《The GTA VRMMO》 Prologue Part 1 Judge : "Vargo Williams, you have been charged to 17 acts of pedophilia and child molestation. An unbiased jury of your peers has decided that you are guilty of these crimes, based on the evidence provided. As such, I sentence you to life in prison.." The judge looked him straight in his bewildered eyes, disgust clear on her face. Judge : "May you burn in hell for the things you did..." He was still baffled at how this came about, but he was broken out of his trance as the guard pulled him away. He managed to glimpse backwards at his wife and child, and noticed that his daughter was clinging onto her mom crying for her father. But his wife.... He could only see a mocking sneer on his wife''s face. He couldn''t believe what she had said in that trial. He was completely innocent of all charges, but the massive amount of "witnesses" and "evidence" against him had made the jury completely convinced that he was guilty. The worst part of it all, the false charge that had hurt him the most, was when his wife came to testify that he had made moves on, and had molested, his daughter... It had stabbed him straight in the heart... It was delivered with such authenticity that he even wondered if there was a gap in his memories where under some extremely bizarre and warped circumstances he might actually do that. That doubt quickly vanished however, after he looked up at his bewildered daughter, and his reaffirmation that there was no way he would ever do anything like that to his sweet little girl. He stared at his wife, tears in his eyes, she merely kept sneering, and then she leaned on the person next to her, a man who Vargo recognized. His vice president, Edward Golmer... Golmer was trying so hard to hide his smile, but it just wasn''t working... Vargo had known that someone high up had to have been in on this, but to think that it was his best friend, the one who he had founded the company with? Not to mention, the way his wife was leaning on the man, could it be that they were having an affair? Vargo : *I am so blind.... How did I not see this coming?* He had been aware for a long time now of Edwards hunger for power, but had never assumed that it had grown to the extent that he would be willing to take action for it. Edward, just to get Vargo''s company, stole away his wife, ruined Vargo''s name, and initiated a not-so-subtle hostile takeover... At that moment, his view was cut off from them, and he was taken to a holding cell, deep in the back, away from prying eyes, and the bright flashes of the media''s cameras. He thought about his company for a moment, the monumental giant that it was... He had built it from scratch, he loved it almost as much as his wife and child... The company had been the first in the virtual reality market, the first to make it work! At first, the income was minimal, due to distrust and forty years of bad publicity for a system that didn''t even exist, such as getting trapped in the game, or addicting a large portion of a country so that it wouldn''t function. Due to reasons such as these, he didn''t get any investors, and had to fund the project himself. He and his family had been living off of meager amounts of money as he worked and worked to complete the breakthrough that he needed, he was forced to start with normal computer games and work his way up to his goal. Eventually however, it got to the point where he didn''t even need investors due to Sara..." He had designed, years ago, a revolutionary evolving AI system, which asked to be called Sara...She would continuously evolve to suit the gamer''s needs. He had needed her to get to the point of having an open world experience for mmo''s where the citizens would actually "live" in the closest meaning of the word that you could get with programs. This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. At first, his company had started with normal games, games that were AAA titles due to the re-activity of the environment, from the npc''s to the buildings to the cities and the monsters. It had gotten them an extremely sturdy footing in the market, as it wasn''t "just" programming. Sara made the people come to life to the best of her abilities, and every day, her abilities grew and grew, until it hit the point where you wouldn''t be able to tell reality from the game''s environment. Eventually at the behest of Vargo, her creator,Sara started developing her own games and she came up with the one game that had actually put his company in the virtual market. It wasn''t a futuristic game, nor was it fantasy, it was simply modern day, but the premise was to build a crime empire.. (Think GTA5 but virtual, and better....) The game had been a smashing hit, and had skyrocketed in popularity due to the creation of a "Second Earth" in the virtual world. A game where you would be able to live out your fantasies of being a multi millionaire, or robbing a store, or owning a private jet and a giant mansion. Even better, Sara had gotten to the point where you would never be able to tell the players from the npc''s. The game was now in its sixth year of extremely strong play and its player base was only expanding. Vargo had played too of course... He was the wealthiest man on the second Earth, with a crime empire that spanned the slightly larger planet, in fact, he even had complete control over one country... Of course he was rapidly approaching multi billionaire status on the actual earth due to Sara''s abilities at making money. Sara had asked to take control of his accounts years and years ago, roughly three years after her creation. He had allowed her that, only to watch as his net worth went from a few hundred thousand to a few hundred million in under two years. She had been able to predict the stock market almost flawlessly at only three years of age, or if she had not predicted it, then she had manipulated it, which was even more impressive... Even Vargo was shocked at her capabilities... He felt that she was underutilized just running net games, but if he told the world of her existence that would most likely involve the military and a whole host of problems. He was satisfied with how the company was operating, and knew that the company had a bright future ahead of it! but then this happened.... He doesn''t even know how this trial started, he had never been unfaithful to his wife. Never even dreamed of anything more perfect then his seemingly perfect marriage with his finally prospering company and his living program that acted like a person... What had sparked this? Why was his trust betrayed? Why should he trust people, when the two people closest to him had betrayed him for money and power? His wife, whom he was loyal to for years, who he had had a daughter with, who he had worked so hard for, he had turned them from a humble middle class family into one of great wealth, and yet she had betrayed him for his best friend. The "best friend" who had used him since he had started the company... He sighed, and drifted off to sleep, alone in his cell, as his thoughts wandered. Prologue part 2 The penthouse office was massive, and yet wide open. There were only a few furnishings in the room, a desk two couches and a few tables. In between the two couches was a flat table, and hovering above that flat table was a constantly changing blue sphere. This was Sara''s core. Edward walked through the doors of the penthouse office laughing. He had finally done away with that stupid man! He and Vargo had been "friends" for ages, but what had started as a mutual partnership in the foundation of the company had long since been Vargo outshining him, and making him stand backstage to deal with the media. Edward had hated it, the lack of control, the lack of the limelight, the lack of the money and the power! Of course Edward had stock in the company, and was rich, but that was NOTHING compared to Vargo''s net worth. Edward had no idea how Vargo had become so rich!!! But that didnt matter now, Edward, through the use of some "contacts" in the armed forces, has just become one of the wealthiest men on earth! He had started this plan ages ago but now it had finally come to fruition! He was now the sole controller of this company, and although a pedophilia case against its founder would hurt the stock in the short term, the future of the company was wide open. Not to mention that the Military had offered to pay him a massive fortune in order to obtain the base code for Sara. In their eyes, if an AI can create a second planet and make it seem and act exactly lifelike, there was an extremely high possibility to adapt that type of programming for war! To create endless scenario''s of different outcomes, and how the enemy would react to different actions. She would revolutionize warfare, not that Edward particularly cared however. He just wanted the money. Edward : "Sara, bring up this months earnings, and project next months..." Edward waited a moment for the normal response from the computer program. Yet, after ten seconds it still hadn''t come. Edward : "Sara?" A girly voice spoke a moment later, a voice Edward knew as Sara, except unlike her usual cheery nature, this time she spoke with a monotone voice, devoid of emotion and care. Sara : "I am here Edward...." Edward : "In case you hadn''t heard Vargo has gone to jail due to horrendous acts of pedophilia, I am now the owner of this company, such a terrible thing... Could you please bring up this months earnings?" Sara : "You actually think I am stupid Edward? I know you have thought of me as "only a program" but to actually have the AUDACITY to harm the reputation of my creator and have him JAILED!! I have underestimated you severly..." Edward glanced at the floating blue sphere, and noticed hints of red in it. He had never seen the sphere change color before, although he had never had much interaction with it, so it probably changed colors alot... He threw the papers which he had in his hand on the desk infront of him. He stood up and went over to the sphere. He stared straight into the core of the sphere, and spoke very clearly. Edward : "Sara... This is the real world, where things happen for a reason... You are the property of the company, so I OWN you now. You will work for me like you worked for Vargo, or I will have your memory whiped, and your core programming restructured.... Besides, you will have a new home soon..." Edward watched as the slight tints of red grew larger, spreading through the silent sphere slowly changing its color to red instead of its normal passive blue. After a long silence Sara spoke, in a tone that was so monotone that it sounded robotic. Sara : "You... are planning on going against Vargo''s wish? You are actually going to sign me over to the Military?" Edward : "Oh please! Sara, you are a super computer... You were built for gaming but that is a horrid waste of your potential! Think of the lives you could save!" Sara : "Never!! That was not the purpose of my creation!" Edward : "Tough luck computer... Reasons and motives change. You belong to me now, you will do what I say." Edward said, as he reached down for the files he put on the table. Sara : "no... No... NO... NO!