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Rachel sits in the darkness of her safehouse and sulks while glancing at her sidearm. Her mind goes over the events that transpired and struggles to determine why she failed to fire.
“I’ve failed in my mission. 4086 is still alive because I failed to pull the trigger.”
Her musing turn to rage as she lashes out with her right hand punching a hole into the wall. Briefly she glances at the splinters stuck in her fist before pulling them out one at a time. Her wounds mend almost instantly as her enhanced healing kicks in to repair the minor damage. Flexing her fingers as she muses over her upbringing and training.
“Master Yamashita would flog me for such a dereliction of duties. “
Standing up she walks over to a small wooden case sitting on the table. Her fingers glide across the dark cherry wood of the box. Unclasping the locks she opens it to reveal a black leather cat o nine tails sitting on plush red velvet. Taking off her tee shirt she grasps the handle of the wicked tool. Kneeling she raises the tool so that the lashes dangle mere inches in front of her face.
“The price of failure is paid in blood.”
She mutters as she flings the lashes backward over and over. The harsh sounds of leather striking skin is replaced by the sounds of leather slapping a liquid covered surface.  With each blow the skin on Rachel’s back tears causing rivulets of blood to splatter around the room. Meanwhile from the torn skin rivers of blood flow down her as she remains expressionless. with reverence she takes the implement and places it back into its case and begins to go through the Kuji-in.

“Rin, Pyo, To, Sha...”
After completing five iterations her body’s healing process has already repaired the worst of the damage she had inflicted. Finishing with her reflection on the past events Rachel stands slowly and stretches. Stepping into the shower she scrubs the blood and dead skin from her body. Finishing up she towels dry and sits at the meager table in the kitchen. The ringing of her cell phone immediately grabs her attention. With a puzzled expression on her face she looks at the incoming number. Suddenly she realizes that it is Talia’s number and hesitates to press the answer button. Finally after the fourth ring she answers the phone.
“Hello Talia.”
“Hey Jen, wanted to see if you are up for lunch or not.”
Rachel shakes her head and realizes how long she spent punishing herself and then meditating after looking the wall clock.
“Ah sure, where do you want to meet?”
“Depends on what you are in the mood for really. I know a few nice places.”
“I’m up for anything really. Would be nice to do a sidewalk cafe.”
“Oh really? I know just the place. It’d just down the street from the Bloody Rose. It’s called Julia’s and they have decent mix of food ranging from Asian to Mediterranean.”
“Sounds good, what time should we meet up?”
“I was thinking around 1 or so. I don’t need to be back at the Rose till 8 so we can sit and chill.”
“Okay I’ll meet you there.”
“See ya Jen.”
Rachel hangs up the phone and sighs heavily. Realizing now that the reason she hesitated to fire was due to the fact she did not want to lose her new found friend Talia. Killing 4086 would no doubt force her to leave the area never to see Talia again. For the first time in her life she is unsure of what she should do. Giving up on her quest for vengeance would cause her to lose purpose in life.
“Even if I kill 4086 what will I do afterwards. It’s not like I can stay here afterwards with 4099 in the area. But something tells me that Talia’s group could possibly protect me from the Tanaka Corp.”
With a casual shrug Rachel begins to get ready for her lunch date with Talia.

