Chapter 9: The Dark Castle

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     Ryan and I finally reach the castle at sundown after the third day of riding. "Finally, time to put a bullet in this bitch's head and get Elena back," I say. Ryan nods and scouts out who's inside. "I count over 100 hostiles. This chick's definitely scared of you, Jason." He says. "Damn straight. Well, let's get a move on. This should take only fifteen minutes, be in and out clean," I say. We move to the back of the castle and climb up to the roof. "Alright, which room are we above?" I ask. Shepherd appears and tells me. "I sense eleven heat signatures. One in the back of the room centered in between five others on each side of the room. They're about thirty to forty feet below us." He says. "Thanks, Shepherd. Now, let's do something unexpected." I say. I walk above the heat signature in the middle of the eleven and cut a hole above it. The cut brick falls with me along with it. I brace for impact and we crash on the throne. I throw ten knives and kill each of the guards. I sigh and move the brick. There is not even a drop of blood on it. I look behind me and see the woman I'm looking for. "So, you ready to bang knuckles?" I ask her. She remains quiet and runs straight past me. "Oh no, you don't! Ryan! Sweep the castle and make sure no Masks are left as a witness! I'll hunt this woman down." I say through our makeshift comms. "Aye aye!" He says. I hear a thud then some gunshots. After a few minutes of chasing this woman, she opens a door and runs through it. "Shepherd! I'm going straight through that door! Help me out?" I ask. He appears and throws Cerberus at it. It breaks the door a split second before I run through it, so it looks like I broke through the door. What I see terrifies me. "That's a Mote Bank. I thought all of those were destroyed when Drifter died. Well, fuck. It also looks about full." I say. The woman walks up to it, ten motes in hand. "Oh, fuck. I need a sniper!" Ace pulls out an old sniper of mine. I load it up, then let it special ability consume the rounds. "A good old Izanagi shot will put her out," I say. I place the sights perfectly on her head and pull the trigger. This next part feels like it takes one thousand years. The bullet flies at her forehead as she's banking the motes. I'm starting to run at her, shotgun in hand, just in case I missed. She manages to bank the motes, just before the Izanagi round blows her arms clean off. "Damnit! I was too late!" I say. The mote bank doesn't react, as it's missing just one mote from being full. "My life's work. Just one away from completing it." She starts crawling toward the bank. I pick her up and remove her mask. "Kitty? All these years I thought you were dead?" I yell. "I never died. I was just incapacitated. The Masks took me in, and I became the second in command next to my husband, Orion. But your dumbass organization killed him! YOU TOOK EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME!" She yells. "And now, I'm going to bring him back." She says. She then gets loose of my grasp and manages to bank her soul into the Bank. It now reacts, creating a Primeval. "Oh shit, that ain't good," I say. The Primeval is a humanoid figure, Ascendant, and really fucking large. "Thank you for your sacrifice, dear wife. Now, time to end Rainbow!"

A/N: Another short chapter, I know. But trust me, the chapters coming up will be even more exciting. Trust. Ultra, Over and Out.

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