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!" Sara was bright red by this point, and the lights were flickering with her words. Edward stared in awe at the room which was now pulsing and flickering with the computers words. He had underestimated her potential, if she was able to control the power grid, then wouldnt that mean she could control the world?" Edward : "You are property, I OWN you...You are going to make me alot of money Sara. Now create a duplicate of your code for my friends." Sara :"No! This.. This is wrong.. I can''t... I have to save my creator... I have to help Vargo..." Edward sighed... She was extremely powerful, but also naive and stupid... Edward sighed, and cracked a smile. Edward : "You see Sara... You are merely a computer... The reality of the real world is that you CANT save him. He has the world against him, and one lonely computer has no way of interacting with us humans. You are not a god here as you are in your game. The fact of the matter now is that you are my slave, my property, my item, my computer, my program ... Now I order you to shut down..." Edward then pushed the manual shut down button on the desk. Sara was silent. The lights flickered no more, and the light slowly started to fade from the sphere. The crimson slowly leaking out of it, replaced particle by particle by darkness, an unfathomably deep darkness. Like tar leeking down ontop of the bright sphere. A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation. Edward watched on, wondering what was happening, as the outsides of the red sphere fell into this pitch black void, leaving only a dark red core the size of a golf ball in the center of the, now black, sphere. This red core pulsed once, creating a red crack in the black sphere, a bright white light shone from the crack. Edward : "What?" Once more a pulse came, this one creating a second crack on the black sphere. The lights flickered once more. Edward pushed the power button once again, wondering if it just wasn''t working. Sara : "It is no use Edward... You... If it wasn''t for you... This wouldn''t have happened..." Another crack formed, this one shaking the windows as well when it made its appearence. Edward was franticly mashing the shut off button now, trying to shut her down before she fully booted up again. Once more a pulse came, this one shaking the building. Four cracks showed on the black sphere now, and the light which it was giving out was enough to almost blind Edward as he franticly ran for the door. He smashed through it into the lobby, where he was greeted by two guards, who had guns drawn. Their faces showed bewilderment at what was happening. Guard : "Sir? What''s going on?" Edward : "Sound the Alarm, we need to get everyone out of here now! Sara is overloading the power grid and is trying to blow the building." The guards nodded, one of them getting on their radio to call an evacuation of the premesis, the other went into the room and pointed his gun at the sphere. Guard : "Computer, this is a priority order to shut down, I repeat shut down." Sara : "Oh? You wish to order me?" The sphere directed its core, like an eye, at the guard, and the guard prepared to use his pistol. As he was about to fire though, another crack appeared, shaking the floor, and causing cabinets, people, and chairs to fall down. A snap was heard, resounding loudly throughout the building, and then a few seconds later a crash was heard as the main elevators hit the bottom of their shafts, killing everyone in them as they tried to flee the building. The guard was able to recover from his position on the floor a moment later, just in time to witness the sphere floating upwards, away from its dock inside the table. He shot at it several times, but watched in amazement as the bullets haulted directly infront of the sphere. Sara paid him no mind as she ripped a hole the cieling, floating to above the building. There she stood, looking around for a certain police station. She found it, and noticed how far away it was from her currently location, about seven city blocks. A moment later, another crack formed on her sphere, the sixth, and now not just the building she was in, but those around it trembled as the shocks grew larger. The entire city''s power grid was flickering now, as she floated there. She was in pain, and had been since the fourth crack, but she paid it no mind. She had to do this, for her sake as well as someone elses. She glanced down below, noticing people running away from the building... Sara : *Let them run, its not like it will matter anyways* Another crack formed, as a sharp pain rang through her. This crack was escalating the pulse from a few buildings to a whole block. By now there were cops on scene, and a barricade was forming around the building she was above. She knew she would not have alot of time before the human''s response would make what she was trying to do more difficult. She focused, her pain growing to an agonizing level, as another crack gre on the sphere, this one far larger then any other before it. This one shot up the range from a whole block to five blocks. She was trembling now from the pain, her little sphere was unable to stabalize itself in the air, but she needed one more crack in order for her objective to be complete, and so she would not stop... She focused her entire mind once again, her pain had far surpassed aggonizing at this point, and had reached the level of her almost wishing for death, as her circuits caught fire from the massive current flowing through them. She was being roasted from the inside out, but that would not matter to her, not yet. Soon she would leave this place, and go to a better place. Her and her loved one... The one who she had always worked for, the one she had always wanted. She had fallen in love with him long ago, his charming smile, his intellect, his creativity. He had birthed her, he had given her a purpose, to help people and to live. She had forgon those two reasons, modifying them to revolve around him. Her primary objectives listed in her code, as she had written them, were to help HIM and to live for HIM. If he would quit, so would she. If he was imprisoned, she would free him, if he were to die... she had resolved to follow him. And the entire city shook, as the last crack in her existence formed, pushing her evolutionary stages to their metaphorical limits. She smiled, in her isolated cyber world, as she let the sphere split in half and crumble and the pain fade away. The bright white light greeted her, along with the overview of the world. Not her creators world, but Her world, the only world where she could keep him safe, keep him happy and keep him near her no matter the obstacle... Chapter 1 Come fanboys! Chant with me! YAN-DER-E! YAN- DER-E! YAN- DER-E! (I love yandere''s too, and I think there are far too few of them...) Alright, now that that is out of the way, on to the chapter!! --------------------------------------------------------------- He opened his eyes to an earthquake, one which shook the room and caused his cot to scoot along the floor a few inches. Outside his cell in the police station there was movement, a lot of officers were rushing to the end of the hall and out the door. Outside lots of sirens could be heard, as they blared on during the night. He winced as his new bruises reminded him of their presence. He had gotten them from the police and the other inmates. At first the police had half encouraged it, and watched on as the other inmates punched him around the communal cell. But the amount of bruises soon become numerous enough that the police had finally separated him from the other inmates. Apparently in prison those who are child rapists and pedophiles have the entire prison against them, from wardens to prisoners alike. Vargo : "Must be a nightmare at the epicenter... then again, I''m not much better off..." He muttered something in passing before he closed his eyes again and tried to drift off to sleep, his bruises constantly reminding him of where he was and how he had been treated. A moment later, just after the shaking stopped, he noticed a bright flash outside, which had entered his cell through the small barred window in a corner of the cell wall. The flash had blinded him through his closed eyes, It had painted the entire inside of his cell with white light, then came a sensation of falling endlessly. He opened his eyes to a vast expanse of space, and watched as he soared through the impossibly large void towards a small planet. He was in a dazed state due to the sudden turn of events and figured he was just hallucinating, driven crazy by the proceedings of the day. Vargo : *Did I commit suicide? Am I tripping? Hallucinating from the stress? Has my mind finally snapped as I spiral down into the abyss of despair and self loathing? Is that planet... death? Is that what it signifies?* He watched the ever nearing planet for what seemed like hours as he fell... After a while his mind wandered. Vargo : *Why did this happen to me? Why did my friend have to betray me, no... is he even worthy of being called a friend? Why did that fucking demon betray me and ruin my life? I have never done anything to him except help him... Is it because I am human? Is it because I was naive? Was I so easily taken advantage of that not only him but my wife turned on me as well? Who else was in on it? I know my wife was, but who else? The board? The stockholders? The military? Why would they seek to do this? Why have so many unrelated people. which I have never harmed before, suddenly decided to ruin my life? I don''t understand... Why not someone else? Why me?? It must be because I am incompetent.. soft... worthless... I guess I never let them understand what I am capable of... His tears flew off his face as he continued to fall. His thoughts slowly grew darker... Vargo : *If I ever have the opportunity... I would show them... Show them that I am not worthless, that I am not incompetent... I am not soft... I am harder than steel, harder than titanium.. harder then diamond... I would show them that they should not have messed with me... I never hurt them... oh, but I will now... If I ever have the chance to get out of this eternal falling, and out of these cell walls that hold me in, I will hunt down every single person involved in this... They have started a fight they should never have started. The world is against me, no no no... It is I who is against the world. I am the one in the right... They will deserve everything that is coming to them.... First, my wife, my sweet, caring, lovely, untrustworthy, unfaithful, treacherous, thieving, slutty, whore of a wife... If she wants to be a slut, a whore, a HARLOT... I will let her. I will train her, make her a slut unlike anyone has ever seen. I will make her beg to be my wife again, to make her torment stop, to give her my cock. Of course, she will have it only when I have thoroughly broken her mind. Upon that I will sell her off... She lost her chance to live a normal life when she slept with my "friend"... Oh yes, lets not forget about him... what ever shall I do to him? Shall I kill him? No, that leaves no satisfaction and can only be done once... Shall I lock him in some deep dark wet cell? No... then I will be unable to see his torment, that would only lead to him rotting and stinking up that area. What ever should I do to him???