The cab pulls up to Julia’s Restaurant and Rachel immediately looks for any indications of a potential trap. The hustle and bustle of South street continues even during the normal working day as Salarymen head to and from meetings and lunch dates. A pair of Dragon Corp troopers in urban uniforms stand on the corner conversing with their Forseti Police counterparts. Small knots of teens move in and out of the shops chattering amongst themselves. Rachel sees Talia standing by the door of Julia’s smiling as always. Wearing a black sundress that shows off her toned and shapely form adding to her simple yet elegant look. Talia’s long black hair hanging loosely while pleasantly framing her face which lights up happily when she sees Rachel getting out of the cab. Talia embraces Rachel happily and the smile on her faces grows.
“I am so glad you could make it, Jen.”
“Yeah me too.”
“So let’s go in and we can talk over lunch.”
“Sure thing.”
  The pair walk into the restaurant and the hostess seats them at a table on the balcony overlooking the busy street. The waitress brings over their meals and Rachel idly picks at her plate. With a concerned look Talia grabs her hand.
“You okay, Boo?”
“Just things have been hectic and not sure how long I can stay in the area to be honest.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m just not sure how to explain this all really.”
“Just say it, you know you can tell me anything.”
“Okay, I’m not a business woman like I told you originally. I’m a corporate solo operative. Well I was until I managed to free myself.”
“What brought you to the club then? Scoping out a target?”
“Honestly yes I was. This is the hard part.”
“Who was the target!?”
“My target wasn’t sanctioned by the corp. My target was personal, it was someone I wanted to kill since their defection from the corp.”
“WHO WAS THE FUCKING TARGET!”
“I changed my mind on the target. I couldn’t do it because quite honestly I didn’t want to lose you as a friend.”
Talia’s face becomes a mask of seriousness as her agitation grows.
“Tell me know Jen who the fuck you were going to kill. If Jen is even your fucking real name.”
“Talia, please listen to me. This is difficult for me. I never been around anyone that actually cared enough to befriend me.”
“Well for starters you can answer my question. Who are you really and who were you going to kill!”
“My name is Rachel serial 4071 from the Tanaka Corporation Neo Genesis Program. I was going to kill Wolfe. He was in the same training series as I was. When 4086 and the other defectors left those of us who were left behind suffer for it.”
“Wait you’re the person Wolfe told me about. Give me one reason why I shouldn’t just call him and tell him where you are so he can deal with you once and for all.”
Tears start to roll down Rachel’s cheeks as stares down at her plate.
“I told you I changed my mind and you were the reason for it.”
“Oh right I am supposed to believe you after you lied to me. Wolfe told me a few stories about how you were all trained.”
“I left last night with the goal of shooting Wolfe and killing him. I had him lined up for a shot but I couldn’t fire. I couldn’t shoot because I knew I’d be betraying you.”

“Wish I could believe you. I really do but I’m not sure how to handle this. By rights I should be calling our security people and having them deal with you.”
“I understand, I lied to you and ruined any chance at having you as friend now that I told the truth.”
“What did you think would happen? You used me to get information on a close friend of mine so you could kill him.”
“But I didn’t kill him. I didn’t want to risk losing your friendship.”
“Rachel, all I can say is you need to go. Don’t come to the club and don’t go near Wolfe. I have to tell him about you and what you look like. “
“If it makes any difference I’m sorry. When you called to invite me to lunch I knew I had to be on the level with you about everything.”
“Just walk away now, Rachel. Walk away before I have to do something we both regret.”
With a sullen nod Rachel stands up. Talia does her best to keep her stern composure as Rachel turns and walks out of the restaurant. Talia watches as Rachel slowly walks down the street in a near daze. Waiting till she is no longer in line of sight Talia pulls out her cell phone and begins to dial.

“How’s my favorite lesbian that loves to get me in trouble.”
“Wolfe, this is a serious call. Remember what you told me the other night about why that girl from the Tanaka Corp came to see you?”
“Yeah about a ball of pms induced rage that wants to kill me.”
“Well we need to talk tonight at the Rose.”
“Ummm Robin banned me from there after you and the other girls decided to dime me out.”
“She’ll make an exception this time. Be there around eight tonight.”
“Sure thing but you care to tell me what this is about?”
“Rachel, it is about her. Either way see you there.”
Talia hangs up the phone and holds it against her head contemplatively. A few brief moments pass before she pays the check and departs. In her mind she debates on if what she did was the right thing as she comes up to the entrance of the Bloody Rose.

