"Beelzebub in position. Outer guards were easy," my earpiece whispers. I nod, then realize no one can hear a nod.
"Okay. Anyone else?" I respond verbally.
"Lilith approaching the target." I focus my sniper scope on where Squad Lilith should be. The world is highlighted in red as I zoom closer.
"I don't have eyes, Lilith,"
"You really should be careful how you word things," Talyn quips, elbowing me in the side. I lower my gun to see she's smirking at me, the scars across her now lacerated eyes stretching.
"Sorry, Babe " I reply and try to think of something clever to say back.
"Okay, we're here." I look through my scope to see Killian and Declan perched outside the second-story stained glass windows.
"I see you."
"Oh, can you see this?" Killian asks, flipping off my general direction.
"Fuck off," I laugh.
"Children, can we focus?" Frida speaks up. She always refers to us as children, despite being 14, the youngest out of all of us.
"Sorry," Killian and I mumble in sync.
"Abaddon in position," Ayesha confirms.
"Let's rock this shit," Tal says, her face sparkling.
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The Steeple- Orignal Story
Science FictionA work of original Science Fiction, written as a final for an English class, but I was extremely proud of it and wanted to put it somewhere. CW for violence and cursing