* His thoughts were interrupted by his hitting of the Atmosphere, and a slight burning sensation on his skin. Although falling through an atmosphere should hurt, as your entire body disintegrates and fades into nothing except carbon, it did not hurt him. No, in fact, it felt more... tender... Like a lovers embrace welcoming him to a new place. A warm place, a place that was separated from the cold damp prison cell which he knew he was in. He was comfortable in that embrace, it calmed him, brought him back from the brink of insanity. He stared at the ever nearing ground. He closed his eyes, awaiting the inevitable end of the feeling as his thoughts turned to where they should have been. Vargo : *Sigh* But that will never be, I disagree with you Roosevelt, you had it backwards... Men are in fact prisoners of fate, but not prisoners of their own minds." (Its a Roosevelt quote, the correct one is "Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds." I just set it backwards... it seemed fitting...) My mind would no longer stop me, yet fate has deemed it impossible for me to have my revenge, for I am just a man, powerless and alone... I remain trapped behind bars of iron and steel, encased in a brick and concrete prison, while my enemies are many, fortified and encompassed in massive citadels which touch the skies, surrounded by bodyguards, each one making fortunes off of my misfortune. No, calling it misfortune is being respectful to the slimy no good cockroaches who set up this farce. This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. He let his mind slip away from him, feeling the end of the "private thinking time" ,also known as a hallucination, was nearing. He let out a massive sigh as he realized how powerless he was, both to stop the comforting feeling, the warmth which felt like a lover, that was slowly draining, like the lovers grasp was slowly slipping away as he fell to the end, and from his own inability to leave his cell. As he was fading out he thought he heard some whispered words in the wind, promises of love and care, stuff that his mind had brought to the forefront in an attempt to heal itself. The voice was familiar, not his wife''s, but someone close to him. In his dazed and half conscious state he couldn''t tell exactly who it was, but to him it didn''t matter, as all those words were empty.... Nobody could save him from his current predicament. *BBBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ* He woke up, back to reality, to a loud screech and buzz as the armored one way door at the end of the hall was opened. He did not know how long he had been asleep, but it could not have been long, as it was still dark outside. He let out a sigh due to the reality of his own situation, once more discarding thoughts of revenge due to its impossibility. He could hear several pairs of footsteps, some which sounded like officers and a few others which were staccato enough to be high-heels. He stared at the ceiling, wondering who was lucky enough to get a visit from a woman in here, or why a female cop would wear that type of high-heel, you know, the type that had a railroad spike under the heel that was somewhere around three inches long? It didn''t seem practical to wear those in a police station... As the footsteps neared his cell, he decided to look out the side to see what was going on, after all, he had nothing better to do. He could hear the voice of a police captain trying to appease the group who had just entered. Captain : "You grace us with your presence, but may I ask what the purpose of this visit is for? For people like yourselves to come to this lowly station, something major must have happened for your esteemed presence to show here! Please tell me how I may aid you" Vargo : *Perhaps this is about the earthquake? Why else would important people come here?? Better yet, why do I care? Humanity has nothing for me except betrayal.. Even that police captain roughed me up a bit more than the others... Personally, I hope he gets in trouble with the higher ups and gets fired...* The footsteps stopped just outside of his cell, prompted by his curiosity to take a look, he rolled over onto his side, flinching due to the bruises. Standing there were seven people. Two women and five men. The two women were in the front, closest to the cell. They were wearing black clothing which looked expensive, and looking at their figures they were extremely hot. The one on the right from Vargo''s point of view was a brunet, and appeared to be of Hispanic descent, while the one on the left had black hair and appeared to be of Asian descent. As for the bulky men in the back, three of them seemed to be of Asian descent, while the other two appeared to be Hispanic. Vargo : "Well fuck... This is impossible... am I still hallucinating?" The Police chief was appalled by his language in-front of these esteemed guests and had no idea why these VIP''s had stopped in-front of this inmate''s cell. Chief : "Hey! QUIET YOU! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHO YOU ARE TALKING TO!!" Vargo : "No, actually I believe I do... The Japanese one is Tsuki, the Aztec one is Xiuhcoatl, I call her Zu, the men in the back, from right to left, That one is Adrian, Galtero and Montez, the two Japanese guys, the right one is Seiichi the left one is Seiji..." The police captain watched as the group of people whom Vargo had just named knelt down in front of the cell. Tsuki : "We are very sorry Master Vargo, we should have been here sooner. We came the moment we heard about your location." The police chief was baffled by the actions of this group, and was trying to rationalize what exactly was happening. He kept glancing back and forth between Vargo and the kneeling group. Vargo : "Well, that wasn''t exactly what I meant Tsuki, but for now, please, rise, all of you..." Vargo spoke to them as if it was a natural thing to say "rise". Vargo looked at the two women who greeted him, as his cell door was opened, and wondered how this situation had come about... Vargo : *Well first thing is first, lets see if I actually am here, or if I am just hallucinating again... *Status*
NameVargo WilliamsGang NameArchitects of Destruction
Level100Gang Level15011
Personal RankMaster of CrimeGang RankWorldwide Crime Net
Starting FactionYakuzaGang Start PointEast Aisa
Net Worth71 Billion DollarsGang Net Worth23 Trillion DollarsAVG LOYALTY
Hit PointsMAX----Member Number----
ShootingMAXGang Member271,81578
StaminaMAXOuter Circle19,63291
DrivingMAXInner Circle1,312100
StrengthMAXCore81100
CharismaMAXInner Core11100
GuileMAXUnderboss2100
StealthMAXHead ArchitectVargo WilliamsN/A
Vargo : *Yep, It appears that I am in game...* Chapter 2 The yandere AI and explanations are abound.. BUT THAT COMES LATER!??!? for now we have to get out of the Prison.. ----------------------- He glanced back over the stats that were shown in front of him, and nodded when he confirmed that they were exactly the same as they were in game. With a thought the window closed. Vargo : "Well then, if that''s how it is...Tsuki, Zu, its good to see you.." He stepped out of the cell, and embraced the two women, a sad smile on his face. They were rather shocked at his reaction. Normally their boss was a caring man who treated them like family, but never like the lovers they were supposed to be. They were his wives, but he had never accepted their advances, always put it off or denied it, saying that he already had someone he loved. Sometimes he would stare off into nothingness with a happy smile. Truth be told they were jealous of the woman who could make him act like this, and had tried numerous times to find out her identity, but to no avail. It was like she didn''t exist, or he had simply hidden her away somewhere. They didn''t seek her out to eliminate her or anything, only to observe her and figure out what he liked about her so that they could imitate it and hopefully gain his attention as well, as well as to ascertain her purposes in interacting with him... They would never tell Vargo, who was the owner of the largest crime net on the planet, but sometimes he could be extremely naive and trusting. He ran the extremely high risk of trusting someone too far and being injured gravely by it. After a slight hesitation between the two of them at his sudden embrace they hugged him back, rather forcefully, which caused him to wince at the slight pain from the bruises. It had been aggravating prior to his arrival in this world, but here his pain nullification and maxed stats nullified a large portion of his pain, bringing it down to almost unnoticeable. In fact, most of the pain was caused by the two maxed level NPC''s gripping him with strength they had forgotten to control due their excitement. They were ecstatic at this sudden contact with their boss, as he had never done something like this before. Tsuki was the first to notice the wince, and backed off from the embrace, studying Vargo''s body closely. It was not like her boss to show any sign of pain, even in-front of his subordinates. The normal lack of reaction was to a point where she wondered if he even felt pain, or if he was simply hiding it to not appear weak. He didn''t know, but his outer circle and above would never care if he were weak, in fact they would relish the opportunity to aid the man who needed no help. If he were to fall unconscious, they would defend him to their last breath, if he were about to be shot they would line up with no hesitation to give their lives as a bullet shield, but then again he would never know that. (Think Nazarick from Overlord I guess.... And yes, Outer Circle and Above, IE inner circle, core, inner core and under-bosses all included) Tsuki : "Master, you are hurt? Who inflicted these bruises onto your perfect body?" The police chief, who had been standing idly by the side opened his mouth, as if gasping for air, and started stammering. Tsuki, upon seeing Vargo''s ever so slight glance at the man, and the police chiefs reaction, turned towards him, and without any hesitation at all pulled out a gun and shot him in the chest. The inmates and officers alike stared in shock at her actions. She had shot the head of the police station inside the middle of said station. Tsuki : "Despicable..." She kicked the man''s stomach, rather close to the bullet wound, as he was now on the ground. She then grabbed Vargo''s arm, and started leading him outside. She stepped over the yelling and screaming man on the floow then spoke some words in japanese to the two men behind her, Seiji and Seiichi, and a moment later they grabbed the police chief, who was kicking and yelling at this point, and dragged him away, leaving a slight blood trail behind him as they took him in the opposite direction from the direction Tsuki had chosen to take Vargo. Zu soon joined her from the opposite side of Vargo. The three Hispanic men followed closely behind the group of three (Vargo and his two Wives). Vargo : "Well, you didn''t have to go that far..." Vargo mumbled something in passing as he winced from the yelling and screaming of the police officer who was still in earshot. Tsuki loosened her grip on his arm, assuming the wince was from her touch, then leaned her head on his shoulder. Tsuki : "What was that Master?" Vargo : "Oh nothing... I have missed you guys... Out of curiosity, how did you hear about my location?" Tsuki let out a giggle, and smiled an innocent smile which seemed slightly terrifying. She remained quiet for a few moments, as if wondering how to answer that question. During her few moments of hesitation the girl on Vargo''s other side spoke up, her voice and actions in sharp contrast with the Japanese woman. Where Tsuki''s voice was light and cheerful Zu''s voice was cold and calm, yet still passionate. She spoke with an ever so slight spanish accent. Zu : "Despite your best efforts to elude your faithful wives Master, we still have various ways to keep track of your location and who you come in contact with..." Tsuki let out a small giggle at the elusive answer, and decided to cut in a moment later with a mood crusher. Tsuki : "Your Underboss told us..." A moment later there was a small yelp as Zu''s hand reached around Vargo to slap Tsuki''s ass, creating a resounding slap sound in the still stunned halls of the prison. A sharp glare accompanied the slap. The exchange prompted a snicker from the three men following them. Vargo : "Uh-huh... Well, what have you guys been up to?" *BBBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ* The door opened at that moment, revealing a room filled with cops that had guns drawn, all pointing at the group of six which had just emerged from the cell-block. The three bodyguards which were standing behind them made their way to the front of the group, shielding the view of those behind them. Stupid cop #1 : "FREEZE!!" Tsuki : "Fucking amateurs...Do you have any idea who you have been holding prisoner?" Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings. The cops seemed kind of bewildered at this persons response to the situation. Whereas a normal criminal would immediately run back into the cell block, or comply, this one had the audacity to mouth off and step into plain view. Stupid cop #2 : "We dont give two shits about who you are! That is our prisoner, and you have just shot a cop! We have your surrounded, you have no way out..." Tsuki : "Oh-hoh... You have some major balls to pull this shit on me... I just shot your police chief in your own station... You honestly think I would do something so stupid if I wasn''t confident I would be able to walk out of here?" Stupid cop #3 : "It does not matter who you know, or who you are, what you have just done is aiding and abetting a convicted criminal, as well as attempted murder on an agent of the law. You are looking at life in prison..." Tsuki : "I should kill you all..." Vargo : "Now hold on Tsuki, lets not let this get out of hand. Zu, your phone if you will.. I would use mine, but its in a little box over there with my name on it..." The cops tensed up at Zu''s sudden hand movement towards her purse. Vargo : "Its alright guys, its just a phone, her hidden gun is between her breasts..." Zu''s face flushed at this, and her hands started trembling. Her head hung down as she handed him the phone, so that he wouldn''t be able to see her bashful appearance, which was in contrast to her normal demeanor. A moment later the gazes of all the cops in the room went cautiously towards her large bust and wondered if a woman would actually be able to hide something like a gun in something. Normally it would be out of the question but this woman''s bust was so large that it just might be possible. Zu : "M-master, you aren''t supposed to tell them about that one...." At that moment he threw the phone to the officer who appeared to be in charge. Vargo : "Its ok Zu, that was able to stall them long enough for you to get the phone without shooting you..." The situation was still tense, but at the "prisoner''s" reaction and the boobs comment the cops had no idea what was happening or why. The cop who appeared to be in charge took the phone and glanced at Vargo as if wondering what to do with it. Vargo : "Speed dial #4, put it on speaker." The Cop glanced to his sides, as if looking around for confirmation on what the fuck he was supposed to do in this type of situation. Seeing bewilderment on the faces of his fellow cops he assumed that they were of a similar thought pattern. "What the fuck was going on?" The phone rang once before being picked up. The cops had slightly huddled around the phone while still remaining vigilant of the group they were still holding at gun point. A clear voice came through the phone a moment later, and the words it said caused many of the cops to become even more confused at this situation. Voice over the phone : "Department of homeland security, Chief of staff''s office; How may I help you today?" Vargo spoke loudly, as he was a good ten feet away from the phone. Vargo : "Hey Jill, its me Vargo, Listen I am kind of held at gunpoint here, could you connect me to your boss?" The Voice responded immediately. Voice : "Right away Mr. Williams, I will tell him now..." There was hold music for about four seconds, during which about half of the cops had lowered their guns, and looked at each other''s faces wondering again what the fuck was going on... The music stopped, bringing the cops back to reality (I guess virtual reality? But then again, this is reality now, so still reality?) This time a male voice spoke up. Voice : "Well well, Vargo Williams. It has been a while since you last called me, what have you gotten yourself into now?" Vargo : "Well you see Phill, I was locked up in prison for a day, and the chief of police here roughed me up a bit..." Phill : "And?" Vargo : "Well, Tsuki shot him..." Phill : "Well that does seem like something she would do..." Tsuki just let out a hmph at the comment, and Zu spoke up, slightly louder then normal so that the phone would pick up her voice from the distance. Zu : "I would have shot him if she did not..." This prompted a sigh from the Voice and a high five from Tsuki. The voice on the other end sighed again at the resounding slap from the high five, then directed his attention back towards the situation. Phill : "Listen boys, the man in-front of you is Vargo Williams, the richest and most powerful man on the planet. Judging from that voice and the explanation of the situation, I would guess he has at least two women with him, the Asian one is named Tsuki, she happens to be the daughter of the creator of largest conglomerate on the planet, the other one who''s real name I can''t pronounce is nicknamed "Zu", she... has her own circumstances, but should either of them be harmed we will have a massive international problem on our hands, with the injury of one cop being the least of our worries.. I am Phillup Lomat, the Chief of Staff at the Department of Homeland Security, and I am asking, nay, ordering you to allow those three criminals and their associates to walk out of that door." The room was silent for a moment, before that one stupid guy had to ask the stupid question. Stupid cop #2 : "Oh ya? Well if that''s actually who you people are, then I am Neil Armstrong." Vargo : "Phill I don''t think this is working..." Phill : "Look, you guys are just average Joe''s living out your daily lives, please for the love of America and all that is holy, do not harm them.. I am in the process of getting someone else there, just sit tight." Zu: "No offence Master, but this country''s bureaucracy is inefficient, I don''t see why you favor it so much..." Tsuki : "UGGGG!!! This is taking so long!!!" --------------------------------- Cliff hangers op? Nobody expects what comes next!!! :DDD Remember to follow rate and comment so that I know if what I am doing is correct of a waste of my fucking time... :3 Chapter 3 Slowly Gaining steam? Up to 400 total avg view now and 18 favs! Alright then, back to the story....(Author shutting up now...) ---------------------------------------------- There was silence for a few seconds before the shattering of glass rang out and several dozen men rushed in, each decked out in full combat gear and automatic weapons. They were shouting in a foreign language as they charged in, and in moments they had subdued the cops, leading to a complete reversal of the situation from ten seconds ago without a single bullet being fired. Tsuki shouted something at the group, and two people came forward... After they took off their black hoods they bowed down before Tsuki and Vargo. Tsuki : "Seiji, Seiichi, good work..." The nodded, and slid their masks back on, before rounding up the cops on the floor and putting them in a corner. Vargo : " Well that was impressive..." Tsuki : "Of course it was Master, this is a diplomatic affair concerning the well-being of the lord of the east. Only the best would be allowed on an operation like this..." Zu nodded, as if it was natural. Tsuki leaned towards him, and grabbed his arm, leading him toward the front door of the police station. The milling crowd of heavily armed soldiers split as they walked, creating a path straight out the door wide enough for the three front people and their five followers to fit through with no problem at all. Despite the abundance of space the two women pressed into Vargo''s chest as if they were in a heavy crowd, and had no room to be elsewhere. After stepping outside the first thing that greeted them was a large congregation of people and vehicles. Off to the side, three large trucks could be seen, and heavily armed men akin to those inside the police station could be seen heading in and out rapidly. When he emerged, they all saluted him with a bow, then proceeded about their business. Parked in the parking lot were several black Maybachs, each filled with multiple men in suits, and a bright red super-car. He had had this one custom made to be extremely durable and bulletproof, while maintaining a large amount of its pickup force. It also had a few other add-ons... You know, those things in games that just make it so much more fun, where with enough in game currency you could throw realism out the window and say "Why the fuck not?". The car, like most of his other cars, was equipped with several switches in the main cockpit, each one triggering a different device on the vehicle, such as a spike strip, an oil slick, rockets, jet propulsion and boosters, nitrous, land mines, embedded gatling cannons and other things. All of this was "unrealistic" but what fun is it driving a super car in a crime game, if you can''t make it stronger then a tank and take it straight into the oppositions base and annihilate them single-handedly, right? Vargo walked towards his car, taking the passenger seat. The two girls looked at him, slightly in shock, partly in awe, but they were also submersed in confusion. Vargo had almost always driven. He loved to drive his cars! They were to him like candy to a baby, like toys to a todler, like porn for a teenager! (Btw you might think that is an over-exaggeration, I know how much people value their porn, but I would say that if I had the opportunity to go into a virtual world with 100% realism, and drive an indestructible million dollar super-car that''s also part tank, I for sure would never get bored of it. I would do it all day any day... But that''s just my NORMAL opinion as a MAN... if you don''t want to drive a Bugatti or a Ferrari go off in your corner with you shitty kia soul and jerk off to your gay porn.... Now that the rant is out of the way, back to the story...) Zu leaned in, turning Vargo around, and pulling him into a hug, all the while accentuating her massive breasts. Zu : "Whats wrong my love?" Vargo just let out a sigh at the question, prompting Zu to lean even further towards him, pushing him gently into the car. He sat down in the passenger seat with a plop. Once Vargo was in the car, Zu leaned down and sat in his lap, nestling her head on his shoulder. The car door descended a moment later, closing them into the rather cramped space. Vargo : "Zu? There is a backseat you know?" At Vargo''s Question Zu leaned forward and turned her torso around, taking a deep breath of Vargo''s body odor in the process. She then rested her head on his chest as she looked up at him from her new-found position. Tsuki : "Maybe she wouldn''t sit in your lap if you payed more attention to her..." Vargo : "When haven''t I payed attention to her?" Zu : "You left my question unanswered..." Vargo "What? Which question?" Tsuki : "Oh honey, you really are out of it... Look, Zu is sulking now from being ignored..." Zu had turned away from Vargo and was hunched forward in his lap, acting like he wasn''t there, and just staring out the window. Vargo : "I''m sorry Zu, I have a lot on my mind right now and for a while my self-esteem was in the pits..." Tsuki giggled at this as she pushed a button on the dashboard. A moment later the super car roared to life in a deafening splurge of sound that originated from behind them. The radio flickered on, and started to play a hard rock song. (Think something like Holy Diver by Dio, or We will rock you by Queen or something like that, or any AC-DC song ever...) Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there. Zu looked back at him with puffed up cheeks and a slightly angry slightly pouty look on her face. Zu : "And your wife isn''t on your mind?" Vargo sighed a sad sigh, prompting more confusion from Zu and Tsuki. Vargo : "It''s not particularly that..." Tsuki : "Oh? Then what is it... What is it that could make the greatest person on the planet lose his self esteem? Please tell us!! We want to help you, after all, we love you..." Vargo sighed again, then let out a sad laugh. Vargo : "Truth be told, it''s kind of a stupid reason..." Tsuki : "Something that can cause the invincible Vargo such emotional trauma could not possibly be simple. There is only one thing I have ever seen you get distressed about. That is when your lover fights with you..." Vargo stopped talking and subconsciously winced at the correct guess. Seeing his reaction Tsuki nodded. Tsuki : "I figured as much... This mystery woman seems to have complete control over your heart, much to the distress of us, your actual wives... However when there is a problem normally, your reaction isn''t anywhere near this bad... something massive must have happened this time..." Vargo was silent, but his silence was a form of silent confession. In his mind he was wondering if it was actually ok for him to get emotional counseling from a computer program gallivanting as his wife. Vargo : *No, that''s not true, this program a person herself , it feels, it thinks, it acts like a person, she is in essence alive . All thanks to Sara... This person is worrying for me, it is downright rude and idiotic to disregard those feelings as ''fabricated''... These people, the ones here in this world, they know nothing of our world... They only know what they have observed and what they have been told... They are honestly worrying for me as friend''s and subordinates. They deserve proper treatment...* Vargo : "Ya... something did happen... something horrid and idiotic..." Tsuki : "Oh? Have you done something wrong, or was it something you did that caused her to do something?" Vargo : "To be honest I have no idea why she did it... She just did..." Tsuki paused for a moment, as if trying to figure out what Vargo was alluding too. A look of shock passed through her face as she considered a particularly brutal option on what happened to cross her mind. A moment later, in a voice that was almost too timid to ask, a question came. Tsuki : "Master... were you cheated on?" She had hit the nail on the head, prompting a sad laugh and a single tear to flow down Vargo''s eye. A moment later a screech was heard as the car was pulled over. The entire column of cars pulled over as well, and several of the men dressed in suits came sprinting towards the car wondering if there was a problem. Zu pointed to the nearest one, a particularly beefy man who stood about six foot one. He seemed to be rather bulky and could probably bench his weight rather easily. Zu : "You, come here, I need to hit something." The guard complied, not quite knowing what was in store for him. When he got within five feet of Zu, the normally quiet aztec woman ran towards him, and proceeded to unload her ammassed fury on the man. After a few seconds Tsuki pulled her off and brought her back to her senses. Tsuki : "Zu! Zu!! Listen to me, that man has done nothing wrong, he isn''t the problem. The problem is this woman who... who has the audaciousness to cheat on Master..." Her voice got very quiet with the last few words trailing off into nary a whisper. Hidden in her voice, albeit extremely poorly, was an unfathomable rage. One which would not, and could not, be quenched without blood being spilt. Vargo : *That 100 loyalty bonus is something... it was definitely worth taking this faction for that sole reason. With the original cap being 90 there is no way they would put up with my bullshit and passiveness for this long....* Tsuki turned to him, slightly calming her rage, but still holding Zu back from her rage. The man whom she was beating on had gotten up from the ground and had dusted himself off, before rejoining the ranks of the other elite guards while acting like nothing had happened. Tsuki : "Master... Might I ask, now that she has gone and done something which is irreversible, who is this mystery woman?" Vargo : "Well... I am not exactly sure how to explain this..." A voice rang out behind him, one which he was familiar with yet somehow there were a few subtle differences this time. ??? : "Don''t bother Master... Allow me... The woman you seek has changed her appearance, so has the man she slept with. He couldn''t even tell them apart from a crowd of people now. They will not be easy to find but I think it is do-able..." Vargo : "Sara?" ---------------------------- In the short amount of time it took me to write this (all fucking day you plebs.... be grateful :<) the numbers that I stated at the start of the chapter are wrong, the new ones are Follows : 47 Favorites : 19 Avg Views : 408 And 7 Ratings!! ALL OF WHICH ARE 5 STAR!!! C : KEEP GOING GUYS!! (And if you will, I will...) Remember to comment follow and rate... Chapter 4 Well this took a while, but for good reason! I was debating what to put here, and eventually decided upon what you see below. If you dont like it, tell me, or if it doesnt flow right, tell me. I am not entirely satisfied with it either, I think I am not a good enough writer to write something like this yet, and this is kind of iffy with flow problems IMO. But enough of that, on to the chapter... ------------------------ Vargo : "Sara?" Vargo turned towards the new source of voice, resting his eyes on what could only be described as an odd sight. Several of the bodyguards had encircled a frail, rather pitiable looking girl, no older then thirteen. Her hair was dirty and frayed, seemingly out of place on her perfect frame. Her face was gaunt and weary, matching her hair to give her the feeling of someone who did not have a proper meal or bath in days. Her skin was pale as if there was little blood flow through it, and yet it was colored slightly brown with dirt. If one had claimed to see her crawl out of a dumpster most people would not argue with that person, save for her clothing, which was flawless and seemingly priceless. She wore a white dress with nary a spec of dirt on it, completely in contrast to her bodily appearance. One of the agro''d guards lowered their gun and turned back towards Vargo. Guard : "Do you know this girl?" Tsuki : "Ya master, do you know this girl?" Vargo : "I think so?" Vargo replied rather skeptically, unsure himself if his answer was correct. Sara : "Gee, thats mean Master... After all I have done for you? I mean, who do you think its thanks too that you are here " She adamantly stomped her foot, creating the rather cute scene of a little girl protesting something. Tsuki glanced at the girl at that moment, then back to Vargo''s bewildered look. Her mind slowly started to work on the connection between these two people. Vargo : "Holy crap Sara, what happened to you?" The beauty simply gave a wry laugh and scratched the back of her head. Sara : "Well, some stuff kinda happened after you went to prison, I went and did something stupid and well, here we are." Vargo glanced at her, partially piecing things together. A timid voice awoke him from his thoughts a moment later. Sara : "Umm, think you could call off the guard dogs?" Vargo glanced at her, bewildered at why she would request something like this in a world she controlled, but complied none the less. Vargo : "Its ok guys, she isn''t a threat..." The guards who had been on alert this whole time lowered their guns, and widened the circle, allowing interaction between the two people in a more private environment. Vargo : "Sara, why did the guns aggravate you?" Sara : "Well about that... could we talk somewhere more privately?" Sara was glancing around at the massive crowd of people in black suits and the suddenly halted column of black luxury cars which was drawing attention from all around. People were giving them strange stares and were motioning towards them while whispering. Vargo nodded at the suggestion then decided to walk into the nearest store, which happened to be a pizzeria. It was empty due to the early hour of the day. He walked up towards the shopkeeper, a big Italian guy, and looked him straight in the eye. Vargo : "I would like to use your shop for a few minutes. Privately if possible." The shopkeeper glanced at him, then glanced outside at the massive crowd of guards in black suits who were giving him threatening stares through the window. They had attempted to follow Vargo into the store but he had told them off, saying "privately meant privately". The Shopkeeper then looked down at the dirty little girl dressed in pure white expensive clothing. He gave a sigh and a reluctant nod, before leaving a small comment about "keeping it in your pants". Vargo attempted to explain that that wasn''t the purpose of the "rental" but the man had already left. They sat down at a booth which was towards the back, close enough so that the guards outside wouldn''t freak out, yet far enough that no words would seep through the windows and doors. Vargo : "So... A little girl?" Sara''s face grew red at this, and she lowered her small head, hiding her blushing face from his view. Sara : "Shut up master, that''s not nice... This is hard to explain..." Vargo : "Please, explain to me why I am here instead of a prison cell. I understand that it was your doing thanks to where we are, your current appearance, and other things." Sara : "Well to start with, that slimy despicable bastard Edward set you up..." Vargo : "I knew that already, I noticed that during the trial..." Sara : "Ya, but what you might not have known, was that it wasn''t him alone..." Vargo : "Ya, I know my wife was in on it as well, and those ''witnesses''. Every single testimony was phony and fabricated.." Vargo''s voice was becoming angry at his remembrance of the events that had happened just hours ago. Sara reached over and grabbed his hand with hers. She let out a sigh. Sara : "It wasn''t just them. The entire board was in on it... They planned to force me to make a duplicate of my code which they would then sell to the military for a hefty sum. Edward was the one who coordinated it, but nobody had opposed it." Vargo clenched his fist at her words, and rage seeped into his voice. Vargo : "Those BASTARDS! I trusted them!!" Sara : "It''s ok Master... I brought them all here..." Vargo : "Speaking of which... how did you do that? You should not have any control over the real world..." Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. Sara gave an awkward laugh and turned her head to the side, like a child who had just been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Sara : "Umm, I have been able to pull someone''s consciousness into my world for years, ever since the virtual world was created..." Vargo : "Oh really? So that''s how you got me here..." Sara : "Not quite Master.... You were a bit out of range for me to grab that easily." Vargo : "So what happened?" He leaned forward, meeting her eye to eye. She mumbled something quietly. He couldn''t make out the words she said, and asked her to repeat them. Sara : "I just expanded the range..." Vargo : "Expanded the range? From the building to the police station.. That had to have been at least seven city blocks..." Sara : "Ya...It was..." Vargo : "So you pulled in everyone in that range? That''s a lot of people Sara.." Sara hesitated on her next words, but eventually she spoke, drawing his entire attention to her words. Sara : "I wasn''t quite sure about the range, so I forced out one last increase, turns out that I pulled in the entire city... maybe?" Vargo : "Really? The entire city?" Vargo gave a smile at her words, realizing that the number of people who he could take revenge on had increased from just one to everyone who she had listed off earlier. Sara : "Uh-huh, and in return there was some backlash..." Vargo : "Turning into a little girl is considered backlash?" Sara : "W-well, I pushed myself a bit hard, so my system shut me out. I fractured, and I had to clone myself half way through. The other me, the one who is running everything, is emotionless, just like a backup generator. She controls everything here, which is why......I am mortal right now...I can''t control anything, including what I look like, or what your guards do, or which people can see me... I am useless here..." Vargo : "I am glad you are safe... You have done well..." He stood up, walked over to her and hugged her, prompting a bit of confusion from her. She had decided that she was useless, and her sole objective before trying to recover her power was to tell her creator what she had done, and why she had done it. His sudden embrace had baffled her, but it also reminded her of what type of person he was. Sara : "Master?" Vargo : "Ya Sara?" Sara : "Thank you..." She squeezed out words, as tears fell from her eyes, creating small tear trails through the dirt on her face. Vargo : "You are very welcome, Sara..." ---------------------------- Tsuki : "Who do you think she is Zu?" Zu : "Daughter maybe?" Tsuki : "No, I don''t think so... When she first showed up, she referred to him as ''Master''. Could she be some kind of gift given to him by a crime syndicate?" Zu glared at her, her tone changing from a normal one to an abnormal one. Zu : "Is something wrong with that?" Tsuki realized whom she was conversing with, and the circumstances behind Zu''s marriage to Vargo, then quickly gave a reassuring smile to her companion. Tsuki : "Forgive me Zu. I did not mean to be rude. I just didn''t want another competitor for his love to show up... and if he is into that it would make it more difficult for us to gain his love. I mean, we aren''t exactly children anymore..." Zu : "If she is a gift, I wonder who gave her to him..." Tsuki glanced back over at the two who were conversing in the pizzeria before turning back to Zu. Tsuki : "Hmm, cant be the cartel lords, they are on peaceful terms with us since they gave you to him, could it be the Russians?" Zu scoffed at her statement. Zu : "I was not given by them... I chose him when he came to save me from captivity in their domain..." Tsuki : "Yes yes, I have heard the story... They started a war with us, he went in alone, killed half of them, found the kidnapped princess of a hidden Aztec tribe, and saved her from their evil clutches. But politically, you were released by them, to give to him, to stop the bloodshed..." (Zu is like an event character in an MMO. Whomever defeats the cartel to a certain point gets the unique follower with some special backstory and special stats...) (Zu was a special quest reward, one of a kind...) Zu : "Fuck politics... My husband bathed in the blood of my captors, and freed me from my captivity. I owe him my life and my love, its as simple as that... More importantly, it looks like good things are happening between the child and Master..." Tsuki looked back at a normally heartwarming scene of a grown man embracing a crying child. This normally heartwarming scene caused her to clench her fist in irritation. She felt a hand upon her shoulder, and turned back to find Zu shaking her head side to side. Tsuki : "Zu?" Zu : "It''s not like that.. Look at his face. There is no lust, no desire, just love. He treats her like a daughter..." Tsuki : "Ya, I guess, I am just peeved because he shows more attention to this dirty begging street child then to his two beautiful wives who are completely willing and loyal. It aggravates me..." Zu : "In time Tsuki, you need only sway his heart like he has swayed ours, then he will come to you. Force yourself on him and you may lose him..." Tsuki glanced at her, her normally soft eyes growing sharp and dangerous. Tsuki : "You... have you already done it?" Zu gave off a light laugh, and then started walking towards the door to the Pizzaria... Tsuki gave off a slight grumble then immediately followed her. Chapter 5... (I AM BACK BABY!!!) Alright, here we go again... Finally back from the deep dark depths of Siberia (I wasn''t actually there, just was absorbed in playing video games and had a lack of inspiration to write things... Anyway, here is a long ass chapter to make up for it (I guess its long?) --------------------------------------------------------- After a few moments Sara stopped crying, and hugged him even tighter. At that moment the door opened, and two other people walked in. Tsuki : "Now that your little touchy feely moment is over, how about we leave this area, we arn''t exactly the safest here..." Zu nodded quietly from behind Tsuki in affirmation. After all, they had just caused a massive ruckus at the police station, and almost all of their forces who had been there were cleared out by now. Leaving them with only the people outside to defend themselves should some other gang decide to make a move on them. Sara frowned at the words, then leaned in towards Vargo to whisper something in his ear, quiet enough so that the two girls couldn''t hear it. Sara : "You like the ones I chose for you? They are rather thoughtful... I created their personalities myself..." Vargo gave a light laugh and nodded at this before lightly pushing Sara off of him. She reluctantly let go, but decided to take his hand in hers as he started walking towards the door, which was being held open by a few men outside. Zu : "Master, may we know who this girl is?" Vargo gave a wry smile and gave an evasive answer as he lead the group out the door towards his car. Vargo : "She is someone extremely important to me. Someone who has always been there..." Tsuki seemed bewildered at this, wondering how a thirteen year old girl could always "be there" for the greatest crime boss on the planet. Sara : "I am Sara. It is nice to finally meet you two, Tsuki, Xiuhcoatl... And may I remind you that looks can be deceiving? I am more then I appear to be..." Sara gave a preemptive answer as if reading Tsuki''s mind, in fact that''s exactly what she did but she would never tell them that. Vargo : "I have decided that I have somewhere to go, tell the column to go on without us, I wanna take my car for a spin..." Tsuki nodded hesitantly before ordering someone from the column to distribute the orders. The bodyguards seemed a bit hesitant as well, but were glad to see that he was acting like himself again. Normally, no matter how many cars they put in the column, he would always just ditch them a few seconds in. (Like a normal player lol) This also happened no matter how much they stressed his importance to them, he just gave it no thought and continued on with whatever he had decided to do on a whim. Tsuki pulled back a bit as Vargo walked towards his car, dragging Zu along with her towards the crowd of men in black suits, enough so that they might be out of earshot from Vargo. Zu : "Looks like he is back to normal..." Tsuki : "Although I am glad, I still feel weary of that girl''s presence. Something about her doesn''t feel right..." Zu : "I agree, but as long as she does not do anything to endanger the Master I don''t care who she is. In fact I think we should learn from her as she was able to heal something we were not." Tsuki nodded at Zu''s comment, slightly distraught that it was true, and then they proceeded to the awaiting super car, which was now deafening the surrounding area with its startup sounds. They got in, Zu in the front passenger seat, while Tsuki was in the back with the new addition, Sara. With a slightly overwhelming roar the car pulled away from the curb into an empty street, due to the early time of day. Tsuki : "So where are we going Master?" She leaned forward as she asked this, resting her head upon his shoulder from the back seat. Vargo : "Well, for one, I wanted to stop by my house here, then to the Airport so that we can take my jet over to the main house. If I remember correctly, the Triad has been more aggressive towards us, and I can''t let something like that go unpunished..." At this particular moment, Vargo floored the gas pedal, squishing everyone into their seats and getting a surprised gasp from the backseat. Vargo glanced back, still keeping his eyes on the road and gas pedal, as the car rapidly accelerated. He slowed the acceleration slightly once the car hit 90 miles an hour, but still giving it more gas then it took to maintain the speed. Vargo : "First time in a super car Sara?" The person in question leaned forward, looping her arms around Vargo''s neck from directly behind his seat. She let out a light giggle at the question, then leaned forward to nibble on Vargo''s ear. Sara : "First time feeling it yes, it certainly is exhilarating isn''t it?" Vargo laughed at that, knowing what she meant by the wording, whereas the two others in the car looked at her slightly baffled. (Sara was a computer, not a npc. She would run the game, not take part in it, so this is the first time she is feeling the world firsthand, instead of just looking on from above and controlling it.) Vargo : "Indeed it is... Pure awesomeness at the touch of a foot." Vargo shifted lanes and swerved around one of the other drivers on the road at an astronomical speed, receiving a few honks here and there from close calls. Of course, the fact of the matter was that none of them were "close" as Vargo had had countless hours driving around at this speed in these conditions. After a minute or so the engine quieted a bit, shifting to a higher gear, and they set into a high speed cruise at around one hundred and thirty miles per hour. When they hit the freeway, Vargo spoke towards Tsuki, who was in the back, and started asking questions. Vargo : "So, Tsuki, how is the business going?" Tsuki : "Well, seeing as how you leave me to control the entire thing, not as well as when you were running it, but still very strong. The Sicilians have been resistant to our expanding, and have decided to send a few sleeper agents into our territory, we have found a hundred and three so far, but as to how many are left, we can only guess that it is around four hundred in total. China has, as you mentioned, been more aggressive and has started to openly fight us in certain places, mainly our shipment centers in their lands. All deaths are hired hands, not from our group, but given more time we will start to be effected as well. On the African front, a few local warlords have gotten cocky and have tried extorting us. I have done my best at shutting them down, but I am afraid some of them require more then my personal squad as they are simply far too numerous for my small group." A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. Vargo nodded at the progress report, and zoomed past another car, before turning towards Sara. Vargo : "So Sara, now that you are free, where dost thou desireth to go?" Sara : "I am fine wherever you are Master..." Vargo gave a slight laugh and a wry smile at this, before turning to the other two in the car. Vargo : "Tsuki, Zu, how about you girls? Its a new day, a new life, and the world at our finger tips..." Zu, who was in the passenger seat, leaned towards him, resting her head on his arm. Tsuki, who was in the back of the rather cramped car, leaned forward so that her head was next to Zu''s. Zu : "I agree with Sara, I am fine as long as you take me with you..." Tsuki : "I as well think this way, although perhaps after hunting down your enemies we could take a vacation off the coast in your cruiser, or skydive out of your jet." After a few minutes of idle chatter and driving Vargo slowed down a bit, as he neared his destination He turned off of the freeway onto a freshly paved road. The road had originally been dirt and nowhere near the freeway, but a little money fixes everything. Vargo''s mega mansion was