Scavengers {#Wattys2016}

Chapter Thirteen

Jeanne sat in her office at her desk staring at the live video recording being projected on the surface of her desk from the drone. Chaos. Utter humiliation. Jeanne had been watching this over and over again. Jeanne clenched her teeth angered. She slammed her first onto her desk. This can't be! This couldn't be!

Jeanne flinched seeing a light flicker onto her desk. She had a call. From the other six elders of the New World Order. The Pure Ones. The seven Pure Ones were the elders and embodiment of the order. Jeanne swallowed and answered.

Six individuals appeared raised in the air.

Jeanne- Pure One

Oblivion- Pure Two

Rosaria- Pure Three

Kira-Pure Four

Lore-Pure Five

Orion- Pure Six

Dominion-Pure Seven

These were the central core of the New World Order. The Pure Ones. Jeanne swallowed but resumed a stiff and strict face.

Rosaria looked at Jeanne, "Care to inform us what is going on?", she asked.

"A small dilemma outside the wall and it's borders. It is being handled though", said Jeanne in response. 

"Small? Really? You really aren't funny Jeanne", said Dominion smirking. He enjoyed pestering her. 

"It's already over. The civilian revolt has been put down. They aren't a threat. The city is being burned as we speak", said Jeanne motioning to the glass window where far off in the distance there was dark grey rising smoke. 

"What was your reason for the deployment of the troops? You did not advise us of your actions Jeanne", said Kira with  solid expression of boredom on her face. She was tossing around a paper air plane and caught it as it looped back to her. Kira didn't really care but she knew the other's did. 

Jeanne looked at Rosaria, "There was a disturbance, a threat to our peace. I handled it", said Jeanne. 

"Oh? Really? This man here? You were afraid of this one man?", asked Dominion smirking as he showed the rest the frozen screen shot of the soldier being choked. 

"No, not just him, the illegals were a threat. As they've always been", snapped Jeanne. 

"So you are afraid of these sobbing women and children and their cowering fathers too?", asked Dominion now showing a screen shot of his meticulous description.

"Well....if you were afraid of him where is he now?", asked Rosaria demanding an answer. 

"I don't know, I only wanted to get rid of those who were a danger from this list. At the moment....he's the only one who I can't find", said Jeanne. 

"Oh aren't you in a small predicament then aren't you Jeanne?", teased Dominion.

"No, I have solutions, gentlemen, let the guests in", said Jeanne flicking her hand to the soldiers at the door. 

The doors opened and in stepped three individuals. Dressed oddly. They gave off a strange vibe of eeriness within the room.

Dominion chuckled, "Oooo.....looks like you intend to let the finely crafted go after your little missing rat", he said stroking his go-tea and stared from under his dark glasses. 

"Ladies and gentlemen I'd like to formally introduce these volunteers, The Hunter, The Seer, and The Repeater there. They are genetically modified from the research lab in your district Dominion. You should be honored that they made it all this way", said Jeanne, now it was her turn to smirk. 

Dominion was pissed but he didn't show it. He smiled a small smile, "I know, I hope they do well...a good field test never hurts", said Dominion. He tilted his head, "We do hope we will be kept informed. I personally will monitor their progress and lay it over to you", said Dominion who left abruptly. 

Lore looked at Jeanne she said nothing and flickered away. However her silence was enough to tell Jeanne that she did not like the situation of being...left in the dark. 

Kira scoffed and left along with Rosaria. 

Oblivion was still there. Jeanne looked at him. In return to feeling her look he spoke after several moments of silence. He was laying down and staring into the abyss of nothing. He then raised his head. White hair glistening. 

"It is not one man alone you should fear....it is what he can enthrall in many that you should fear", said Oblivion. Who then showed the screen shot of three illegals standing with guns and firing. 

Oblivion spoke again, "You cannot instill fear...to such kinds of man". 

"I will handle it", snapped Jeanne. 

"You will only try to... but to such kinds of man. You already gave them fear once....they will not fear it again", said Oblivion. " Such kinds of man....instead will give it to you". 

Oblivion then flickered away leaving Jeanne there in her office silently on her own.

The hunter spoke in a deep metallic voice, "We will....hunt down this rat". 

"See to it that you do nothing less", said Jeanne staring at the picture. She folded her hands and intertwined her fingers and narrowed her eyes angrily. She would get them. All  of them if she had to.