The Sirens. Part 2
I slowly stepped aside opening the door to the appartment. G'rr and Jack was inside their faces blank and scared. The operative stepped past me into the apartment letting the Termination warrant fall to the ground with a smile. I stared at it for a very long time and I could feel Blues eyes on me, I think he was shaking.
After a while the operative came back out. He closed the door and looked at me, then he asked if there was a problem. I was having a hard time answering since the termination warrant was laughing at me from the ground. He told us that if we cleaned up our end of this, he'd clean up his. I just nodded picked the termination varrant up and watched him leave. With a look I told Blue that he couldn't tell the others about this, and we left the apartment with G'rr and Jack.
I went home and took Blue with me. I asked the rest of the team to just let me think for a while I'd contact them when I knew what to do. I'd been looking at the ceiling in my flat for about an hour when the phone rang. It was Sissal and she was hysterical, I couldn't make out what she was saying - only something about Diane and suicide. Blue and I hurried to her place and she let us in, she'd been crying and she was only wearing a thin nightgown. She dragged me to the bedroom where she showed me footage, from the surveilance camera, in Dianes appartment... She pointed to pictures of Diane getting her throat slit by the big Operative who'd asked us to clean up. I didn't really know what to say, but Sissal looked at me with tears in her eyes and said "Look Phoenix, She killed herself. She killed herself and left me alone." She threw herself in my arms and I held her while Blue played the tape again. I cursed the operative for not making sure there was no surveillance in the area. And I cursed myself for taking this assignment. Sissal was heartbroken and as I sat with her, hugging her tight she told me how Diane and her had lived eachothers lives and had used men of power for their own perverted pleasure. They had discovered a drug that made people more willing to do what they were told and they had fed it to their husbands making them kill themselves. They had slept with almost everyone in the building, had made people slaves of their own desires and controlled many high ranking people. I could feel she was trying to make me do something, and I couldn't really fight it. She begged me to take Dianes place, begged me to be her friend and I knew that if I really listened to her I would do as she asked.
For the first time since we entered the bedroom I looked at Blue. His hand was resting on the computer and he was looking at me with the saddest expression I've ever seen. I sobbed for I knew what he was thinking. I told Sissal that I'd be her friend, I told her I'd get her out of this mess and promised I wouldn't let anyone hurt her. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and I led her to the bathroom. As we waited for the bathtub to fill with water I mixed a couple of very strong drinks. I let her drink 3 shots while I brushed her hair and removed her ruined makeup. I undressed her and gently pushed her into the hot water. Then I washed her hair and let her drink directly from the bottle of liquor. She put on a new layer of makeup and let me have a drink from the bottle. She looked at me while I took the razorblades from the cupboard, she asked me to make sure she looked pretty, and then she put her arms on the edge of the bathtub. I could hear Blue tapping on the computer in the bedroom and as I quickly slit her wrist she smiled at me and let me push her under the water.
I returned to Blue in the bedroom. He looked up when I entered and quickly rose and put his arms around me. He showed me the modifications he'd made to Sissals diary and the footage from the surveillance and then he told me to be brave. We called the medics and as we waited I watched the dying woman in the bathtub, watched the last shreds of my innonce and naivety dissolve in the hot water like the blood from her body.
After a while the operative came back out. He closed the door and looked at me, then he asked if there was a problem. I was having a hard time answering since the termination warrant was laughing at me from the ground. He told us that if we cleaned up our end of this, he'd clean up his. I just nodded picked the termination varrant up and watched him leave. With a look I told Blue that he couldn't tell the others about this, and we left the apartment with G'rr and Jack.
