Chapter 34 — Her Bid To Die
Susan impaled a follower of Chadwick on a pike while Vivian and Janice watched. Dena was setting some bodies on fire, and Hannah moved to decapitate the heads of a few men sitting by the corner.
With brute force, Susan tossed a man against the wall. Before his back could collide with it, she dreadfully aimed two rods for his shoulder blades. They passed through, spilling blood, and pinned him against the wall.
The man wailed in pain, Susan walked up to him.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do this,” Susan said, stopping before the man. “Now, I’ll like to know what you know. Rumor has it you’ve found a way to hide certain things from me. I need to know how.”
“He was here,” the man said. “His representative. He said the chant would work against you, and we tried. We tried. Some said he was from the Red Haux. I don’t know how true that was. Seems they have something on you, though. They said—”
Janice moved with the speed of light and decapitated the man.
Susan exhaled at the headless body, she turned to face her sister, Janice.” What did you do that for?”
Janice looked at her. “He was about to sow the seed of fear. And you would have run with it.”
“You don’t know that?”
“I agree with Janice,” Vivian said.
Susan backed the body. “Do I look frightened?”
“You’ve been having nightmares sister. Nightmares about whatever these things are. Hell, I haven’t seen them before. What if they are working with Chadwick? That’s something else to worry about. Not to mention beneath the blood sea, mother is beginning to have issues with the lines of powers. And such, as you well know needs to be dealt with on time, else, they would never learn. She’s requesting for us.”
Susan walked past her sister. She looked at the pitiful, unfortunate souls around her, oh, how lost they were, she thought.
“Tell her to call me if she needs me,” Susan said, and paused her footsteps before Vivian.
“Of course, she would send for you if this is more than she can handle. You know mother and how much she values you. You are the strength of the blood sea. Our most treasured warrior.”
Susan faced Vivian.
“Promise me you’ll find the last of these souls, and teach them a lesson,” Vivian added.
Susan smiled. “I don’t have to make such promises to you. You know how much I like to kill.”
Vivian nodded. “And you’re doing great with self-control. Learn that, and before this conflict is over, we’ll either send for you to end it for us, or we’ll just end it if we’re capable, and join you.”
Susan nodded, and hugged Vivian. Then she looked at Janice who came closer, and she hugged her.
“Make sure to have a great time without me,” Susan said, and broke the hug. “I love you both.”
“We love you too,” Vivian said, and red crystal armor appeared on her body.
Dark crystal armor graced Janice’s body, both sets of armor gleaming.
Dena and Hannah were now watching, both unable to take their eyes off Vivian and Janice.
“We’ll be back,” Vivian said, her eyes turning to lava.
Janice’s eyes turned to blood.
“See you soon,” Susan said.
Two large bolts of lightning tore in the roof and struck Vivian and Janice, then it took them into the clouds.
Susan moved with the speed of light through the room, the heads of Chadwick’s followers left alive rolled off. She turned to Dena and Hannah.
“One last hunt, huh?” Hannah asked.
“It was fun doing something with my sisters, after all,” Susan said.
They walked out of the building and into the sunlight, Dena stretched forth her hands. A wind attacked the buildings and trees around the house they had just walked out from. Buildings crumbled, trees were uprooted, the ground shook.
“There would be no place for them to hide,” Susan said.
The house behind them crumbled, Susan, Dena, and Hannah vanished.
***
Elvis was sitting in his office reviewing something on the screen of his monitor when he sensed a presence with the aura of death. He looked around his office but saw nothing.
The chair across his desk made a sound, he looked at it to see Susan comfortably seated.
Elvis exhaled in fright.
“Seems you were holding your breath,” Susan said.
“Yeah. Hell, yes, I was. Stopped doing that.”
Susan frowned.
“Sorry,” he said.
“Reports,” she said.
“The government is talking about a set of humans who have been living under our noses for a while, now.”
“What set of humans?”
“Your kind of humans. They say their hearts are made of stones. They say they are spiritless spirits. Lacking emotions. Not born, but built to kill. They seek to end them.”
Susan sighed and leaned back against her chair.
“What do you know about this?” Elvis asked.
“Everything,” Susan said. “I know that wherever humans see us act, when we leave, humans are automatically bound to forget. It’s like we leave spirits behind to clean up after us. Even cameras don’t record us. They may, but when we leave, all traces of us are gone. If your government somehow found a way to remember, then a bloodstone didn’t want them to forget.”
“You mean what you did to me, and why I can’t forget?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said.
“But who has the guts to do such a thing?”
Susan smiled. “Naturally, no bloodstone is more powerful than me. Save for my mother, of course. But that’s debatable now that I have the power of Eleanor.”
“Who’s Eleanor?”
“That’s a story for another day. The point is, I willed them to remember.”
“You? Why? Humans knowing your secret is dangerous.”
“I know. They are very smart. And me providing them that knowledge is so that they can achieve one simple goal.”
“And what’s that?”
“To kill me,” Susan said. “After all, that’s why I created the trouble with the lines of powers so they could wage war with the bloodstones. It was a rather effective means to distract my mother, sisters, and the rest of the bloodstones. I just seek certainty that I can die, and when I have such a weapon in hand, I would be able to end this consuming love and rage welling up in me. After all, what’s the saying, everything has a weakness.” She smiled.