Uprising | The Spies Protectors Book III

Chapter Four

Master Of The Elements
Izzy Steallarhart
I stopped my horse outside of Scarlettes camp. I know I told Jack that I was coming here to see Twilight, and to make sure she was okay after being forced out of the City. But I was also here to see if Scarlette was willing to help me search for Kara. The little toddler who had the Choas Core, and disappeared without a trace. The smell of smoke was the first thing that set me off, and snapped me back to reality. I then heard screaming and a gunshot from inside the camp.

"The hell?" I mumbled, turning myself and my clothes completely invisible using my core. Something was clearly wrong.

I made my way into the camp, keeping myself invisible as I heard the cry of pain from inside. When I walked through the overgrowth that hide the Bullisk Clan's camp from the rest of the wildlife I was met with fire. A few of the huts and tents we're in a blaze. In the center of the camp, where before they had these large bonfires and fests. Now sat the rest of the Clan of Bullisks. They were all on their knees, a pile of dead bodies beside them.

In the front was one of the Warriors, who had his arm ripped right off his body. A woman stood over him, holding his ripped off, bleeding arm in her hands.

"Even without a arm you still refuse to submit to the Mutants?" The woman asked.

"Fuck. You. You crazy bitch!" The man yelled. The woman shrugged and raised her hands.

I saw a turquoise glow from her hands and she twisted them l, instantly the man's neck snapped and he was dead on the ground.

Was that telekinesis? Was she a core user? Only the Choas Core could be capable of something like that besides my own. Does this mean that Kara is dead?

I finally got a good look at the woman, her body was covered in scars and she had stitches all across her body. Only, every stitch marked a different skin tone. Or a different part of the body that was clearly stolen from someone else.

Why the hell would someone do that to themselves? Unless someone did it to her.

I spotted Scarlette and Twilight, both were on their knees near the front of the group.

"Stitches" one of the guards reported walking into the scene. Quietly I tiptoed over to Stitches and the Guard and overheard their hushed conversation.

"Echo's troops have sent word that they have started their attack, but their is something else" the guard explained.

"Well? Spit it out then?" The woman, who's name was Stitches snarled back at the man.

"Our scouts spotted a woman on horseback approaching the camp a few moments ago. They identified the woman as Princess Izzy Steallarhart, she vanished once she got off her horse." The man explained.

Stitches smiled. "Izzy Steallarhart?" She asked loudly. I took a few steps back to avoid being detected.

"You know, Izzy, I wasn't always like this-" Stitches started, walking over to the line of prisoners that she had before her.

"I once had long blonde hair, bright blue eyes that all the boys wanted. But see, I was born into the wrong family, I could've been something great, something grand but instead I wallowed around in my own little village. I remember when I was little-" Stitches spoke placing her hand on one young girls face.

"I would watch your family on the television. You had such expensive balls with big beautiful dresses that made you all glow. Yet, I remember always saying that you looked so sad, I was angry with you because of this. I always thought, what could a girl who had everything possibly be sad about? Her dead mother? Sure, I guess but for a mother she never met? I called Bullshit" Stitches spoke walking along the line again.