[ WP ] You 've just been found guilty of murdering the man who killed your pet cat . Make your final statement to the judge - who can sentence you to time served or the death penalty .

Judge Guilherme Dias looked nothing like his name. He was paler than the back of a snow bank. His hair was blonde basket woven with grey highlights. His fingers were froglike, tipped with bulbous nails. 
 
 When he spoke, it was like wind through a field of grass. It drifted and made Akila very tired. She did n't want to be here and she certainly did n't think she needed a judge to tell her how the story would end. She rested her head on the table, letting the lawyer do the speaking for her. Unlike Lord Albino, Isabelle Weston listened to the people who spoke to her. 
 
 Weston was a woman of far more class than the pathetic judge would ever have. Still, Akila kept her mouth locked and let her mind wonder. She knew why she was here, but she still could not comprehend how cruel people could be. 
 
 Bor Hunting *was dead* and Akila had never denied she killed him. She just never admitted how. He was dead, his blood on her hands, and Akila remained silent on the how. She gave the why. *He killed Maci. * 
 
 She gave the reasoning, the facts, but she never told them how he ended up sliced and diced like a ham on the side of the road. She had remained where she was, sitting in a pool of her enemies blood. It still remained a mystery. 
 
 Weston touched her shoulder. They had a private judging. Akila admitted to everything, why would she need her peers to tell her she was guilty. Not that Akila felt guilty. Hunting was a terrible man and he deserved to be hunted down like the piss bag he was. Still, Akila looked up at the Albino Asshole and let a smile curl her lips. 
 
 `` You called, Judge?'' Akila waved. 
 
 The mockery did not go over his head. *Clever girl. * 
 
 `` You do know why you are here, so what do you have to say for yourself?'' 
 
 `` That I am glad he is dead and do n't really care what you do with me.''