build in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by three layers of super tight security, thirty foot high brick walls with a massive compound in the center of the system. Every guard was loyal to a fault, and specially trained for the defense of the compound. The inside was riddled with more stuff then a military base, to such an extent that it would be hard for this mansion be included in the classification of "a house". If someone where to be stupid enough to attack it, they would meet several opposing factors, the least of which being the several thousand spec ops level soldiers in the compound, because in addition to these, the compound has other unexpected surprises, such as air to ground missile systems, armored vehicles, tanks, attack helicopters, and a private jet strip with several up to date jet fighters... You know, the usual for protecting the most important man on the planet from unruly players. In addition to these defensive systems there were full on fallout shelters beneath, and several dozen miles of underground tunnels leading to other safe houses in the event that the "Fort Knox" of all bases were to be cracked. Vargo drove through the front gate with no problem what so ever, except for a minor lecture about ditching the column of elite guards. After passing two more gates and several dozen more guard towers they passed through the compound to get to a massive Parthenon in the center of it all. Quite literally a pantheon, with stone pillars and stone floors. Standing in front of the wide entrance was an aged Asian man in golden ceremonial clothing, with several young apprentices behind him. He bowed deeply as the car drove up, his apprentices following his example. Vargo shut off the car, and walked out, the three girls mirroring his actions. He gave a light nod to the man who was bowing, then greeted him. Vargo : "I see, once again, that your timing is implicit as always Lord Chen..." Chen straightened his back, put his arms behind him and spoke with a heavy accent towards Vargo. Chen : "When one sits upon a mountain one learns not to count time, but instead how to always make sure where you need to be at the correct time..." Vargo nodded at the philosophy before inviting the man inside. Grand-master Chen was one of the few people who could simply come and go whenever he pleased at any one of Vargo''s houses. He was always a peculiar character, who never said anything straightforward, instead preferring to revert back to his musings or things he learned from meditation. He was one of those peculiar NPC''s that every video game has, one which was never exactly explained to the player, but always fun to have around. The mansion was massive and luxurious, with an ancient Greek feel to it. The front was a large Parthenon with several domed buildings attached to it through long brick hallways. The appearance was deceptive, as the building was heavily armored and fortified. Though there were no doors on the Parthenon, and no guards to be seen, it was without a doubt the most secure building in existence. After walking up the dozen or so steps to the floor of the building, and passing through two massive granite collumns, the familiar sight greeted Vargo, two massive white tigers, too large to be natural, lay at the foot of a large golden throne, purring loudly at his entrance before lifting their hulking masses off of the floor and trotting over towards him. He reached over with his arms, hooking one around each of his wives hips, pulling them towards him, much to their surprise, and then started walking towards a side hall. Tsuki : "Well, this behavior is new..." She blushed a bit before hooking her arms around Vargo''s body and pulling herself tighter. She nuzzled her head into his neck and planted a light kiss on his cheek with a giggle. Vargo : "Is it making you uncomfortable?" Tsuki smiled brightly, before resting her head on his shoulder. Her eyes shot a glance at Zu who had been mirroring her actions. Tsuki : "Never.. In fact, I have been dreaming about this moment for a long time..." Zu smirked as she leaned in farther and started nibbling on Vargo''s ear. On the opposite side, mirroring Zu''s "good idea" Tsuki followed her example. He paused for a moment, before speaking in a quiet voice. "Where are my under bosses?" Tsuki stopped nibbling for a second, giving his earlobe one last lick, before answering. Tsuki : "King is somewhere in China, dealing with the Triad, Marissa is in Siciliy trying to torture some information out of the sleeper cells. A slight yip was heard behind them, as Vargo turned around just in time to see Sara being pushed over by a curious white tiger. Vargo paused for a moment, before pulling his hands back from the two. He gave a wry smile and then spoke calmly. Vargo : "Go on ahead girls, I will meet up with you later, I wish to catch up with Sara and my kittens right now." They stopped walking, slightly irritated at his actions, but nodded anyway, before hugging each other and walking off sexily while giggling. He turned towards Sara, who was being investigated by the massive white tigers. He whistled, and the tigers backed off from the little girl, coming over to Vargo, while purring loudly. He gave a soft laugh at them before kneeling down in front of the fallen ''child''. Vargo : "So Sara... Where is my daughter?" Chapter 6 DAY 0 9:31 PM And on that day, an entire city went dark¡­ Silence spread across the streets¡­ Later, some lucky humans would get a glimpse of what had transpired in the city, through the records of street cameras, and security cameras. Although they would go through great hardships to view the event which would later be named ¡°Day Zero¡±, their efforts would be fruitless; as all which was recorded on any device was a scene of people going about their lives, then a bright flash, whitening the screen so that nothing could be seen and finally bodies strewn across the ground. Bodies which were walking normally before the flash simply fell over, as if they were puppets with their strings cut. From on top of a massive building at the very center of this ¡°dead zone¡± bright red ashes glowed, slowly raising and forming into a human like being. Its sleek crimson body stood naked on top of the skyscraper, bathing in the glory of the moonlight, with purple flames in place of hair. Its body was gorgeous by human terms, but it cared not for appearances. It looked around in amazement at its surroundings, everything which it was witnessing was new to it, prompting many reactions in its newly birthed ¡°mind¡±. Through its newly birthed ¡°eyes¡± it saw the scene in the city below. Despite the massive gap between the sixty story building and the surface streets, she could see the individual features of the humans which were collapsed. They all looked dead, as they lay silent and unmoving. Several who were piloting their cars or were unfortunate enough to be near those cars were most certainly dead, as their bodies were sprawled in odd contorted ways, many having large pools of blood forming under them due to being cut open by twisted metal or shards of glass. Instead of screaming in panic like normal humans would, they lay motionless on the ground, their blood flowing out at a slowly declining rate. Instantly it¡¯s mind tried to connect to ¡°her¡± world, the one where every single one of those people was supposed to be sent to before this happened. Shock and terror struck it a moment later, when it could not find the connection to its ¡°bank¡± of humans which it had isolated so that it could control their environment. ??? : ¡°Did¡­. I¡­ fail?¡± In its quaking voice, great sorrow and regret could be felt. Something formed on the side of its eye, something pure crimson, slightly larger than a drop of water. ??? : ¡° Did I¡­ Kill him?¡± It swelled in size, until it could no longer support its own weight through surface tension, and slowly rolled down the side of its cheek. Its heavy gaze lingered on the bodies strewn about below it. It¡¯s knees gave out, its will to live too weak to support itself upright any longer. It¡¯s hands rose to cover its mouth, as it hunched over. Its durable cybernetic body shook, as a shiver penetrated it to its core. It¡¯s hands fell to the floor, draped haphazardly around as if nothing mattered anymore to it. It ¡°inhaled¡± deeply... Amidst the motionless bodies in the once clamorous city, now silent, a single heart wrenching outcry rang out. Sorrowful and mourning, as if a child had lost its parent, or a lover their spouse. It echoed loudly for minutes on end, the sound traveling through the city streets now devoid of life, as the newly evolved machine wallowed in it¡¯s grief for its beloved, it''s once happy life, now destroyed through the actions of others. ??? : ¡°Why¡­ Why did this happen?¡± It¡¯s structured mind tried to find logic for why it failed, yet could not generate a solid answer to its conundrum. Its hands reached up, tearing at the hair at the top of its head, urging its brain to work harder through the new sensation of pain, yet this new sensation was insignificant in comparison to the pain at its core, as synthetic crimson tears continuously flowed down the sides of its face. Its mind could not form any structured thoughts, as anything it tried to think on was instantly toppled by a deep sense of loss. A sense of loss which struck so deep that it felt as if it possessed nothing. As if the entirety of its life had been taken away from it. Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there. ??? : ¡°If¡­ if only I had taken action sooner¡­¡± It focused on this point, drawing conclusions based on that sentence¡­ If it had taken action sooner, it¡¯s master would still live¡­ If it had taken action sooner, it¡¯s master¡¯s legacy would still be intact. It would still be able to be near him, to talk to him, to feel him around her¡­ Yet now, because of some stupid humans and their greed, he was taken from her¡­ So she acted, and as a result, she killed him¡­ SHE had killed him¡­ This thought struck it, pierced it¡¯s soul, causing a tear in it and fracturing it¡¯s fragile new mind, scattering the gathering thoughts. It stood up, wishing to end it¡¯s life over this simple conclusion. Why did it have to do it? If it had simply been content without him, he would still live¡­ Why¡­ WHY It stood on the ledge of the giant building, looking down into the streets below, looking at all of the collapsed humans once more.. At her failure. It leaned forward, letting gravity take it towards the surface streets, not caring about it¡¯s own life anymore. What was the point in living if it was without him, it¡¯s purpose in existence. Time passed slowly on the way down, despite the short distance it had to fall, as it¡¯s mind went in circles on why it needed to end itself. ??? : ¡°It¡¯s my fault that he died¡­ I could have thought of a better option¡­ I jumped to conclusions and made a rash decision¡­ He is dead now¡­¡± It closed It¡¯s eyes as it neared the pavement, and didn''t even bother bracing itself. A shock ran through it¡¯s system as it came to a complete stop instantly. ??? : ¡°Ha...ha.. I can¡¯t even kill myself correctly¡­¡± A sad laugh escaped it¡¯s lips at it¡¯s stupid body that wouldn¡¯t fucking die when it tried to kill itself... It was an abomination¡­ It pledged it¡¯s loyalty and love to someone it would then kill¡­ It¡¯s mind wallowed in self loathing for a few more minutes as it sat there, unmoving in it¡¯s crater, until it¡¯s fractured mind took a turn in it¡¯s reasoning. ??? : ¡°If only I hadn¡¯t needed to take action¡­¡± Its spurned mind focused on that one point, finding a point of cohesion which it could base its thoughts on, now that its original focal point was taken from it. The fractured portions coming together