I went home and took Blue with me. I asked the rest of the team to just let me think for a while I'd contact them when I knew what to do. I'd been looking at the ceiling in my flat for about an hour when the phone rang. It was Sissal and she was hysterical, I couldn't make out what she was saying - only something about Diane and suicide. Blue and I hurried to her place and she let us in, she'd been crying and she was only wearing a thin nightgown. She dragged me to the bedroom where she showed me footage, from the surveilance camera, in Dianes appartment... She pointed to pictures of Diane getting her throat slit by the big Operative who'd asked us to clean up. I didn't really know what to say, but Sissal looked at me with tears in her eyes and said "Look Phoenix, She killed herself. She killed herself and left me alone." She threw herself in my arms and I held her while Blue played the tape again. I cursed the operative for not making sure there was no surveillance in the area. And I cursed myself for taking this assignment. Sissal was heartbroken and as I sat with her, hugging her tight she told me how Diane and her had lived eachothers lives and had used men of power for their own perverted pleasure. They had discovered a drug that made people more willing to do what they were told and they had fed it to their husbands making them kill themselves. They had slept with almost everyone in the building, had made people slaves of their own desires and controlled many high ranking people. I could feel she was trying to make me do something, and I couldn't really fight it. She begged me to take Dianes place, begged me to be her friend and I knew that if I really listened to her I would do as she asked.
For the first time since we entered the bedroom I looked at Blue. His hand was resting on the computer and he was looking at me with the saddest expression I've ever seen. I sobbed for I knew what he was thinking. I told Sissal that I'd be her friend, I told her I'd get her out of this mess and promised I wouldn't let anyone hurt her. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and I led her to the bathroom. As we waited for the bathtub to fill with water I mixed a couple of very strong drinks. I let her drink 3 shots while I brushed her hair and removed her ruined makeup. I undressed her and gently pushed her into the hot water. Then I washed her hair and let her drink directly from the bottle of liquor. She put on a new layer of makeup and let me have a drink from the bottle. She looked at me while I took the razorblades from the cupboard, she asked me to make sure she looked pretty, and then she put her arms on the edge of the bathtub. I could hear Blue tapping on the computer in the bedroom and as I quickly slit her wrist she smiled at me and let me push her under the water.
I returned to Blue in the bedroom. He looked up when I entered and quickly rose and put his arms around me. He showed me the modifications he'd made to Sissals diary and the footage from the surveillance and then he told me to be brave. We called the medics and as we waited I watched the dying woman in the bathtub, watched the last shreds of my innonce and naivety dissolve in the hot water like the blood from her body.


6 Comments:
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*speechless*
Now I regained my senses.
This one gives me the creeps.
One little moment that awakens you from the sweet illusion called WoP.
One little moment that let's you land face first into the concrete called the Reality
Let your innocense die within...
Welcome the seeds of hatred...
For you are a pawn in a game where there is no place for the innocent and weak.
For you are a pawn in the game called SLA...
More.
Oh my god!
You must have felt absolutely shite after doing that, Fuzzy...
Sincos, has maybe (:P) realised the truth of SLA :D
(Don't need big guns/armour .. If ever)
The fear, paranoia,mistrust of those around you.. And that all pervading sensation of being observed... guided.
What choice did you really have? After all "did" you really choose to start all this? Or should that be, who made you do this?
Discuss :D
Excellent writing and description... You've outdone yourself.
Sincos, has maybe realised the truth of SLA???
Claymore, you of all people should have know I would have bashed the hell out of that SCL5 Op with my MAL Shock because "he had that arrogant look towards me".
I thought you where better than that. :(
I do.. But you wind up so well :)
In truth I'd have had a damn hard time not doing the same thing... In fact I can't even guarantee it... 80/20 goes with the "beat to snail snot" option.
Only reason I didn't beat the shit out of that bastard was the Blitzer pointed at my right eye! Usually I'm very hot tempered so I had to tell myself not to go "big bad beast" and shred him :(
But I'm very satisfied with this chapter of my chronicle. It was a very emotional session and the players who'd never played SLA before was rather shocked by how nasty it can get :) Besides this was the experience that defined Phoenix - it showed how far she was willing to go for SLA and for the team.
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