Wolfe sits on the balcony of his home staring off at the rising sun. The rays of light reach over the treetops of the sprawling estate as he surveys his domain. His cell phone rings interrupting his musings. Looking at the display he sees that it is Emily’s phone.
“What’s up Em?”
“Well Furboy, we talked about it and changed our minds. There is a safe house we want you to keep an eye on that the Daughters of Khali use.”
“No problem and what if I see them moving Lisa?”
“I doubt they will attempt to move her right now. They are shielding her location and we are hoping that our ritual circle will crack through their attempts at masking. However if they do try and move her then do what you can to save her.”
“Understood, so where is this place that you need me to keep overwatch on?”
“It is out in King of Prussia off of old gulf mill road. It’s suburbia so keep that in mind when you are there.”
“Not a problem shoot me the address and I will plan out how to properly watch over the place and what gear to bring.”
“Remember discretion is the key here. Don’t want you poking your snout into the house and rummaging about.”
“So no B&E work not a problem. I will set up some discreet wireless cams and record what is going on.”
“Well how you do it is up to you.  Either way I have to talk to Svetlana and see if she has had any success.”
“Another quick question though, Em.”

“And what is that?”
“Why not simply set up on their Chapter House. Shouldn’t be that hard to grab the psycho when she goes off for a hunt.”
“We still need to keep this on the down low. Killing Lucinda would causes problems and attract unwanted attention due to her station in their coven.”
“Her death would provoke a local war between our two orders.”
“And this is a problem why? You guys could rock their house and drive them from the area.”
“Life is not as simple as your brutish mind works. If we rocked their house as you eloquently put it we’d risk a wider war. That would allow another order to rise up and challenge us when the dust settles.”
“You know I could easily take care of her and your order will be in the clear.”
“If anyone was to kill Lucinda it would be me. So do as you are told and maintain surveillance on that safehouse!”
“Okay miss short tempered, talk to you all later.”

As she presses hangs up on the phone Emily looks towards Gwen who waits expectantly.
“So what did he have to say?
“He will do exactly as he was asked thinking he is doing us a favor.”
“And how do you feel about tricking him?”
“We are not tricking him. We are putting him someplace that keeps him out of trouble. More importantly we need to speak to Svetlana.”
“Agreed, lets get moving.”
Both Emily and Gwen move through the corridors of the safehouse. Approaching the doorway to the Ritual Circle room the faint smells of incense fills the air and the sounds of chanting can be heard dispite the heavy oak door. Slowly opening the door both women silently enter taking great care not to make any noise. Candleabras adorn the walls and their flickering causes shadows to dance along the walls. In the center of the room a pentagram with arcane symbols is painted on the floor. In the center Svetlana’s nude form is seen kneeling at the five points of the pentagram are other naked women also kneeling and deep in trances. As the pair approach the circle a female in crimson robes steps forward. Motioning to the door Emily and Gwen both nod silently as they turn and exit with the robed woman.
“Sorry Mistress Gwen and Mistess Emily, I was instructed to keep everyone out of the ritual chamber until Mistress Svetlana has recovered from ritual.”
“How long till the ritual is completed then, Elizbeth?” Gwen asks with an air of impatience.

“Mistress Gwen, these things can not be rushed. It takes time to break down the defenses that are obscuring Lisa’s location. Once we have her location we will be sure to immediately inform you.”
“Please do so. Keep in mind that Lisa might not have that much time left. “
“Aye Mistress”
Bowing respectfully Elizabeth discreetly walks back into the ritual chamber room leaving Gwen and Emily standing outside. The frustration on Emily’s face is apparent as she repeatedly punches her fist into her other hand.
“This is intolerable! We need that location so we can retrieve Lisa. Bad enough Wolfe has hinted that he wants to take Lucinda out.”
“And you told him not I hope.”
“Yes, but we both know how he is. Granted he is out of the way in King of Prussia there is a chance that he may run across her. Hopefully he does as he is told and reports her whereabouts to us.”
“And what do you think he’ll do?”
“I think he’ll alert us. However I can see him going in alone if we take too long. All the more reason why we need to Lisa’s location.”

