A Haunted Dream; BOS 6

S.carlet O.cean S.unset

3 weeks later
Lillian Morgan
Natasha waved from her car before driving away to work god knows where for god knows who. She works very secretly. Nobody knows what she does. However she does often help me when I'm in movies.
I stood alone outside a 4 storey red brick building. On either side were much taller and larger more fancy buildings. As were the ones on the opposite side of the street. Smiling as best I could with a broken heart, mind and soul I walked inside and up to the top floor where the whole floor was one room. Woman both mile aged and young teens were stretching on their mats.
"Lillian you're back." One of the older woman says happily and everyone hurries over and hugs me.
"I'm glad to be back. I've just had a bit of trouble lately. But it's all fixed and I'm back for business." I smile and this time it's genuine.
These girls are ones I've gotten to know well and bond with. Most of them I've taught for over 2 years. "What happened to your forehead?" One of the teens asks.
Self consciously I raise my hand and touch the scarring scab from my attacker. "I was attacked a wee while ago. I'm completely fine now. It's nothing a little makeup won't hide." I say as I drop my hand to my side.
"Did you kick his ass?" Another teen asks and everyone looks at me expectantly.
"Kick his ass? Oh hell no. My father was the highest general of his time. I have many rights. He is burning in the pits of hell girls. Nobody messes with me. Especially when I'm already having a bad day." I smirk and they cheer happily.
They know I can kill and know I do kill. But they don't care. They just keep coming back for more. We're like a little family here, looking after each other whenever we see one of us in trouble at any time.
I've often walked around and seen these girls helping another who's in trouble with a guy or just an attacker. They learn quickly and I'm very proud to be their teacher.
"So. Let's learn some defensive moves that work well with partners. Partner up and we'll begin." I call and the lesson begins.

I was an hour into the 4 hour lesson when the door of the ground floor is smashed open with an explosion that shook the building, sending almost everyone toppling to the ground. "Be ready ladies. These people don't play nice." I say as I slowly walk over and look down the stairs.
There were 9 men at the bottom of the stairs and we're making their way up. "Get into position." I hissed as I backed away.
Slowly and silently the girls and I got ready. They made a barrier around me so I was hidden. When the first man appeared he laughed and soon the 8 others followed. "Why what do we have here?" One laughs as they step forwards so they stood right in front of them.
"A highly trained female army of my making. It was a real dick move to get that close." I laughed and the girls leaped forwards.
I watched as they struck attacks, strong and well given. Soon all the men ran but one who was laying shaking and bloodied on the floor. I approached him and rolled him onto his back with my foot.
"What do you teach them?" He croaky and I laugh.
"My favourite lesson I teach them is 100 ways to rip of a guys balls. So you'd better get up and get out before one of them using one of those ways on you." I say with an innocent smile. Scrambling to his feet he lips and stumbles off, half falling down the stairs.
"Is anyone hurt?" I ask as I look around.
"No Lillian. You taught us well. I'm sure I can speak for all of us when I say that we thoroughly enjoyed that." One of them smiles and the girls cheer.
"Let's get out of here. Just in case they decide to RPG this place. I'm very proud of you girls." I say and lead the girls the hidden way out of the building. We reached the ground and stepped out onto the back streets jut as fire consumed the top floor suddenly.
"Go home or go pamper yourselves. You all deserve it." I smile and they all walk off their separate ways, disappearing into the crowds and the shadows.
"That was very... impressionnant Lillian." A female voice says.
"Macy. How dare you come near me. Do you not know what I'll do to you?" I hissed as I spun around.
"What gave me away?" The pretty french woman asks. She lent casually against the building wall in full black leather.
"The french. As soon as you said impressive in french I knew it was you." I hissed as I clenched my fists.
"Ah. Well next time I'll be less obvious shall I?" She smirks and a deadly glint flashed through her eyes.
"What makes you so sure that I'll let you leave here alive and give you the chance for a next time?" I ask lowly as I take a step forwards.
As soon as I did men and woman with the french flag emblem on their shoulders stepped out and surrounded us. All with a weapon of some kind in hand. Macy laughed. "No, no, no. You don't want to do that Lillian."
"What do you want?" I snarled as I glare at her.
"For you to feel great pain. So much that you'll be begging for death. Then I'll give it to you." Macy says with a scarily happy smile.
"Ha ha ha. I swear to you Macy. I will kill you." I say seriously.
Macy laughs again. "I wouldn't be so sure of that. We will meet again Lillian. And believe me when I say this. I'll be the only one walking away from it." With that she walks away, her men and woman behind her.
I stand there, frozen for a second before growling in frustration and storming off out onto the street the opposite way Macy left. I needed to get to Natashas work. She needs to know what happened.
As I jog down the street my phone beeps once then a few seconds later it beeps again and after another few seconds it beeps a third time. Stopping I pull it out to see three messages from Natasha.
My body goes rigid. "No."
Natasha sent our coded SOS which can only mean Macy has found her. My eyes are glued to the three messages, tears threatening to fall.
S.carlet
O.cean
S.unset