Tenebrous [h.s]

Chapter 00

NO POV :

Zoe woke up dazed in an unknown building and an unknown place. The blood coming from her back didn't gush in a constant flow, but in time with the beating of her heart. At first it came thick and strong, flowing through her fingers as they clasped the stabbed flesh. She felt the blood move over her hand, the thick fluid no warmer or cooler than her own skin. She wasn't scared though, someone may say she was amped up. So much had changed in a matter of months. 

Currently, murderous, bloodthristy and with a crushing weight on her chest. This was it, the moment to avenge her people, despite her condition. Her feelings have been a mess, her life a rollercoaster. Ups and downs were there, but she never expected this kind of betrayal.

Despite her limping body the look on her face could kill. Ignoring all the physical and mental pain she walks through the corridors with a gun on her right hand and a knife on the other. Numbness consumes her body, in this right moment she is heartless. They are watching her from the CCTV, she knows they are watching her. She kills everyone in her way, showing no mercy, like they didn't show her, it's her time to shine.

Her aim is on point, shooting all of them in the middle of their foreheads, training is finally paying off. The corridor is narrow, gray walls surrounding her, she opens every door on her left and right, killing everyone in her way. Sweating, Zoe doesn't feel pain anymore her bleeding body is finally numb. 

She knows she doesn't have a lot of time but surprisingly she couldn't give two fucks. Her sole purpose is to find them, death is something that she has grown accustomed to and she won't back down now even if she meets her demise.

She reloaded her gun when suddenly there was a knife against her throat. Her knife fell on the floor. She thrashed around but to no avail. "Stop moving and drop the gun." the man whispered angrily in her ear, she complied. "Good girl" he said "Now Ophelia wants to see you and you better not do anything funny because you will regret it". 

As he took the first step, Zoe lifted her foot kicking the knife in the air and catching it, everything happened so fast, she stabbed his hand before he could react and he dropped his knife, now she was the one pinning him against the wall with her knife against his throat. His startled face made her smirk. " Where are they?" Her voice is deep and gravelly. 

He didn't answer so she pushed the knife to the point of blood running down his neck, slowly and steadily but he didn't crack. She kicked him straight in his balls, still nothing, so she did something that every logical person would do and elbowed him straight in his nose. Blood started spewing out and a cry of agony left his mouth. Zoe broke his nose.

"Fuck, you bitch, they are in the interrogation room at the end of the corridor." he shouted in immense pain the next second she had slit his throat and he was lying dead on the floor, she grabbed her gun and continued on with her route.

Betrayal, an act of deliberate disloyalty, something everyone hears but never believes that's going to happen to them. It takes a lot to trust people, especially in the case of Zoe, broken from the moment she was born, once you have broken that trust, you better run. The effects of betrayal include shock, loss and grief, morbid preoccupation, damaged self-esteem, self-doubting, anger. Not infrequently they produce life-altering changes. The saddest thing about it, is that it never comes from your enemies. Zoe did not have the time to think about how her life would change because of what happened, she was running out of time. Her rage fuelled her will to confront that person.

How would she confront them? She had no idea, no plan, but the ultimate consequence of this situation is her death. Her suffering never seizes to stop. Maybe dying was the only way of getting away from all of this. The calmness and acceptance of that possibility was established so many years ago. Her ultimate escape, she thought, had to be her death.