5 Not worth the effor (2/2)

Lazar then decided to finally get up from his seat to see what was causing so much agitation.

He wasn't disappointed because he had just discovered an opportunity.

He was one of the only people crazy enough to see an opportunity when seeing a monster eating the head of an unlucky guy through the window of a car.

He waited until he was far enough according to him before going to ask the driver something.

”Old man.”

He was focused on the road and half paying attention to what Lazar was telling him.

”Yes ?”

”Stop the bus, I'm going to get off.”

”Of course. Wait, what the f*** are you saying?!”

All the passengers were paying attention to what was said now. After all, they believed they were dependent on Lazar's actions now.

”I said that I wanted you to let me get my stuff, I'm going to leave on my side.”

The passengers were upset by what they had just heard but it was nothing compared to the driver.

In no case a soldier should abandon civilians in need of help and that's exactly what Lazar was doing.

If he could get up from his chair to punch Lazar, he would.

”I saw your tattoo! You're supposed to be a fucking Navy Seal! Not a coward! For what reason can you justify abandoning civilians?!”

The indignation also won over the passengers, the one they took for their leader was leaving them after all.

But although it wouldn't have changed anything, they didn't show him with the right words that they needed him.

”You're a soldier and you're not even going to honor the oath you made to protect civilians! You're a shame for our country!”

”My daughter is only 6 years old, son of a bitch!”

'They act as if my help was granted to them just because I'm a soldier. These ungrateful bastards quickly forgot that I had saved their lives just a few minutes ago.'

You had to realize the mood in which Lazar was to understand the words he uttered right after.

He had just saved these people, his adoptive mother had just died and the driver hadn't even started yet to slow down.

”Shut the fuck up! All of you!”

The brief sight of this usually calm boy getting mad was enough to silence them all.

He turned to the passengers and spoke to them with a calm voice that didn't hide a growing hostility.

”So this is it? This is all the respect I deserve after saving your asses. Each of you may be afraid, but if you aren't already dead it's thanks to me. Put that in your fucking heads. If I had been even a few seconds slower to warn you, then these monsters would be playing with your guts right now and I don't know if they would have made a distinction for your daughter...

'The daughter of the woman who insulted Lazar started to cry.'

He then turned to the driver.

...To answer your question old shit, I have been a Navy Seal for barely 24 hours now...

He addressed everyone now.

...You aren't the only ones having people you care about and I will abandon you no matter what the circumstances are for them. Don't try to make me believe that this isn't the case for each of you, you wouldn't even have the balls to fight against these things for the vast majority.”

As a farewell gift, he gave them one last indication not because he thought these bastards deserved it, but because the door to take his bag is far and he wants to avoid them leaving with it as soon as he passes the front door.

”Your situation is as follows. You have a bus that can take you anywhere 400 miles around with the fuel you have left. You're all alive, think two minutes and you will find what to do. So don't piss me off and let me go!”

Before he had even finished speaking the bus had stopped.

The front door and the luggage door were already open too.

He realized that no one dared to look him in the eyes anymore.

So he left without adding anything.

...........................

A heavy silence reigned in the bus since Lazar's departure.

The driver's thoughts reflected those of many of the passengers.

'I feel like shit now.'

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Lazar had moved on.

He had returned to the gas station and had the good surprise to see that his prey was still there eating.

He dropped his bag and the sheath of his blade on the ground to attract the attention of the beast, it was useless to be discreet.

He recognized the thing in front of him thanks to memories of an illustrated books on beasts from different mythologies and folklores.

He knew that it had smell him for a while and that it was surely pretending not to know he was there so that he would make the mistake of approaching it with the idea that it hadn't noticed him.

This thing was described in his book as being fast, vicious and cruel.

Yet Lazar was confident in his victory and he needed to smash something anyway.

This beast will be his first victim he didn't doubt it.