Merciless

Epilogue

Helloo  wonderful readers of the Wattpad world!! :D

This is the final installment of the short. *wheeee~*  Finally.

So what are you waiting for?? Read on! 

P.S. No gore in this last chapter. We've had enough of that. For now. *wink*

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In a dingy motel room thirty miles out from the city, I sat at the cheap plastic table shoved into the corner of the cell, carefully working on my newest piece of artwork. The table and the rickety chair I'd planted my ass on were one of the few pieces of furniture decorating this shithole. A single bed with a mattress which felt like hard rocks and an old AM radio were about the only other things.

The black leather pouch I'd flipped aside just moments ago began vibrating. The device I slipped out from its folds was a half inch thick rectangle with rounded edges, no bigger than the palm of my hand. To the untrained eye, it looked like any ordinary block of black glass. 

I'd been expecting a call.

"Code - Gold Eagle." 

Voice recognition was the key. There was a low whir and hum of mechanics starting up as the homescreen revealed itself, luminescent, on one side of the flat plane. I tapped the blinking green indicator that lit up near the bottom of the screen. 

" 'ow are you, my dear knight? I eez supposing you are doing well?"

"Yes, sir."

"So, ze blonde...she was your doing? ...and ze leetle baby?"

"Oui."

"Hmm...étonnant ...and 'oo was she? Why eez it zat you were wanting to keel 'er? You know zat we do not spill unnecessary blood..."

"She is not important, not anymore anyway. I just decided it would be better if there were no loose ends..."

"Eh bien donc...you 'ave ensured zat your tracks are covered? I do not want ze grand police dogs sniffing around...though of course I would not be found out. Eef zey do get on your trail...you know what to do, n'est-ce pas?"

"I understand. Do not worry, everything is taken care of."

The person on the other end hung up and the line went dead before the usual incessant beeping came on.

I deactivated the Pod and slipped it back into the pouch. Fun fact - all Pods were bio-tagged to a microchip embedded just below the heart of their owners. If a heart ever flatlined, the chip and its linked Pod would be triggered to self-destruct beyond any chance of reconstruction.

Kicking back in my chair and resting my feet on the table I stared absent-mindedly at the blank wall in front of me as my mind wandered painstakingly down the cold, dark alleyway of bittersweet memories, reliving the past.

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Coming from where I had, being recruited into the Dark Circle was the best thing one could hope for. A privilege even, and more so at the unbelievably young age of 15.