Nya and Terror proceeded down the corridor that led to her suite. As she walked, she tried to rationalize her actions to herself.
This has nothing to do with me, she thought
Then why am I helping him, a complete stranger? She replied herself
Because he interests me, she reasoned, maybe if I help him now, he'll help me with my agenda later... when I actually have one?
That is a very big if, she counters, what if he decides to turn on me instead?
Then I guess I'll just kill him, she decides,
Hmm, at least I have a back-up plan,
She concluded the internal monologue as they reached the room, just as an older couple came around the corner and saw the two of them. The wife eyed them suspiciously, especially when she caught a glimpse of Nya's vampiric eyes. Thinking quickly, Nya grabbed Terror and pulled him into a passionate kiss, running her hands all over his back and making them look like two horny young people who wanted to get somewhere private so that could have sex. Her gambit paid off as, as soon as the PDA started, the couple averted their gazes.
Still entangled in faux passion, Nya fumbled around with her hands for the door controls. Once she found it, she opened her door and pushed the lykan inside forcefully. Once inside, the room and the door slid closed, and Nya smacked her lips, "Sorry about that," she said
"No worries. I'm not," he said, a smirk on his lips as he sat on the bed, "you're actually a pretty good kisser;"
"Thanks, I guess." Nya said, "Now that we're alone, maybe you can explain why you're being chased by Providence agents?" she said as she took a seat on the armchair facing the bed with crossed legs.
Providence was the largest private military and security contractor in Hyperion, they were the de facto authority that policed a majority of the territories.
"It's a pretty hard to believe story," Terror said
"I can believe a lot," she said, crossing her arms
"Do you believe in fairy tales?" he said then
"Depends on the fairy tale, I guess," she shrugged
Terror took a breath before explaining, "Have you heard the stories of the first ones... or maybe you know them as the originals?"
"You mean the Io?" Nya asked.
Almost every civilization in Hyperion had some sort of myth or legend based about the Io, very little was actually known about these enigmatic beings, except that they were beings of immense power and they created the very first origins that empires rose and fell around.
"Yeah, sure, anyway, on the planet where I was raised, there was this particular legend, that when the universal empire of the first ones fell and they were wiped from the cosmos, they had a secret plan to bring themselves back, they left 'heirs' among the lower races, granting them the power to command origins."
"Okay," Nya nodded. so, he was familiar with the Regis?
"Well, there's strong evidence that these 'heirs' actually exist, and that they possess capabilities beyond adepts and phantasms," Terror explained, "and a whole cabal of them control Hyperion from the shadows,"
"Are you getting to anything resembling point soon?" Nya asked impatiently
"Suppose you were a handsome, dashing young lykan and you wanted to find these heirs for... 'personal reasons'," Terror hypothesized, "but to do so you supposedly had to steal something from Providence that they aren't too keen on letting out of their control."
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King of Chaos
Science FictionShe had been attacked, raped and left for dead in the street, but the moment she woke up, she discovered she now had the combined experience of two very different people from very different lifetimes in her head, as well as a mysterious mark branded...