shining down. He frowned, blinking a few times as his eyes adjusted to the daylight and he saw hundreds of people standing around. A sinking feeling settled in his stomach. It only got worse as the realisation settled in as to why he was here when someone spoke.

"This man, Joshua Mattrix, has been found guilty of the kidnapping of Shanthi Hakkar, and of slave trafficking. For his crimes against the people of Volaria, he has been sentenced to death by public beheading."

For a moment Josh was completely speechless before he started to shake his head. "N-no." Was all he could mutter for a moment. finally his body seemed to catch up with the brain and Josh tried in vain to get himself up. It wasn't going to be happening, but he tried still.

"I said I was sorry!" The panic showed in his voice as he looked at the woman who had spoken. It was only then that he caught sight of Shanthi and his face paled. "I'll tell you everything about the man who sold her!" He changed his tactics now.

His pleading went unanswered though as Avantia nodded to Kamil who drew the sword smoothly from its scabbard and moved to take his place beside the prisoner. The icy cold blade rested against the back of Joshua's neck while the Taiyou held him securely in preparation for the strike.

Josh's eyes fell upon the man that drew the sword. "STOP! Please!" The fully grown adult was now crying. Death was his worst fear. He wasn't ready for death yet. "I'll do anything. I'm sorry. Please don't do this!"

He struggled as much as he could as he felt the blade touch the back of his neck. "I sorry for what I did. It was a mistake!"
 
as written by Script

Amongst the royal guard stood the white-haired and stern-faced figure of Ira, his glaive held at the ready and his eyes locked on the pleading Josh. His gaze was hard and his expression unflinching in the face of the man's weeping. Inwardly, he was not quite as unperturbed as he came across. Whilst he held little sympathy for Joshua, he was dissatisfied with the man being taken accountable for what had happened. Yes, as the one who had taken Shanthi he deserved no lenience, but Ira was well aware that he was being scapegoated. It brought no justice to kill him like this, when both his superiors and the man who had maimed Shanthi kept their heads.

He kept his thoughts to himself, though. It was not his place to question the decision, and he was well aware that the latter of the two parties - the Aschen man - was well out of the reach of justice. This pathetic man made a poor substitute, but there had to be some closure to the issue, he supposed.
 
as written by Ranger

Another member among the Royal Guard, a bit newer than the rest, was Arjuna. He stood and watched as the man about to be executed begged for his life. He felt no compassion for the man, even though it wasn't his hands that butchered Shanthi's wings. He did feel that O'leary and that bastard Miles, who was the one who removed Shanthi's wings, should be up there with Joshua. He wished that he would have had the honor of beheading every single one of them himself. However, it was not his place to decide these things, so Arjuna would have to be satisfied with just watching Joshua's head roll.
 
as written by Moonscar

A blue and silver winged spectator, this one not at all avorian, though he blended in well with the crowd, set his gaze up at Avantia. His brows were set deep above his eyes that day, casting a shadow above them. It was a grave sight. An event that stirred a profound sense of unease within his chest. Though he had long since pulled himself away from ocell society, he still held onto a few of their core morals. Executions were not a source of justice. They did not fix wrongs. Criminals were made to work and contribute until the day they died under strict watch. Only criminals that could not be captured were killed.

It was with this in mind that Tane switched his gaze to the man pleading for mercy, for forgiveness, before so many people. Before a queen. Before his executioner.

Was there no mercy?

Tane switched his gaze to Shanthi. Her wings gone. He could barely imagine what torture that had been- but the man who had sold her could not have possibly expected such a thing to happen, could he?

Shanthi probably pleaded as much as this man here, but she had not lost her life. Even so, she had committed no crime. Tane tried to justify this within his heart, because he was Volarian now. This was the place he had chosen to live his life. This beautiful city, this city that was so much more peaceful than Terra. Somewhere he thought he could settle down one day, perhaps-

-but he could not find it. Even with Shanthi in mind, he could not find it in his heart to justify this execution. It was murder. His gaze fell from the sight completely.

He had seen much blood and death, and caused much of it. This, however, was too troubling.
 
as written by barney_fife

The AXIS delegation all remained quiet through the spectacle, all of them provided a near front row seat to the execution. Livia was chewing on some popcorn, with executions considered sport where she came from.

Another popcorn was place in her mouth and thoughtfully munched on, while her eyes moved over to the seated Prince, and the Matokeyan delegation. She always detested the small creatures, but those thoughts went unspoken as her eyes went back towards the execution that was unfolding in front of her.

Shimizu was seated besides Takara Sato, whom was dead center in the box seats to the Execution.

The Shogun shot Avantia a reassuring nod, before she leaned back in her chair.

Two Argosian Legionaries stood just adjacent to the Avorian Guard, they were posted by Vulpes in the event that Josh tried to escape. They stood in complete silence, like a pair of statues.


Everyone was poised to carry out the execution, no matter how much Josh begged and pleaded. His cries for mercy went ignored.

The Imperial Warrior behind Josh however managed to say something through his thickly accented voice.

