Chapter Thirty Two- The Culprit

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[Trigger warning: Gun Violence]

-Guardian Units of Nations HQ-
(G.U.N)

There's a Eerie feeling in the air....It almost feels like your being choked.

The commander steps back from his table and goes outside as the feeling becomes too much to bare.

"I'll be right back men. Continue your work!!" The commander assured.

He walks outside and Zovaal appears behind him.

"GAH! Augh.. at least give me a warning before you go and scare me like that..." he growls.

"Why should I listen with you.." Zovaal asks with a grin.

The commander gets silent.

"Heh heh.. how's the progress on your project going?" Zovaal asks whilst staring at the Commander.

The commander hesitates to speak but he eventually gives in to Zovaals command.

"Smo..smoothy, it's going quite smoothly Zovaal.." he gulps as he finishes.

Zovaal rubs his boney hands together and laughs under his breath.

"That's great.. all according to plan.."

"Would you...like to see her..?" The commander asks.

"Hm?" Zovaal raises a non existent eyebrow up at the commander.

He laughs once more.

"No no.. I want to see the finished product Commander.. you should know better than to give away priceless knowledge to a colleague that you don't even know.."

He seems to be laughing a lot today.

"I would love to but I have my own vessel to deal with right now.. she's.. a bit more advanced that what we planned."

"She kept her memories intact.."

"The good ones."

"And the bad ones.."

The commander looks at the agitated skeletal figure in front of him.

"Is that a bad thing?" He asks.

"Not.. necessarily but.. if she were to run into someone she knows.. which WILL happen, I'll have to deal with it."

"My bones are going to crack if I work any harder.." he begins with his dramatic act.

When the commander doesn't fall for his tricks he gets back up from his position.

"Commander.." he starts.

The commander looks up at him.

"How about...another deal?" He starts.

The commanders face ignites in rage in just a matter of seconds.

"E..ENOUGH WITH YOUR GAMES..!" He yells in a fit of anger.

"WHAT IS IT.. THAT YOU WISH FROM ME!"

Zovaal glares at the commander as the air around them begins to get thin.

The sky begins to turn a dark blue.. darker..and darker..

..until it's black

Zovaal's puplis glow white.

"Unless you want me to send you to the afterlife..you won't raise your voice at me again.."

"COMMANDER.."

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