Automatons ✔

Chapter XIV

                                                         Betrayal cuts deeper than a freshly sharpened knife on a whetstone. Éloa thought as she watched her siblings prepare to erase her memory card.

Nicklaus plugged in the USB cable to the port behind her neck to Demetrius' computer as tears rolled down her cheeks. After few hours she'll forget about her lover, but at least she remains immortal in his memories. Maybe I still exist between his thoughts every now and then. She daydreamed. On a busy day while he's sipping a cup of coffee and the color of the brewed beans remind him of my hair. Or perhaps while he is a smoking cigarette, and the smoke that he exhales reminds him of the rain clouds that formed inside my eyes the day he left.

"This is more complicated than I thought it would be." Demetrius rubbed his hand against his chin, thinking.

"What do you mean by complicated?" Lilith rolled her eyes in frustration.

"It's easy to erase an Automaton's entire memory, however, if you wish to erase certain memories you have to keep scrolling through the timeline and look for each individual moment she shared with him which will take a long time."

"Then we must kill her! What good can an Automaton do for us if she has pledged her love to a human being?" Lilith dramatically threw her hands in the air.

"She is our sister, the last creation of our dear father!" Mega finally decided to defend Éloa.

"She makes me feel ashamed to be created by the same hands that created her." Lilith revealed a sardonic smile.

Mega slapped her, each blow harder than the one preceding it. "Do not speak ill of our family."

"If you lay your hand on me another time, I will cut the cords that attach your limbs together." Lilith threatened before sauntering out of the cabin.

"Can't we erase all of her memory? We don't have time to go through her timeline, we have a president to assassinate." Niklaus gave a shrug.

"You're right, we need to reach the hotel the president is staying in tonight before he goes back to D.C." Demetrius agreed, "we shall leave her here until we come back."

Éloa kicked her feet in protest and tried to speak to him, but her voice was muffled. Demetrius walked towards her and roughly removed the cloth from her mouth.

"Please give me a chance to prove my loyalty! Let me come and fight for you. Six Automatons are better than five." She begged.

"At least she's no craven." Niklaus grinned.

"Fine. I will give you this chance only because family is power and we need our combined strength to overthrow this regime." His eyes stared at her as if she was a suspicious stranger.

"You won't be disappointed. The man whom you're all worried about has left the country and took my trust for humans with him." She spoke from the bottom of the place where her heart was once.

"Which weapon would you like to use?" He asked as he untied her. Franz opened the big suitcase full of weapons that was placed beside her.

She ran her fingers on the smart guns and rifles, but her hands only cared for the 4 foot long split-bladed sword. When she removed the black nylon scabbard, it revealed a golden and red blade that shined like thousands of stars. A moan froze in her throat as she smoothly wrapped her hands around the hilt.