AvA: Corruption

Ch. 11 - Corrupt Commander

King ran along the corridor, Vermillion and Positive following close behind. They rounded a corner and came upon a set of double doors.

King turned to face the other two. "Not a word," he hissed, and pushed open the doors.

They stepped into a spacious room lit by nearly two dozen lanterns. A red carpet was rolled down the middle, and at the end, seated upon a black marble throne, was a black stick with black hair outlined with violet. A strangely-shaped arm cuff was fitted onto one arm.

The three sticks knelt. "Mistress," King croaked.

The black stick- the mistress- spoke. "I hear you... met someone."

"Y-yes, mistress."

"Did she... say anything?"

"Y-yes."

"What?"

"She... she said to tell you that your... your sister has returned."

The mistress snorted. "I thought as much. Anything else?"

"N-no."

"Hmph. Very well. I have a new assignment for you."

King looked up. "Mi... mistress?"

"Bring my sister to me, and DON'T corrupt her. I want to speak to her in her current mental state."

"Y-yes, mistress." King got up, bowed, and quickly left the room. The other two followed, shutting the doors behind them.

The mistress lowered her head, a smile spreading across her face. She chuckled darkly. "Oh, sister, how I've longed to finally meet you. Now that you've found me, I guess I can't hide anything from you anymore.

"You, being the one our parents really love, deserve some love from your other family member. I didn't get any love from our parents. They locked me under those disgusting floorboards for ages. If it hadn't been for my supposedly foster parents, my body would probably still be there, curled up, with insects crawling all over me. If you're trying to turn me around, good luck, because you won't. Ever. Even you aren't as good as you think. So take some love from your dear sister. I have a present for you. Come and get it."