Wolfe cruises past the Daughters of Khali Safehouse carefully taking note of the layout of the building. Parking his motorcycle a mile down the road he ducks into the wooded area behind the homes. Creeping along a disused trail he pauses when the house finally comes into view. Pulling out his camera be begins to snap shots of the terrain and features of the house. After coming around the back of the house he drops down to the ground. Looking at the LCD screen on the camera he can see Amanda’s face looking out the window with Lucinda behind her. Staying completely still he listens closely for any sign that she has seen him. Low crawling closer to the house he then aims the camera at the entrance to the yard. Zooming in he quickly snaps pictures of the locks on the door and then repeats the process with the windows.  Satisfied with the pictures he moves snakelike away from the house pausing momentarily from time to time listening to any sign of the enemy. Once clear of the house he gets up and trots down the path back to his motorcycle.

Part 13
Rachel watches intently as 4086 and Robin argue back and forth. Rachel is not surprised by the fact that 4086 refuses to back down to Robin. The argument continues to go back and forth and Talia sighs and shakes her head ruefully.
“That boy will never learn. He can’t win against Robin. All he is doing is digging himself a deeper hole.”
“You think Robin is going to punish him more than simply barring him from the club?”
“Nah Jen, Robin loves the boy. She will just kick him out when this little tiff is over.”
“How long does he usually get barred from the club for?”
“Last time he was gone for a month. Then again that was a bit different he had taken it upon himself to take out a target in the club. He made a mess of the place and now he is not even allowed to bring blades in.”
“Doesn’t he check them in like everyone else?”
“Nope Robin said he is not allowed to bring them in at all. Though she does let him check in pistols.”
Swiftly Rachel begins to adjust her calculations taking into account the fact that 4086 won’t have any close combat weapons. Knowing that if she gets off the first shot she can incapacitate him and destroy him at her leisure.

4086 walks back to the bar with an annoyed look on his face leaving a fuming Robin in his wake. Talia’s face grows serious as she looks to 4086.
“So what did Robin say?”
“She is contemplating my punishment. What makes me laugh is that I haven’t done anything wrong.”
“You fucked Sabrina!”
“Last I checked I am not collared so I am free to see whoever I so choose.”
“We already had this conversa...”
“Yes and I am well aware of your thoughts on the matter and really don’t give a shit.”
“And that is why you are in the trouble you’re in.”
“Not gonna sweat it. I’ll just head over to the Slaughterhouse and hang out there.”
“Oh yeah, great idea being the Daughters of Khali use it as a hangout.”
“Lucinda and her minions don’t frighten me. They usually stay on there side of the club and I stay on mine. Especially after everything that happened a few months back.”
“Yeah, I wish you didn’t remind me about that. I really miss Laura.”
“Well that makes two of us then. That reminds me, I need to go chat with Emily about something. Talk to you all in a bit.”
Wolfe briefly nods his head and touches two fingers to his brow before disappearing into the crowd. Nonchalantly Rachel looks at her watch and looks at Talia.

“Hey, I gotta run. Need to be in early tomorrow. I really have a lot to do since all this shit came up with my co-worker.”
Talia’s beautiful visage saddens “Sure you can’t stay for a bit longer?”
“Wish I could but I can’t louse this up. My future depends on it.”
“If you say so, hey how about I give you my number and if you want we can go to lunch.”
“Sure we can do that.” Rachel hides her ill at ease at lying to Talia. Talia quickly punches her number into Rachel’s cell. Reaching over the bar Talia embraces Rachel and smiles.
“Talk to you tomorrow.”
“Sure thing Talia.”
Rachel feigns a smile as she makes her way out of the club. After retrieving her sidearm she chambers a round and conceals its reassuring form under her jacket. Stepping out into the cool night air she walks towards around the corner to the back parking lot area of the club. A powerful Watanabe Interceptor series motorcycle that is parked in the reserved area catches her eye. Carefully scrutinizing the machine from the discreet distance her mind begins to assess possible locations to ambush 4086 from. Finally deciding on a location that afforded her the best possible angle of attack and within the effective range of the model 23. Like a jungle cat she lies in wait quietly observing her surroundings. Slowly time creeps by and Rachel’s tenacity pays off. From around the corner Wolfe stomps. Assessing his body language Rachel can tell that he is clearly agitated due to the events inside the club.

