Point of view:Planetia05
Planetia05 had a little chat with her master Cornest. He was very angry with the news Planetia05 had brought him. He was screaming until his voice became sore.
"At no costs, make sure that they die. They might ruin my whole reputation."
"Of course, master."
"This is an order. If you fail to kill at least one of them, you are no use to me."
"Which one should I fire at?"
"The father, because his wife and daughter will be grief stricken and less cautious. Then we can trap them till the Grand Opening is over."
"Wise master, I don't have a rifle. What shall I use?"
"You can make one out of the description that I am sending you to your hardware drive."
"And... received!"
"Now go."
"Yes," Planetia05 was about to say but her master had hung up.
After a few minutes she had her gun and was approaching the warehouse where the rebels stay. She heard faint voices in the distance. She aimed the gun regretfully and shot a couple of bullets at the door. The door swung open to reveal the father and some others shooting their gun. In the background was Florie and her mother. After a few minutes of shooting, the mother was back and firing at her. Planetia05 took aim and almost in slow motion the bullet grazed her arm.Then Planetia05 shot Florie's father in the chest. Blood pooled out like a waterfall and seeing that her job was done, she left.
Standing right around the corner was her master, Cornest Balungdores. He looked at her satisfyingly. In his eyes we're a look of evil hunger. Planetia nods as if to say that the job is done.
"Excellent!" says her master with an evil grin.
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The Great Split-Up
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