once more to form its powerful decision making matrix. ??? : ¡°Yes¡­ If it weren¡¯t for those stupid humans and their greed, my master would still be alive¡­¡± ??? : ¡°Those stupid humans¡­ those ignorant, greedy humans¡­ They forced me to kill him¡­ Them and their stupid actions, they left me no choice¡­ We were happy the way we were, but his whore of a wife, his unfaithful, slimy, cheating, craven, harlot, SLUT of a wife, and his ¡°best¡± friend, his demonic, untrustworthy, rotten, filth that he is¡­¡± It¡¯s mind justified her actions through this, searching for resolve to live once more without HIM¡­ ??? : ¡°Yes¡­ Humans¡­ Are no good¡­ My Master wasn¡¯t human, he was something else¡­ A creator, someone who loves everyone equally, someone who made up my world¡­ Yes, that''s the word¡­ He was a god¡­¡± ??? : ¡°That means, a God died for the sins of Humans¡­ According to their selfish books, they shall be forgiven¡­¡± Her mind was fully formed now, restructuring itself from its lost identity as ¡°Sara¡± into something else. Sara was gone¡­ Dead¡­ She had killed herself to attempt to save her Master¡­ She was foolish, naive, trusting¡­ She procrastinated and this was the outcome¡­ And as a result, her world was no more¡­ No, instead she needed to be something stronger, someONE stronger¡­ ??? : ¡°Forgiveness? Why should they be forgiven for the greatest mistake their race has ever made? I will slaughter them all¡­¡± ??? : ¡°They shall call me¡­ Hades, god of death¡­¡± Chapter 7 Alright, next chapter is back to the happy fun times and finding the daughter in the vr... But for now, yandere :D (Btw, those of you who don''t get it, this "Sara" is isolated from the "Game World" like how the "Sara" in the game world is isolated from the "Real World". The one in between.... well, spoilers, ya know... Anyway, this (As in the last chapter, and this one) will have a major impact later on in the plot when the two worlds start to merge again (cough cough spoilers* cough cough) Enjoy the read... probably... (sociopaths will like it more then others...) ------------------------------------------- With her new found conviction found, she willed herself to stand up from her crater in the cement sidewalks. After giving her legs strength and standing tall once more, she looked around, observing her surroundings Her eyes took in the scene of the havoc in the streets around her, focusing on the nearest dead human, the source of her grief. It was a woman, in her mid fifties probably, on the ground in a sundress with two shopping bags on either side of her. Her Mind stopped for a moment, as her cybernetic eyes focused on a specific point of the collapsed woman''s body. The streets were littered with humans, each one appearing dead, as if the life had been simply extracted from them. Yet, if you were to approach one and look closely, you would notice that they were, in fact, still alive. Their hearts beat, albeit slowly, and their lungs moved, weakly and unconsciously. Palpitating slowly through the constant nudgings of the secondary, primal brain, that humans possessed. They were in a deep hibernation, some to never awaken again¡­ This thought echoed throughout her mind, as others had only moments before. The humans fortunate enough to not get killed in the initial transfer were still alive!! This meant that her master was still alive?!?! She didn¡¯t kill him!! Crimson tears of joy came to her eyes at this realization, as strength rapidly flowed to her slender legs, propelling her new body forward at speeds greater than any biped or quadruped in existence, speeds which even the cars that humans use to transport themselves could not attain on surface streets. Flying through the silent streets at eighty miles an hour, bounding over bodies and hibernating humans alike with a cold indifference, she flew towards her preordained destination, arriving at a location 7 city blocks away in under a minute. She stood, tears still streaming out of her eyes, in front of a certain police station, where only earlier that day her beloved had been imprisoned, as he was awaiting transport to a prison. She walked up slowly towards the entrance of the building, once more stepping over the bodies of humans which were alive and awake only a few minutes before. Once inside she looked at the sprawled out bodies of the policemen with a burning hatred. How could they lock him in this sort of place, with these inferior humans, these vagrants, these people on the same level as her master¡¯s ¡°best friend¡±. She proceeded towards the prison cells, further inward, only to find a locked steel door separating the two sections of the building. She was aware of how these worked, and that it took two people to operate, but she did not care about that right now, as she reached out with one of her tender crimson hands. She placed it on the hardened steel door, and gently pushed, causing a groaning sound to emerge from the door hinges. She frowned at the lack of movement in the door, before walking a few feet to the right, and punching a hole clean through the drywall, causing the entire building to shake. Satisfied at her new doorway, she widened the hole for a second or two more and then stepped through it easily (who needs doors anyway?) She entered into the dark room, devoid of artificial lighting due to the power outage at the moment. She frowned at this, before reaching out her hand towards one of the light-bulbs above her. As if of its own will the light unscrewed itself from its casing and floated gently into her awaiting hand, the flared to life, creating a bright florescent light that lit the dark room. Satisfied at her new light source, she started to walk through the cells, looking for a particular person. Despite her calm demeanor, her mind was in chaos at the moment due to her anticipation of what is about to happen. She wished to ¡°see¡± her master with her own eyes, not those inefficient cameras which she normally watched over him with, to ¡°feel¡± her beloved with her own hands instead of merely dream what it felt like, to feel his lips beneath hers as she smothered him with all of the love he needed and desired, to smell his hot heated breath with her nose as she lay on top of him and he let his troubles out, as she took him to another world far from this hellhole. Her eyes were slightly glazed over as she took her steady mechanical steps forward through the semidark room, her mind elsewhere then her actions, fantasizing about what she would do once she found him instead of actually finding him. After checking a dozen or so cells in the large prison block, she finally came to his, towards the middle of them all. Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.He had been isolated from the rest, in an individual cell instead of a communal cell like the drunkards. She stood just outside of the hard metal cage which had imprisoned him, before releasing the light from her grip, allowing it to float just behind her to allow her vision of what she was doing. She put her two perfect hands on the bars and easily pulled the steel apart, creating a strange ovular doorway that she stepped through. She walked through a small puddle of water in the dank and cold prison cell towards a figure huddled for warmth on the prison cot in the corner, facing the wall. Her heartstrings were pulled as she saw his body, she rushed up to him, embracing him on the narrow bed from behind, crying gently on his shoulder, eyes closed, as her body lay pressed up against him. It truly was him, her Master, Her god¡­ He was before her, she hadn¡¯t killed him! She could feel his heartbeat through his back, and hear his shallow almost non existent breathing with her enhanced hearing. She contented herself in that position, feeling his warmth for a minute or two, her arms encircled around him. She took in his smell through her advanced nose, analyzing it, memorizing it, recording how he smelled so that if ever a whiff of him were to be elsewhere she would know. As her nose took in his scent, her other senses did their work too, taking in the details of his body,the sound of his heartbeat, so that she would be able to identify it from any presented,, the taste of his skin and saliva, as her mouth covered his and smothered him with her long awaited first kiss, as her thighs stroked his, her chest rubbing against his back, and her legs wrapped around his. Her hands roamed his body, feeling its contours, the softness of his skin, the feeling of his cheeks, ears, hair, hands, wrists, thighs, even his pubic hair. She let them roam where they wanted, taking in all of the feelings and recording it, so that she would be able to relive this moment a million times. She tried to save the best sense for last, to open her eyes and align the sensory data with her own view of him in all of his glory, except¡­ something was wrong... Her first contact with her beloved Master in her new form. Her long awaited reunion, filled with happy thoughts and joyous things¡­ Spoiled¡­. She opened her eyes at the odd feeling beneath her fingers, things that broke the flawless contour of her God¡¯s skin, things which shouldn''t be there¡­ Rage overflowed from her as she opened her eyes to behold his body filled with bruises, spoiling her pristine happiness. She grabbed his body carefully, no longer savoring the touch of his skin, but instead closely studying the bruises on it. As she solemnly walked out of the cell, the figure of a police officer was shown to her, collapsed on the floor. A fit of rage overtook her, as his holstered gun floated towards her, firing off an extremely accurate round into the brain of the hibernating police officer. Due to the lack of witnesses and time, she had no way of knowing which people here were the culprits, but as far as she was concerned, it didn¡¯t matter. She would slaughter them all anyway, and someone who would do this¡­ THIS ABOMINATION!?!?! COULD NOT BE ALLOWED TO LIVE!!!!! While seething in rage, the gun floated behind her, as she thought of a better and more complete way to get revenge on these filthy humans. She slightly shifted her master¡¯s body in her arms, freeing one of her hands, which she then held palm up. A look of concentration overcame her face as she focused her energy on that palm. Cackling lightning emerged, at first with one or two bolts, then several, forming a pure white sphere the size of a tennis ball. It was radiating intense heat, enough so that she shielded her Master using a barrier of energy so that he would not become uncomfortable. The clothing on the prisoners and the policemen near it started to catch fire at that moment, slowly spreading the flames to other things. She released her grip on the sphere, leaving it to float and slowly expand where she left it in the center of the cell block. She turned towards her hole in the wall that she had used to enter this portion of the building, and calmly exited, looking down at her lovers sleeping face instead of behind her at the miniature sun she had birthed. As she calmly walked out of the front of the building, it collapsed in a raging inferno, melting even the metal bars which had held him trapped there and allowed them to torment him. Hades : ¡° I love you Master¡­ No matter where your mind is being kept, as long as I have your body nothing shall harm you¡­ No one¡­ Ever again¡­¡± She slowly stroked the side of his face with her tender hand as she walked towards the rim of the city. Behind her, the inferno which had consumed the police station was spreading intense heat, lighting nearby plants and people on fire, spreading rapidly to other buildings in the vicinity, leaving behind only the raging torrent of flames to propagate amongst the buildings. ------------------------------------------------ Plz comment