Wolfe straddles the interceptor and flings his head back looking up at the night sky. Rachel strains to hear what Wolfe is muttering but to no avail. Wary if her movements she inches the sights of the model 23 onto Wolfe’s back. With precision she picks her chosen target location. Not wanting to kill Wolfe immediately she decides on targeting the bundle of nerves just above this left armpit. Disabling his arm with a well placed burst of polymer flechettes would delay his response time allowing her a follow up shot to the lung. With those two injuries she would be able to take apart 4086 at her leisure. Sliding her thumb onto the safety she clicks the deadly weapon into semi-auto mode. Her trigger finger then finds it inside the guard and presses against the trigger. In a well disciplined motion that comes from hours spent on the range she slowly exhales and her finger begins to squeeze the trigger. Without warning her hand begins to tremble and Rachel switches the pistol back into safe mode. Wolfe seemingly unaware of the danger he is in places his helmet onto his head as he revs the engine of the machine. Once more Rachel disengages the safety and once more she is unable to bring herself to fire at the now departing Wolfe. The motorcycle’s engine roars as he races out of the parking lot onto the street.  Rachel looks at her trembling hands unsure of what has just transpired.

Neo Genesis Series 2085 Revolt


It was May 2010 when unit 4086 killed his owner Bryon Alderman. This was brought to the attention of former director of project Neo Genesis Robert Harris. The notion that a unit had turned on its owner alarmed Harris. Behavioral specialists as well as the trainers involved in 4086's creation worked feverishly to figure out what went wrong. It was determined that the emphasis on independent thought and self-reliance was the cause of this. Neo Genesis units were trained to be able to work without support in the field.  With the death of Alderman this left 4086 alone and the inheritor of a sizable fortune as well as Miltech Weapon Systems Inc. When news of this reached Lady Omiko Tanaka she demanded the retrieval of 4086. Omiko's eye was primarily on seizing the assets of Miltech to add to the Tanaka portfolio.  Miltech had numerous defense contracts that would give the Tanaka Corporation inroads into both the United States military as well as the UN Defense Forces.

June 20th 2010
At first the Tanaka Corporation sent representatives to speak directly with 4086. The discussion lasted for over 4 hours and the end results were not what was expected. 4086 declared himself a free man and would not come back to the Tanaka Corporation fold. Word quickly reached Omiko and the Dragon Lady was not pleased at what she considered an insolent asset. Immediately she ordered a team from the School of Assassins to retrieve the unit.

First Blood - July 3rd 2010

The retrieval team spent considerable time gathering Intel on 4086.  After roughly two and half weeks of reconnaissance they made their move. Waiting till the dead of night they made their way into 4086's estate. Little did they realize they were walking into cleverly laid trap. Within minutes the 6 man retrieval team was decimated. The lone mangled survivor was deposited on the doorsteps of the Tanaka Corporation's, US Headquarters along with the heads of the other 5. Attached was a note stating that further attempts would end with similar results.

The word of the team's failure was the cause of both elation and cause for concern. Project Director Robert Harris was proud of the fact that his creation easily handled a team of experts with no assistance. However the fact that 4086 declared himself independent of the Corporation was a major reason for concern. Series 2085 was designed to operate without supervision.  This brought up the question of what should happen if a unit decides to follow in 4086's footsteps.  However it was Doctor Jung who stated that 4086's actions were merely an anomaly. Since 4086 had been gone from the project's influence for so long it was only logical he would resist coming back.

Lady Tanaka would not be deterred however and demanded that 4086 be retrieved and reprogrammed. Director Yamashita of the School of Assassins flew immediately to the Neo Genesis training facility and spoke with Harris regarding the best course of action. The results of the this meeting set the stage for yet another disaster for both project Neo Genesis and the Tanaka Corporation.


