Chapter 21, War

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War has brewed. I do not know who I'm fighting and who will stand with me so why not take them all out. Starting with Gail Sanders. I send a cue for my army to set up missiles and grenades around the house before they started shooting up the green house on the hill.

Windows shattered, doors fallen, thundering sounds of heartbeats ringing of fear. This will be the ultimate battle and I will kill them all.

Then everyone stops, no one makes a sound.

"What are you all doing, light the place up!" I commanded.

Still no one spoke, they only pointed to Quincy on the roof of the house with a Volcanic Eruptor. It's an old tool the pack has never had to use, but it's deadly in Hawaii.

That over powers my use for grenades and missiles. If a missile hits that thing we're all dead and anyone within 209 miles. I can cross those weapons out.

My eyes dart to the right of the home I see Marcos with a canon so big and modern he could aim it at me and still take out everyone, crossing out my use for guns.

It's like somehow they knew exactly what I was going do before I did it, Marcos is smart but not psychic.

"Where is Gail?" I speak out knowing I can't blow this place up like I intended and none of them are on my side.

I need to get to the point. They have someone I want, the person who lit the match to the candle of war. The match and candle has always there but only he had the guts to test me and light it.

"He doesn't want to see you Keeyln! Your cold hearted!" The words coming from Quincy's mouth surprised me.

Quincy could say all he wanted, even as children but he'd never before dared to say that, the truth. He loved to lie to me. Quincy and the truth don't get along. I have no idea why but it stung me into a moment of silence.

I look at Marcos, who's nodding to Quincy like he did the right thing. I ball my fists up, if what they want is the Queen of all Hell unleashed on Earth then that's what they'll get.

The way I cared for all three of them like I haven't before including that skimpy little bitch of a daughter , that I would keep my eyes open for - like no other, like they were family, and even if I treated them poorly it was better then I did anyone else.

Before I knew it I was cascaded to the floor by a shift in the air, some type of air weapon. Nyla appeared before me with a smirk holding her air rifle. I roll my eyes and back hand her once. She fell unconscious on the musky rough grassless ground.

"WHERE THE HELL IS GAIL!" I stood screaming so loud that everyone covered their eyes. I looked up at the green house to see Gail holding his hands up in surrender.

I take a step to walk to him when every weapon on the field pointed at me.

"Keeyln you may speak to me from here," I want to chuckle at the way he said 'may' so kindly. I look back at my army for objection. Their mouths are still open agape in shock that Quincy was alone in the flesh and well .

Now that the moments here what do I say? When I pictured this moment I thought I'd give him one last kiss as I put a blade into his heart killing him, no talking.

"I want to speak with him alone," It was like everything revolves around Gail being the king while I'm a peasant trying to get in a meeting.

Quincy had an uneasy look on his face like he was ready to shoot his weapon at Gail but Marcos nodded. Quickly Nyla woke up. She was the only one who kept her weapon tightly to her, like I was going eat her on my way inside.

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