Pentagon

Chapter 38- The Reaper In White.

Two days later, Olympia was coming home from making her rounds around her property to make sure that there wasn't any danger.

After that last attack, The Order has made no moves onto her territory. However, they have begun to take people hostage. Olympia took that as a sign that they wished to challenge her, a challenge she will gladly accept.

Usually, she would have shown her face by now, but she wanted to take a different approach. She tried to convince herself that if she acted like she didn't care, then they would leave humans alone, but alas, she dropped the idea.

Coming through the front doors, she was met with the norm. That norm being people walking in and out of doors, across halls, and out to the gardens or training grounds.

She shook her head and continued up to her room to change.

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"Hey May, what'cha reading?" Olympia asked as she peeked over May's right shoulder curiously.

May jumped up and covered the book with her chest. Olympia raised her left eyebrow in suspicion before snapping, making the book disappear from May's grasp and reappear into Olympia's open hand.

"Oh? Reading up on me, are you?" Olympia gave a sly smirk before snickering and handing the book back to May.

The young woman shyly nodded as a small red hue made its way to her cheeks.

Olympia chuckled.

"The numbers are wrong," Olympia suddenly said, which caused May to instantly look up. Olympia nodded towards the book and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I didn't kill a million." She shrugged. May tilted her head, about to ask a question, but Olympia beat her to it.

"In all my years of life I've killed about..." Olympia paused, placing her right index finger on her lips in thought before snapping when the number finally came to her mind.

"Somewhere around fourty million people but eh, who's counting." She shrugged once more. May had her mouth open in shock, drawing out a soft giggle from the pillar.

Coming closer, Olympia closed May's mouth with her index and middle finger before walking past May. Knowing May was going to turn around, Olympia shot her a wink before sauntering off elsewhere.

May shook her head with a smile before opening the book once more. Flipping through the pages and chapters, she came across her favorite one. "Chapter 38, The reaper in white." as those who wrote the book called it.

Men and women from all the higher-ups in the organization were waging war....

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A young woman walked through the streets of a small village on the outskirts of Marodia. She sported an elegant white satin dress with a white fur coat draped over her shoulders. Her tanned skin brought out her bright red eyes and bright white hair. Her silver rhinestoned, red bottom closed toed stilletoes clacking up the cement steps of the hidden cemetery.

She knew that The Order was at their final stages of contructing the war they were itching to have. She also knew that there were people who needed to die. Those whose clock was ticking its final ticks, those who were being reborn or born for the first time, their first life.