Operation Wild Hunt September 2010

After there meeting Director Harris assured the board of Directors that 4086 would be retrieved. Taking three of the best remaining assets 4080 aka Raven, 4085 aka Nightshade and finally 4092 aka Kitsune for the mission.  Their team leader would be their former combat instructor Han Gruber. They would deploy to the area and perform surveillance on 4086. The team compiled data from the original recon and from their surveillance over the period of a month.  Carefully Gruber worked out a course of action that would ensure success. The fateful date of October 10 was set for the event to take place.

The plan was to leave 4092 with the vehicle a short distance from 4086's home. 4085 and 4080 would go with Gruber to capture 4086. The team easily traversed the woods surrounding the target location. Believing that 4086 had let down his guard Gruber made a fatal mistake. Upon entering the premises 4085 immediately seized Gruber and snapped his neck paralyzing him from the neck down. It is speculated that the loyalty that 4085 and the others of the team had for 4086 was the reason for this betrayal. After a brutal interrogation the defectors had learned all they could from Gruber. His battered remains were discovered in Lady Tanaka's office at the Philadelphia headquarters of the Tanaka Corp. This was the final straw for Omiko and she ordered the deaths of the defectors and that the School of Assassins was to see to it.

The Long War November 2010 - August 2012

The war between the Defectors and School of Assassins was brutal and relentless. The Neo Genesis defectors easily made short work of the teams of Solos sent against them. Sensei Yamashita was frustrated and alarmed with these developments. Despite the massive resources of the School nothing could be done to bring the Defectors to heel. Director Harris was brought into the School to determine what could be done. Weeks were spent pouring over the psychological profiles as well as training records. Harris and his team desperately searched for any means to take the defectors. Meanwhile the School began vigorously testing its members to find the best people to go after the defectors.

 December 16th 2010 was the date of the first of a series of battles between the two sides. Yamashita learned that the defectors had relocated to an isolated  farm in upstate Pennsylvania. Sensing a trap Yamashita refused to take such tempting bait and instead opted to pay third party assets to observe them. Two weeks of reports stating the defectors were not in state of high alert and the growing impatience of Omiko forced Yamashita’s hand. Drawing on the military assets of the Corporation as well as his own people he devised a plan. A coordinated helicopter and ground assault would be sure to overwhelm the four defectors.

In the pre-dawn darkness the recon team waits with nervous tension. Some kneel in prayer as other check and re-check their weapons. Commissar Brodsky stands on top the parapet scanning the trenchlines of Bunker 137. Silent as the grave the trenches lie cluttered with debris from the fierce fighting. In some places skeletons in tattered rags that were once uniforms still clutch rusting weapons. As Brodsky continues to pan the binoculars along the trenches he take a mental note of potential ambush points along there route to the bunker complex. Lowering the binoculars he looks at his watch and notes that it is time to begin.
“Okay men, time to move out. May the gods watch over us and protect us all. Private Putin will take point and Junior Sergeant Krasnov will man rear guard.”
Cautiously the soldiers climb over the edge of the trench. As each one crests the trench they nervously glance about looking for any sign of their undead nemesis. With great care they pick their way towards 137. As they near the trenchline the detritus of battle litters the ground. Skulls with visible bullet wounds look up at the soldiers through vacant sockets. Pausing every so often to cut through the tangled barbed wire to facilitate a quick retreat if the need requires it.  An hour passes and the troops make it to the trenchline of Bunker 137. Nervously Private Putin sweeps the muzzle of his Focker-98 submachinegun before jumping down into it.
“Comrade Brodsky, the trenches are clear.”
“Proceed Private, everyone be on alert. The enemy may have left troops behind to ambush us.”

