The Savagers Revolution

Chapter 12

Moryhate mine smugglers

Back at the mine of Moryhate, Denver smbusiness have been thriving, living in a way that is so uncommon to the savages and for all to see and know who is the boss of the maryhate mines 

“We are having a bit of a difficulty” said one on the savage workers “About three of the runners sent for delivery have yet to return and it have been a bit long since they left for it” 

Denver looked surprised,that had nevered happened before, the highest was about one or two runner going missing and there had been a reason for that

Either the path they were sent through was a dangerous and volatile zone or the period was one where things were getting bad, increase in crime rate all across the mines 

“Since when was they sent for this delivery” Denver asked the packager who had brought the appalling message to him, getting furious that someone would have the audacity to tamper with his business 

“Send Slimad and Harrad to go search for them quickly, but carefully, they may have been caught by the mine guard and we don't want them linked back to us, do we?” a question that was in no expectation of an answer 

“Yeah, Slimad had already went out a while ago and am sure be most have gotten to either one of them by now” he informed Denver, the self acclaimed chief of Moryhate mines 

“Then send Harrad out there too, do I have to say it again?!!” he shouted at the same packager who brought him the news

“And tell him to know his approach on seeing the missing runners, and if they have already been compromised, then I want him to eliminate them before they lead them straight to us ”

With this the packager went out to deliver the instructions given to him by his savage master

Slimad was confused on the state he found himself in, he has been moving round the route where the savage runners have been given the package and sent to follow through but he seemed not to find any of them

Purposely delaying on checking the spot where the delivery was to be done in order to avoid trampling on their smuggling network integrity and trust

Checking the spot where the item was to be delivery in was like openly announcing to the savages who are for the disbursing of the flaurixe directly to the mine guard directly part of the smuggling business

The savagers at the end of the chain process in the smuggling activities who's work is to get in contact with the mine guard and disburse the packages of flaurixe to the right ones are known to be working on the most dangerous side on the transactions

They were easily profiled by the mine guards who don't want to have any affiliation with the smuggling activities and follow the normal operations of persecution of the defaulter which is to hold b*****e the savage until the full process is carried out, which most often results in the death of the savage

“Hey, did you see a hand burnt teen with a flair up clothes, carrying a load about this size ” he said pointing to one of the unpacked goods of the open store trader

"I didn't see any low life pass here, now you can be on your way and don't cause me any trouble" the trader replied him, after realising that he was definitely one of the henchmen of Denver who commits all kinds of atrocities

"Hey Slimad" he heard he's name being called, as the arguments between him and the savage trader was getting heated up

Looking round to fish out the person who called at him, knowing that he or she must be a member of Denver smuggling system to be able to know his name

Then he set his eyes on Harrad and confirmed his fellow savage warrior, "where have you been, I can't seem to find any of the runner since I set out to the field to find them

"Yes that's also why I am here, chief Denver was informed on the situation and is now getting upset and impatient" Harrad explained to Slimad

“We were also ordered to keep our distance and eliminate the runners if they were already compromised so you got to be careful on how you go about things”

“I have a feeling that would be the case” Slimad added to Harrad statement "there haven't been any signs of them since I got around here Nd that is heavily suspicious

“i have gone round here since I was dispatched to carry out this duty looking through the different tunnels and cell patches but to no results”

“i have also had to ask the traders and passing by individuals on the matter beforehand, though avoiding the delivery spot because that may be a tray” Slimad had been explaining to his fellow savage warrior as they went on to with the search for the runners

“You mean you haven't checked the delivery spot since then” Harrad asked looking silly, and tasty

“Then that is where we should go next then, we may as well prepare for a big fight on reaching there, I don't think we are going to find anything nice in our destination” Harrad said as he licked his touch getting more tasty for blood

So they went with the heads down in disguise, hoods and cloak on as they navigate through the tunnels and cells in search for the delivery points

“What's the news as of now?” Denver shouted to his savage group who must have been called for their meeting a while ago on behalf of the situation at hand 

“Chief Denver your Supreme, We think there has been… a.… a ...swapping on our people, they want to ....eh... eh…. knack us off, seeing our moving they are jealousy of us” one of the 

Denver was vexed by this nerve racking speech by one of his minions who was obviously lacking in communication skills

 What calmed him down and even allowing the speech to keep through was how the irrelevant minions started the speech 'Chief Denver your supreme', that gave him a lot of joy

“Have any information being received from Silmad or Harrad?, it's been a while now I will love to hear a suitable news on my runners and the flaurixe ore they went with”

“The would cause for disrespect which I have always try to limit from among the mine guards making them think that they can take over my power in this mines, they must be ready for hell if they think so”

“And hell we shall give them!” one of the packager shouted holding his clutched up right hand fist in the air 

On getting to the the cell patch which was assigned for delivery by one of the runners who have gone missing in the early hours of the day

“What are you waiting for, you should enter to see the situation” Slimad urged his counterpart “We don't have all day, go in now and check I will follow you at your back, trust me" he smiled as he said the last phrase,'trust me', a rule in the savage world that shouldn't be followed

“But it looks so quiet over there, I don't think there is anyone inside the cell patch, the.. ”harrad was saying before being cut short by Slimad “lets just go in and have a look” 

What they both feared was being ambushed, which is unsurprisingly a frequent occurrence in the mines performed by blood tasty managers

“We move together” hatred said as he draws his danger out, ready for a fight to the death

On reaching the cell patch meant for the delivery of the flaurixe ore by the early runners who went missing, Harrad on tiptoe carefully used his dagger to gently open the blind which hangs over the entrance of the cell patch while Slimad followed behind gently

Lo and behold Harrad could see a man sitted in a well balanced chair eyes locked with him, and this made Harrad react by going backwards

“What is it” Slimad asked him from behind as they both enter into the cell patch to see who was sitted on the rock made chair and his hostages bound by their hands to the back and faced to the wall, one of them with an injury on the shoulder 

The sitted man who was in a mine guard uniform was so reserved they could have swear that he didn't see them come in, 'he doesn't look like a mine guard ' Slimad thought in his mind

“Who are you, and why interfere with our business” Harrad said with his dagger drawn out, ready for battle but not doing anything rash on seeing the large amount of people this unknown man have in bondage

“Harrad hold on out, he's not an ordinary mine, let's try to talk it out instead of a fight”

“Take me to your chief, Denver” the unknown man in a mine guard uniform said in a commanding tone.