Once, there was a young boy named Bonnie, who lived in his small village. He was always honest and worked hard for a kind man called Paul. Paul also had an assistant, known as Mr. Vines. Mr. Vines was not like his fellow worker and employee. He was cruel, vain and wanted Paul’s job.
One night, while Paul was sleeping, Mr. Vines crept into his room and murdered him in his sleep. He kidnapped Bonnie and strapped him to a table which slowly pulled his arms and legs apart, as well as gagging him so nobody could hear the poor boy’s screams.
The next day, the Goddess of Justice, Rhea, transformed herself into an old man to confront Mr. Vines about his crimes.
Rhea opened the creaky door, alerting Mr. Vines who yelled, “Who’s there? What are you doing here?!” …show more content…
Rhea took in a deep breath before answering “I am just an old man from the village, you have no need to fear m-”
Mr. Vines scoffed, interrupting Rhea “Psh, there is no reason to fear an old and useless man.”
The ignorance and vanity of the man was slowly making Rhea’s face turn red. Her eyes grew steely as she glared at the man.
“I’ll give you one more chance to redeem yourself from the crimes you committed.”
Mr. Vines interrupted once more, face also red and sweat rolling down his brow.
“You know nothing old man! You who stormed in here like you own the place. How dare you!”
These words pushed Rhea over the edge, who went into a furious rage, grabbing the nearest item she could find and throwing it at Mr. Vines head with all her might.
Mr. Vines face turned cold as ice as he slowly took his last breath, Rhea’s identity unleashed upon him.
Rhea calmed herself before hurrying out of the house as fast as she could. She knew it was too