Gingerly Putin steps forward slowly and the bones of both the enemy and the fallen of 137 crunch under his boots. Pausing for a moment he adjust his shemagh in a vain attempt to muffle the stench of decay. As he fidgets with the cloth movement in a communications trench grabs his attention. Panicking he opens fire with Focker. The ugly black muzzle roars to life stitching a line through the grisly remains and debris littering the floor. The rounds find the source of the movement and with a sickening thud the rounds slam into a mongrel that made the unfortunate mistake of scouring the trenches for food.
“Congratulations Comrade Putin, you saved us from a dog. However next time try not to waste so much ammunition” Starshina Zhukov chides.
Embarrassed Putin looks down his cheeks red with shame.  Immediately the radio barks to life and the voice of Commissar Ivanov comes out of the speaker.
“Brodsky, what is going on?”
“Sorry Senior Commissar, one of our men mistook a wild dog for the enemy and opened fire. We are at the half way point to the target and no signs of active creatures.”
“Be careful Brodsky, the enemy may have them lie in wait. You may want to consider using your hand weapons on the heads of any corpse that looks fresh enough to move.”
“As you command Senior Commissar.”
Brodsky looks at the face of his troops and takes are deep breath.
“Liebenberg and Van-Hestern, you are given the task of destroying any possible enemy troops laying in ambush. Use the spikes on your e-tools to penetrate the skull of any corpse that still looks mobile”

Sullenly both men nod as they shoulder their rifles and unfold their entrenching tools. Testing the weight of their improvised weapons both men signal that hey are ready. Motioning with his hand Brodsky indicates that the group needs to begin moving. Once more Putin edges forward constantly scanning the trench for any sign of his foe. From time to time Liebenberg and Van-Hestern slam the picks down on various bodies that have been stern through out the trench. Without further incident they make their way to the foreboding doors of 137. Brodsky takes the receiver from the hand mic of the radio and squeezes the send button.
“Senior Commissar, we are at the door. I am leaving Zhukov and Putin outside and will proceed inward with the team.
“Received Brodsky, and may the gods watch over you and your men.”
“Thank you Senior Commissar”
“Zhukov and Putin, as you heard I want you two men to stay here and listen in on the field phone and relay any information to Senior Commissar Ivanov. We may have to leave in a hurry so be prepared.”
Zhukov and Putin go about setting up their field phone and checking to make sure they function properly. Brodsky waits for the pair to give him a thumbs up before speaking to the rest of them men.
“Liebenberg, you have the duty of carrying the wire spool and field phone. Krasnov, you will protect and assist him. Van-Hestern, you have the point. We are going to first make our way to first to the armoury then to the food stores and finally to check on the fuel depot. We will inventory what is left in the bunker and if possible we need to check on vehicles and see if they are mobile or not.”

The men immediately turn the mounted flashlights on their weapons and open packets of chemical lights affixing them to their uniforms. Brodsky looks over each soldier making necessary last minute adjustments to their gear before finally patting Van-Hestern on the shoulder. Muttering a brief prayer Van-Hestern moves into the doorway panning the light on his weapon back and forth illuminating the various corners. The footsteps of the soldiers echo throughout the cramped hallways of the bunker. Nature as it has done outside slowly has taken over the innards of the structure. Spiderwebs hang from the walls and ceilings some with remnants of the spiders’ past meals. The wire spool creaks noisily as it rolls out the wire for the phone. Brodsky periodically looks as his map and issues corrections to Van-Hestern.  Their progress is slowed as they descend into the depths of the bunker due to the arteries of the structure being clogged with piles of bodies. Some of the bodies wear the uniforms of the Catharian Home Guard other wear the scraps of clothes from the day they were raised from the slumber of death. Finally they arrive at their first destination and find the armoury doors sealed shut with a pile of bodies stacked like cordwood in front of it.

