Chapter Title: The Games Finally Begins
Notice..
This is a work of fiction. It should be noted that event and characters are not real so if some situation and statement feel real then it all purely coincidental .
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" And where do you think you are going" hearing this, the two men remained still for a split second then turned to flee once more. But she was faster.
A dagger whistled through the air burying itself into one man's shoulder, he crumpled with a scream. The other spun with gun shaking in his hand. "Don't come any closer! I'll shoot!" He said, clearly shakened by the turn of events.
But she didn't even blink at his threat. He fired but Annalisa was able to swiftly dodged the bullet, the he fired another but before the bullet could get to her she was gone, like smoke in the wind.
Stunned, the armed man became alert holding his weapon firm and vigilant. But although prepared he couldn't evade her attack, she reappeared behind him, and with one clean stroke her blade pierced his spine making him choke on blood and dropped to his kness then collapsing to the floor.
The last man crawled, gasping but she only watch him with disdain. She watched him like a predator eying his prey and stepped over him, cold and unmerciful.
"Why?" she asked.
But he refused to answer and without warning she stabbed her sword into his shoulder making him cry out in pain, the pain made his body shoke uncontrollably.
"Why!" Questioning once more again but sharper this time, been unable to bare the pain he gave in.
" It's the Dark Council," he gasped, struggling to speak but he had to.
"We were tasked to bring you... her... and Lady Laurel... dead or alive," stammering as he spoke, he pointed weakly toward the corpse of her twin then continued.
"We thought it'd be easier to take you all in alive, but... it all went wrong when you started killing..."
He waited calmly to her response after he had finished what he was asked to say. As he began to silently pray for her to show him mercy although he knew mercy was far from what he was going to get but he still held onto that strand of hope he had but she had no mercy for him.
After all the guilty don't know their mistake on till it's their turn to taste their fruit of their labour.
Smirking as she raised her sword and murmured " Send my regards to Hades " the man's eye widened his eyes in shock.
What scared him was when he could actually feel the amount force she used when he felt the rush of wind pass his face. But before he could think, his head was off his neck.
She stood over the carnage, her face blank and she emotionless looking down at her handiwork. Her eyes fixed on the bodies beneath and the silence was heavy, but it was broken only by the soft hum of her cellphone as she pulled it out and dialed.
The voice on the other end was rushed, tight with panic. "Anna! Where are you? Are you hurt?" She didn't answer right away. But voice when it came, was too calm.
"Main hall."
Almost instantly, the doors burst open. Damien rushed in but froze at the sight of what he saw in the hall.The blood, the bodies, but it was the sight of Annalisa's twin lying still on the ground that shattered him. His breath caught in his throat.
Although he did know her all that well, he still knew how important she was to Annalisa. Without thinking, he ran to her pulling her into his arms and cradled her head against his chest.
"It's okay," he whispered. "Let it out, Anna. Just let it all out." And she did, all the bottled up sadness in her chest came out uncontrollably, she teared up in his arms, when she raised her eyes to see the corpse of he twin and she couldn't stop.
The tears hit before she could stop them, pouring from her like a storm breaking free.
Her sobs made her whole body shook "Damien why did they do this, what did she do to deserve this... Why me " she sobbed.
Damien didn't answer because he knew there were no words for grief.
All he could do was hold her while she shattered. He allowed her because he knew she need it.
Minutes passed before she could pull away, wiping her face with the back of her hand.
"Sorry," she murmured. She moved to the stairway and sat down slowly and Damien followed, watching her carefully.
"Now what?" he asked, his voice softer this time. For a while she said nothing. Her eyes were just fixed ahead, distant and unreadable.
Then she turned her head meeting his gaze, and smiled but it was not kindly.
"Now?" she spoke her voice edged with steel.
"Now… I return the favor."
Then stood as she continued to speak."They wanted war right."she chuckled
"They'll get it."
Damien didn't interrupt her. He let her speak, letting her burn. But deep inside he knew, he wasn't going to let her do this alone.
But still, he said nothing. The silence stretched between them like a held breath.
"Anna… but for now, let's leave," Damien finally said, standing beside her. He noticed her gaze fixed in the distance. Her gaze was sharp, unwavering that he couldn't tell what had caught her attention.
"I'm not leaving," she replied coolly, her eyes never leaving the spot.
"Anna...listen. They'll come back to confirm the mission. Backup is probably already on the way." His voice was urgent, pleading. But Annalisa didn't flinch at the thought of them coming.
"I know." Annalisa finally looked at him and smirked. Then she leaned pressing a shallow kiss to his forehead, it was gentle but final.
With that she turned away from him and walked steadily toward the main gate, her fingers twitching with thrilling anticipation at the thought of them coming.
"They're already here," she said, raising her hands into the air as an act of surrendering
And Damien's heart dropped, it was as if he knew what she was going to do next and he refuse to accept it.
"What the hell are you doing?" he barked furiously, refusing to believe what had just crossed his thoughts.
She didn't answer right away. Just gave him a wink playful over her shoulder.
Before speaking"Why should I hide…" her voice was calm, dangerous,
"…when the game's already begun?"
To Be Continued...