Oliver stealthily moved to the side of the woods as the gunshots continued. He was careful so as to avoid detection by the women. The women placed themselves in strategic positions as they fired at the shadows, and as Oliver crept, they did not notice him at first.Oliver slowly positioned himself beside a tree. He pointed his gun and aimed for Ivana. She was busy raining down bullets on Oliver's car that she did not see hum. Then, he shot.But Ivana moved briefly, making the bullet to Pierce her shoulder instead. She screamed as blood poured out of the wound and she dragged herself on the ground before she opened fire on Oliver.Oliver hid behind a tree as the bullets ransacked the woods. He waited for his moment, using Ivana's screams and tears as a guide. She kept shooting until her gun ran out of bullets.Then Oliver began again. He kept shooting, taking out so many of the women in the process. He shot one in the head, and her blood splashed on Ivana's face. Ivana yelled while dra
The matron paced around the room. She held a glass of wine in her hand as several thoughts raced through her head. Her sister had indeed outdone herself and she was certain she would give her stern discipline. The basis of their family was the belief that women could rule better than men and so the matron saw no reason why Ivy would do something so stupid.She walked towards the Flowers being exposed to the sunlight and sniffled them. They filled her nostrils with so much pleasure. Those particular flowers were capable of producing intoxicating effects in the nervous system and matron was, sadly, addicted to them. She sniffled them again to clear her head."What's taking them so long?" She asked herself as anxiety nearly took a toll on her. Ivana was supposed to be back by then. She did not understand why killing a man could be so difficult for them to do. Ivana was her most fierce soldier. She trusted her abilities."Matron! You have to come here now!" One of her girls screamed. The
"Secure the building!" The matron yelled at her women as they watched her in confusion. Neither of them knew what was going on. She breathed harshly as she tried to get her feet to actually work."What are you doing? Secure the building. Double the security. We have possible Invaders on their way!" The matron yelled again and when the women heard the words, they quickly rushed into action."Secure the gates! Mount defenses! We have a threat coming!" Veronika, the new Captain barked orders at the women. The Matron just watched as the women ran Helter skelter. They quickly armed themselves with guns and took strategic positions."Don't worry matron, no one will get past these gates." Veronika said to the matron who just shuddered as she stepped inside. She quickly went to inhale the special flowers and she took a bottle of wine. She drank directly from the bottle and moaned as the liquid burned her throat. "Oliver...you brat! I'll kill you tonight!" The matron cursed. She drank more of
Ivy walked around her sister's corpse. She sniffled as she gazed into the cold eyes of the fierce woman that she once loved as her only sister. The other female soldiers paid close attention as Ivy proceeded to light a match.The body was placed on a pile of wood. Petrol was poured over the corpse and the women stood a few feet away from the wood. It was the family's belief that a matron should be cremated and the ashes scattered to the wind. They believed that in that sacred practice, the matron would be able to pass it's wisdom to the new one.A boom set the corpse ablaze. Ivy gazed at the burning wood and while she did so, anger filled her spirit. She wanted to kill Oliver so much. Her heart ached from the anger she felt. She stood still and watched the fire ravage the body of the matron and while the flames burned, the women all turned to her and bowed. "We accept you, Ivy, as our matron. We believe that this sacred act will fill you with the wisdom that you need to lead us. We k
A tall man walked into the room. He wore a very expensive velvet suit that made him look like some sort of king. He wore glasses and hada walking stick. The man slowly gazed upon Ivy as he approached, and his presence seemed to bring about some sort of terror to Ivy."It's been a while, Belmont. You look even better than the last time I saw you." Ivy said to him but the man was silent. He just walked closer, took his seat and sighed."Where is her body?" He asked as Ivy poured herself a drink. The man was obviously not the type for useless talk."We cremated her as is our tradition. You know this before now. It could not wait." She said to Belmont who sighed. "Wine?" She asked and he nodded. She poured a glass for him and he swallowed it in one single gulp."Who did it?" He asked her. Ivy slowly settled her cup on the table. She looked him in the eye."Oliver Lionheart." She responded."Oliver Lionheart? Why does that make sound familiar?" The man asked."Probably because you knew his
Minerva coughed as Oliver walked into the room. She was sitting beside Marv, and he had his arms wrapped around her. Mia sat at the side of the room, and she gazed at Oliver as he took his seat."So, what now? Is it over?" Mia asked. She was unasy, everyone could tell. "We did not really achieve anything in our trip, and as far as I can tell, I think we might have a fully blown war soon." She added and Stefano sighed."There will be no war. I understand that we are in a tight spot at the moment, but we must not give up. Everything will fall into place. I know it will." Oliver said, but Stefano laughed out loud. Oliver turned his gaze to him and frowned at Stefano's behavior."Is anything funny?" He asked Stefano who managed to stop himself from laughing."Yes, everything is funny. You are funny. I don't know how you manage to do but your optimism might be the very thing that kills you." Stefano said to him. Marv instantly got alarmed, and Minerva placed her hand on his lap to calm him
Pascal typed furiously on his laptop. He was already getting things ready for the big day tomorrow. He knew that arresting Oliver Lionheart would probably be the breakthrough he had been looking for in his career, and so he was not going to fuck it up.But why had Mia refuse to listen to him? Why did she decide to ally herself with someone like Oliver Lionheart? He just could not understand the reason why she would refuse to obey him. All he wanted was for her to be safe. Pascal quickly rounded up what he was doing. The weirdo of a partner he now had did not show up to work. He didn't ask. He had too much on his plate as it was.Pascal's phone rang afterward. It was Mia calling."I thought you would never speak to me again." He said to her and heard her sigh."You are my best friend. I'd die if I did not talk to you. Are you free?" She asked him."Was just about to get lunch. Maybe you can step out of that house and meet me at Brigs?" He asked her."Yeah sure. I'd like that. See you i
Oliver paced around the room. Time was no longer on his side and he knew. His brain tried to process a lot of details, but the more he thought about it, the more it all seemed dim. He sighed and sank into a chair. Perhaps it was time to use blunt Force. Oliver had tired to be reasonable, but reason was far from what was happening. If he wanted a way out, he had to find people willing to join him in his expedition. The shadows were always on his side. He knew they could not betray him. No matter what happens, he had to resist arrest.As Oliver was still deep in thoughts, the door opened. Stefano walked into the room with the usual stride and awkwardness."Look, I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier. We are all worked up. You know how these things are. I would really love it if we were to put it behind us," Stefano apologized. Oliver just sighed."That's your fucking business, Stefano. I do not have time to entertain you right now. If you are here to waste my time, you'd better leave,"