(Pre-Show) The Barracks

[Gilgamesh]

Gilgamesh stormed away from the pathetic mongrel that dared to mock him. Blood rushed to his face and a wave of anger and rage flushed the King. How dare that pig treat him like that?! Oh he would teach them all to respect the true King of the Dunes.

The Camera beaming on the frustrated King slowly turned away and for once, the King was on dead air. His eyebrow raised but he thought nothing of it. Electricity courses through the King's veins. His every muscle in his body was on edge and constantly pulsating with the electricity. His eyes were melting out of their sockets and he could feel his brain steam and fry up like an egg. His teeth clenched and his fist pounding onto the floor with absolute pain, the King felt hopeless. All of a sudden, relief. The current stopped and he breathed a sigh of relief for the moment of relaxation.

Footsteps came closer and closer and closer as his eyelids grew heavier and heavier. The light penetrating his eyelids stopped and Gilgamesh peeked his eye open to see his favorite person in the world. Karl Jak. A strong kick to the gut sent the King flying and pain shot up his spine as his ass connected to the wall. He groaned in pain as the same footsteps grew closer. He grabbed the King by the hair and pulled him up off the floor and looked pathetically at him struggling and reaching for the man's hands. How dare he take advantage of the King's forced weakness? Gilgamesh bared his teeth as the man which relieved a blunt smile. Karl tossed the man to the floor and the painful bouncing of gold armor echoed through the hallway.

"Don't think I didn't see that smile! The whole world saw that and now your rivalry might not be as believable as before." Karl's face turned into a scowl as he went on, "You need to make it believable or else." Karl kneeled down and took a piece of gum on his mouth and forcefully embedded it into the King's chestplate. "Oh and I just wanted to see the expression in your face." His smile returned while Gilgamesh just laid there, attempting to breathe steadily. Karl stood back up and took his phone out mumbling, "Electrocution setting number 6 non-lethal." His glanced and the weakened King on the floor before walking away, "Be good."

The King raised his body off of the ground, leaning on his arms. His body was weakened and he could barely speak. "You're a monster!

Karl turned his head and smiled, "Bitch I'm Fabulous."

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Insert Multiple Gilgamesh Appearances here

Gilgamesh felt queasy, all these people continued to be free but he was chained like an animal. The pathetic lot treating him like some second-rate King?! He needed to show them all...his face glowered.ly walked into the main lobby, his face searching for Crona...or some other hopeless sap that looked like a loyal follower. He continued to search for one but instead he found an intriguing looking fellow who sat next to...what's his name again? Gilgamesh pondered to remember but it escaped his mind but only remembered his defiance of his right to rule and his threaten to destroy Gilgamesh. He shrugged it off, no big deal.

Gilgamesh casually walked to the group and he heard the plebs voice speak, "Speak of the Devil." His hands sparked to life with energy before the King raised his hand to silence the man. He turned to him, "If you manage to impress me here I shall give you a chance." The man was speechless and confused at the sudden change of mood in the King from his last visit.

"You...you intrigue me. You look trustworthy and reliable. Would you like to join me, King Gilgamesh, and my Kingdom to fend off the empire? Of course we'd need to win here in order to gain any real power and notoriety." His eyes gleamed with power and curiosity and he leaned in towards the boy.

"I'd love too, your grace... but I swore sacred vows back home play no part in the politics of the realm." The man maintained to be respectful and this was what Gilgamesh saw in the boy. Now only if he succumbed to his will. The King smiled before going on.

"Have you not been wronged by the Empire? My best man has been forced by the empire to become a bounty hunter of the innocent, I believe his name was Crona. However, I suppose if you do not want to serve the True King then I shall take my leave." The King began to feign to walk away and waved a cute wave before the man reached out for him.

Gilgamesh stopped in his tracks and turned around. His eyes widened a bit, his expression changing as he'd change his mind. "No, wait, sire... This Crona you have; I know of him. He and I, we travelled into Corucsant together. The two of us were taken captive at the Empire's whimsy." He paused "If Crona... if he is really with you..." he'd chuckle faintly "I would lend you my sword, your grace, but I have appeared to have lost it. I would hope my mind and my bare hands would suffice you, at least." His eyes intently looked at the King, anxiously waiting for a response.

An evil grin appeared on his face, "Perfect."