Chapter POV: Robyn Lithgow
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In a white van without a driver, we sped down the road. We were in the final stages of our raid to recover Aki's brother. The hospital where they were being kept only looked old from the outside, inside it was all shiny and bright.
There were about ten ankle biters we rescued, none of them more than maybe thirteen years old. At first I felt bitter about wasting my ti on these bludgers, maybe because I saw myself in them.
I rember crying for hours in the early years of my training. It toughened up, but it was not sothing I wanted to do again. I just learned to accept it, even after all this ti, my Oldies never tried to look for .
'I guess so people have it better than others.' I thought.
After we murdered everyone in the hospital, we were on our way out of the country. Luckily, Bella took care of everything on that end.
When I was with the terrorists, they usually just dropped off on so riverbank or let parachute in. The few tis I had to do all that immigration crap, I almost got killed.
[Bella, Liv here. There is a barricade in front of us, how should we act?]
Ugh, Diggers. This was the worst part of every mission. Getting away. Normally, I would act all sneaky to get away. But right now? I think we could fight our way out.
After all, everyone here was like . I knew that for sure after we returned from Hellsgate.
These Sheilas were like . I thought their strength was limited to the undead, but this trip made realize otherwise. Everyone here was exactly like . Weapons without morals or remorse. It made feel like I sohow belonged.
"Strewth! Can't we just kill them all?" I whinged.
[I hear you Liv, Robyn is right. Everybody listen. I want you to destroy everything in your path. Trinity sent these guys. Lilly shared that Honey sees Trinity as his enemy. So why don't we tell them?] Bella replied.
Trinity? I rember Aki ntioning them. Basically, Trinity made the world a better place, but they were the enemy of the Reapers. While IRIS were the Figjams who screwed up the world for Hellsgate.
If soone else told this, I would say they had kangaroos loose in the top paddock. But sohow we should be barracking for IRIS and screwing with Trinity. I didn't get it either.
[What do you an tell them?] asked the black Italian.
[That we are Trinity's enemy and that we belong to Honey].
Hmm. That I belong to the Wombat? Sohow I felt like I'd never belonged anywhere before. Not when I was covered in blood.
Regardless of whose it was, most of my mories were spent being locked up as punishnt or stalking my targets.
Jo, who was in the vehicle with , suddenly exclaid in high spirits! This slag definitely ate so kind of dicine, there was no way people could be this happy all the ti.
"Ohh! What do we call ourselves then? The Smithets? John's Angels?"
[Actually, I already have a na, and I got the idea from Lilly] Bella replied sheepishly.
[? I don't recall offering any suggestions?]
[Well, it was when you were fighting the Phantoms]
[Bella... I had my microphone muted at the ti. Were you spying on ?]
Ugh, we were on a mission, why were these slaggers constantly talking? During my training I was told to speak only when absolutely necessary. The girls on the other hand were earbashing like they were having a barbie at Ekka.
[Anyway, you said we are the heralds of the coming change.]
[Then, like the Horsen of the Apocalypse, we are the heralds for Husband?]
Maybe it was because I only learned the bare minimum, these slags kept using words I didn't understand. What the hell was an Apocalypse? Was a herald like a bikkie? Could I eat it?
[Yes, we are his heralds, but we will call ourselves Sirens instead. Aki should be included, we will be called the Seven Sirens].
[Seven Sirens. Clever. Dear cleared seven Dirge sirens last night. That would definitely be his calling card. I like it. Very well.
I, Lilly Browning, concur. All in favor say aye].
Josephine then tapped on the arm and said softly.
"Say aye if you agree."
"Aye? Why aye? Is that so kind of Seppo slang?"
"Arican? No, I think the English invented the use of aye."
"Fuck dead," I cursed in annoyance.
Both Jo and I agreed with whatever they were talking about. I didn't even bother to ask what I was. We were sent here for a mission. Nothing else mattered.
[All right! Sirens! For our first mission! Send a ssage to Trinity! Change is coming! And we are the ones to proclaim it!]
[ROGER!]
Sohow, I felt an extre bloodlust coming from the blonde Italian with . The ankle biters probably felt it too, as Jo smiled madly while fiddling with so cases.
[Then, as the vanguard of the Seven Sirens, let have the honor of the first blow! Bella, increase the speed of this carriage to the limit! {Withstand}! {Endure}! {Block}! ] Liv declared in a boisterous voice.
[HAHAHA! I love it! Call Minerva! Give them hell, Freyja!]
"Minerva, please send the children to a safe place. I will be leaving as well."
[Roger that, Vela.]
Huh? We suddenly have call signs? What should I use? Should I call myself Rhiannon? Before I could answer, I saw the car in front of us speed up as if its freckle was on fire.
'Oy! Weren't three of the ankle biters with Liv?'
Before I could blink, Liv's car crushed the Digger barricade. I tried to move forward, but our car suddenly accelerated as well.
"Oy! Bella! What the hell is going on?"
[Call Minerva, Rhiannon to make it simpler, annihilate everyone with a weapon].
Hmm. That made things a whole lot easier. I wanted to fight, I didn't know I was going to get my wish.
Knowing what had to be done made things less complicated. I was a weapon. I didn't like to think, but when I was given an order, I would do my all to fulfill it.
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