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Gabriel silently nodded, clenching his fists as he agreed with the Argonian. How could he be related to such a cruel person?

"And now..." The Captain said with a shrug, hoisting up Jude and placing him on his knees, "You will face the same pain I did...Suffer the same fate I suffered! And know, that you and only you are to blame for this. For their suffering, for my suffering, for your brothers and sisters-in-arms' suffering!"

...

The more you try to change things, the more history repeats itself...

''He deserved a better life. Fighting a cause worth dying for, living a life worth living. How did this happen to you, Gabe? Turning from that path to fallacy...''

''It doesn't matter now... The Gabriel I knew died long ago - replaced by a revenant of his former self...''

Now I will get my vengance...

*

Years ago...

After the events of the breakout, life had changed considerably for the soldiers.The leading officers were killed in the fight, and thus replaced by newer - and downright inexperienced - men. Many auxilaries had been killed during that fight, and the only ones who remained relatively unharmed were the prisoners.

However, the ones who were affected the most were the traitors who had caused the breakout and failed to escape. The tortures they were put through killed most, if not everyone else, bar Edward and a very familiar Redguard... The two, now locked up, sat facing each other - waiting for their immediate and sudden deaths.

"Hey... Ed?" Armiel spoke up, continuing to look down at the floor, "I'm...sorry about Gabe."

The Breton glared at his fellow prisoner for a few seconds before glancing back down. How could his nephew - his own fucking nephew - leave him and his allies behind, letting them face the wrath of their capturers. Edward had to watch his own men be burnt to a crisp, their faces unrecognizeable after the torture...

"How could he have done this to us..." He muttered quietly, "We trusted him with our lives, and he stabbed us in the back..." Before the conversation could continue any longer, one of the captors unlocked the door - his clanking boots realising his position long before they could stop their conversation.

"Finally the day to die?"

" 'Fraid not. Seems the officers have other plans for you." The legionnaire replied, "Same with the Redguard."

That was the last thing Edward could remember as he was taken away, unaware of the upcoming mutilation...