"Stop begging and die with honor." He said, before he stepped back to allow Kamil to proceed with the execution.
 
as written by Tiko and Cream

The man that was about to die looked nothing like the man he'd once been when he'd chosen to take Shanthi off the street. He'd been starved and tortured and looked broken and pathetic now. He was still begging as the final preparations were made.

"Please! I'm sorry! I don't want to die! Please. I'm begging. I'll do anything."

Even as a man behind him told him to stop begging and die with honour, Josh struggled and shook his head.

Kamil looked briefly to Avantia, but the resolve upon the Matriarch's face had not wavered.

"Please. Don't do--"

The blow fell swiftly to silence Joshua's pleas as Kamil smoothly separated Joshua's head from his shoulders with a single clean cut. As he held his poise for a moment, Joshua's head tumbled free of the neck to land in his lap.

There was silence before Kamil was handed a piece of cloth which he used to wipe the blade clean before re-sheathing it. Once done, he offered the blade back to Avantia once more with a bow who accepted it as graciously as she had from Sato prior. She in turn offered it with outstretched hands to the Imperial Warrior standing at hand, to return it to Sato.

There were mixed emotions among the onlookers. Satisfaction, unease, disgust... not everyone was comfortable with what had just transpired, and many were unaccustomed to such displays. Shanthi herself had turned away at the last minute, and was looking a bit worse for the whole ordeal.

"Ira, Nalesh, go on and take her on back to the palace," Avantia instructed two of her royal guard.
 
as written by barney_fife

The single Imperial Warrior took the blade with a small bow, and then moved to Sato so that she could take possession of the weapon.

With the sentenced passed, the Shogun turned to leave, along with the rest of the delegation, save for Shimizu and Livia, whom decided to stay and mingle with the rest of the spectators.

Vulpes slowly moved alongside the Legate, shaking his head in slight disappointment.

"This man was little more than a pawn in the scheme, the Mastermind still lives, in Terran custody." The man said, as Livia stopped and nodded.

"Justice must be served, Eliminate him." She said.

Vulpes nodded. "As you wish." He said, before he turned to leave.

All while Sato moved up to Avantia. "Justice has been served, to this one man, but his boss still remains. I can only hope the Terrans will see Justice served, as it's out of our hands."
 
as written by Tiko

"Thank you," Avantia told Sato. "For everything."

It seemed a strange thing to thank someone while standing beside Joshua's decapitated form, but through the whole ordeal Sato had shown herself to not just be an ally to Volaria, but a friend to Avantia as well.

"The scars of what happened will linger on for years yet, but perhaps this man's death will ensure that this travesty does not occur again, and that the world knows retribution for these heinous acts will be swift, and without mercy. Thank Prince Shimizu for me. We will not forget the assistance that was extended during this ordeal."

She would have offered her gratitude in person to the man, but the execution had left her weary. She nodded to Kamil as her men moved to escort her back to the Royal Palace. Others had been tasked to the matter of removing the remains of the body, and she needed not linger to oversee that.
 
as written by Cream

In the crowds stood a woman who had watched the execution with her own eyes. The man had begged and cried for his life right up until the end. She firmly believed that his lesson had been learned before all of this and that none of this should have happened. There was no proof for them that the man had committed the crimes. There had been no trial and she'd lived here for over half a year now doing charity work. The whole thing had been so shocking that she hadn't believed it when she'd heard an execution was taking place and it was clear that the man hadn't know that his death was coming until he'd been told in front of everyone.

He'd had no mercy, whatsoever.

Well, she wasn't going to show this country no mercy either. The nation weren't known for their violence, but murdering a TNG citizen without giving him his proper rights was murder and she was not going to stand by and accept it. Avantia had now given her the power to speak up.

She watched the royals move from the stage. If only she had tomatoes, she would have thrown them then. But now was not the time. No, now it was time to call some people and start plotting. She wasn't going to get away with the abuse of her power. And she'd learn that for your actions there were consequences. Just like the man on the stage had paid for whatever his were by losing his head.

With that, she stalked off back home.
 
as written by Tiko

Three days had passed since the execution of Joshua Mattrix, and the city of Volary was returning to a state of normalcy for the most part. The market place had been re-taken by vendors and crates of produce as the farmers and merchants of Volaria went about their routines of making a living. The only change to the market place that still remained was the large platform that had been erected for the sole purpose of the execution. It lingered, untouched for the most part save for the removal of the body, and it served as a grizzly reminder of what had transpired here only days ago. Rust colored stains still marred its surface under the noon day sun, but even that seemed to go unnoticed for the most part.

It seemed a strange thing that people could so quickly return to their lives, seemingly forgetting about the whole bloody affair in its entirety. The man had pleaded, begged and cried for forgiveness even as his execution was broadcasted across the nation. No mercy had been afforded though. There had been some whispers of unrest within the sanctity of homes, and there were those that had been disturbed by the spectacle, but these people were the minority and none spoke out in public about what had transpired. It was as if the city had just picked up and carried on where it had left prior to the whole ordeal.
 
as written by Cream

It had been three days. Three days she'd had to plan what she was going to do and say. And she had it all planned out now. Miley had not forgotten about the execution of the man. And she wasn't going to either. She was in the market place, staring at the erected stage. That was where she was going to make her speech. She wasn't afraid of what would happen. No. She was standing up for what was right and what was wrong. And now was a chance for other people to do the same.

With determination, Miley moved to the stage and climbed up onto it before watching everyone that was there moving around. She took out her microphone and speaker that would allow her to be heard over the crowds of voices that would otherwise drown out her words.

"People of Volaria!" She spoke.

It seemed only a few heads closed to her turned.

"PEOPLE OF VOLARIA!" She shouted louder this time.

There, she got the attention she wanted.

"Three days ago, a man was murdered on this stage. He was murdered, not executed. He was not given a fair trial and was not proven innocent or guilty. How long is it before another person is standing here facing the same thing, begging for their lives? Will the next person not get a fair trial too? Will they be killed publicly on TV for all to see?" She started her speech ready to see what her audience had to say and do in reply.
 
as written by Tiko

In a country where one's words could get you charged with treason, not many payed Miley much mind. The few that might have agreed with her knew they were the minority and kept their discontent to quite whispers and murmurs behind closed doors and out of the scrutiny of the public - or the police. Volaria wasn't a country well known for its public unrest, but the past few days had been something of a jarring experience for many.

Still, Miley managed to garner the ear of a few individuals from the market place, and a few bodies began to drift towards the large platform, drawn out of a mixture of idle curiosity and outright agreement. For the moment anyways, the market place remained clear of law enforcement, or the tell-tale uniforms of Avantia's Royal Guard.
 
as written by SlightlyIrregular

People were coming closer and that is exactly what she wanted. Whether it was out of curiosity or not, she didn't care. She just wanted people hearing her and talking about what she was saying. Once people started to think, more would join.

"They butchered that man! Did they give the body back to the family? Does his family even know what happened or did they have to watch their son, brother, father die in front of everyone here? Did he even commit the crime that he was persecuted of? Do any of you know?"

Miley watched a few more people gather. "These are the answers I want to know. I know that it isn't good form to stand up on this stage and speak out against the royals but what happens when someone else comes up here to be beheaded? Are we just going to stand around and let that be done and watch it again? Are we going to forget the law and just ignore justice?"
 
as written by Tiko

"And where did the law get that girl?" a man called out. "Where did she get her justice?"

His words drew more attention, and people were beginning to pay the matter more mind.

"I'll tell you where she got it," he continued. "She got it right here, on that platform when that man's head rolled. How many other women did he take? How many who will have seen his execution and know justice was done."

There were mutterings of agreement.
 
as written by Cream

"How do you know that he was the one that did the crime?" She answered. "I'm not against what happened to Shanthi. I'm sorry that it happened. It was a terrible thing to happen to her. But was he the one that cut off her wings? Was he the one that did all this? How did they know?"

She paused. "Maybe he did take those women. Maybe he did hurt people. But did he get the fair trial. Shouldn't he get that right and then be passed judgement? Wouldn't it be better for him to suffer in prison? But what if they had the wrong person? What then?"

She asked. "What about his justice? What happens when someone else commits a crime? Are they going to be passed judgement straight to a beheading? What happens if it's your relative next time?" Miley looked at everyone.

"Maybe that man deserved to die, maybe he didn't. But what right did Avantia have to do it without giving him a fair trial. He didn't even know he was going to die until that hood was removed. He begged them both for forgiveness. He begged everyone!" She frowned. "Has Volaria become a nation uncaring and heartless?"
 
as written by Tiko

There was a trickle of unrest working its way through the crowd, murmurs of talk as people debated among themselves at the base of the platform where Miley stood. There were growing signs of agitation and angry gestures as people argued back and forth, and more began to gather to see what the commotion was about. Of course, with such a large group of people congregating at a focal point of unrest, it was only a matter of time before the police took note of it.

From the crowd two locals joined Miley upon the platform, adding their voices to her own. It felt good to speak out, empowering even. The vigor of the trio upon the stage was infectious, but the love of the Volarian people for their Matriarch was strong. The anger that was permeating the crowd was not towards Avantia, but rather for those who spoke out against her on the platform.

People were shouting back and forth now, and tempers were inflamed.
 
as written by Cream

It could be seen in Miley's eyes that she was loving the unrest. It didn't matter whether they were against her or not. Two other people had joined her on stage to speak against Avantia and what had happened. That was a start. People would be talking about this. People would be talking about her, talking about her questions, talking about the motives behind the brutality and that's exactly what she wanted.

It's what she needed.

"I get that Shanthi needed justice. But doesn't everyone need to find justice with the right people? Was that man the one that cut off her wings and caused her that humiliation? Did it really need to be aired on tv? That man might have been the cause of what happened, but what I'm saying is that it has to be done fairly and what happened that day was not fair."

People were angry and tempers were started to cause trouble, but Miley wanted it. Her plan was working and in action.
 
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