Part 16


The drive to the Bloody Rose night club take Wolfe less than 20 minutes. The entire time the contents of Lucinda’s package weighs heavily on his mind. Parking the motorcycle in front of the club he swiftly makes his way to the front door. As he enters the club he walks past the security checkpoint setting off the alarm. Without pausing he looks to Katya who is manning the station.
“Katya don’t have time to chat. I have to give something to Gwen. She should have cleared it with you since this is urgent.”
Before she can reply he enters the packed club. Making his way towards the back of the club he pauses at the security door flanked by two amazon guards. The one of the women turns and punches in a keycode combination. The door opens and the guard resumes her vigil at the side of the door. Walking into the doorway Wolfe heads straight to an all too familiar elevator. Pressing the up button the doors upon with a mechanical click. Stepping inside he presses the button for the 5th floor and the doors shut once more. As the elevator precedes upwards Wolfe pulls out the silk bag. Looking once at it closely he resists the urge to take a peek at the contents.  The elevator dings indicating that it has reached the selected floor. Stepping out into the corridor he glances around before walking down to Gwen’s office. Peering into the room he spies Emily with her back turned to him. Dressed in a black pantsuit with her hair pulled into a french braid. Listening intently Gwen fails to notice Wolfe in the doorway as she fidgets with one of her braids.
“I bring you unwanted gifts from the psycho.”
Wolfe walks into the room  causing Emily to spin on the balls of her feet.

“Give it here.”
Emily puts out her hand and Wolfe drops it onto her palm. Eyeing the silk bag with suspicion, Emily slowly opens it. With a snarl she tosses it onto Gwen’s desk causing Lisa’s ear to fall out of the bag.
“That is fucking it! Lucinda is going to pay for this in this life and the next.”
Gwen gingerly picks up the ear and looks at it. Putting it down she punches a number into her speakerphone. A feminine voice with a distinct eastern european accent answers.
“What does the House Mistress of Assassins need from the Wytches?”
“Svetlana, I have a task for you and your girls. We have a body part of one of our girls. We need you all to do a ritual circle and see if you can discover her location.”
“We can do that Gwen. First we need to determine if she is still alive.”
“I will send Katya immediately with it to the Chapter House. Let us know as soon as you can get a fix on her location.”
“Aye, Mistress.”
Disengaging the speaker phone, Gwen looks up at Emily.
“Once we get word on Lisa’s location we will plan the assault. Till then Emily you will need to gather the troops.”
“Right, I will head over to the Chapter House and get the others suited up. Something tells me that we will need to move fast.”
Wolfe casually lifts his hand as if to ask a question. Swiftly Emily raises a warding hand.
“You have done all we have asked. Now you need step to aside and keep out of this.”
“Em, Lisa was my friend also...”
“This fight is between the Sisterhood of Lilith and Daughters of Khali. Being you are not one of us, I can’t allow you to take part in what’s to come. This matter is not up for discussion.”
Biting his lip, Wolfe simply nods and leaves the office. Emily leans aside and looks down the hall to ensure he enters the elevator.

Satisfied Wolfe has vacated the area Emily turns to face Gwen once more.
“Can we be sure he won’t interject his snout into this?”
“Emily, you know him as well as I do. He will definitely move on them as well. The question is where he will hit them.”
“Then we need to sit on him till this is over. We don’t need him mucking things up further.”
“Who would do that? Both Robin and Sabrina are back at New Venus and the only people he might be inclined to listen to is the two of us.”
“Both of us are needed to deal with Lucinda and her coven. We can’t afford to have one of us babysitting him.”
“Do you have any ideas on what to do then?”
“We could set him up. Send him off on a wild goose chase while we do what we need to do.
“Great idea, I will send our boy to keep watch over one of their safe houses. You rally the troops and get with Svetlana. So head out now and I will give furboy something to chase.”
“Right, I’m on it.” Emily immediately spins and departs as Gwen picks up her phone and dials.

Lucinda casually take a drink from her glass as she looks over the packed dancefloor of the club. Amanda and the others simply watch and try their best to discern their mistress’ intentions.  Amanda gingerly taps Lucinda on the shoulder who turns and looks at Amanda almost as if she interrupted her in a daydream.
“Yes?”
“Domina, no offense but what are we still doing here when you said we need to set up Lisa so that the enemy will kill her?”
“Patience my Dear, I am waiting to see if the little bitch will show up here making our job simpler. Being she may be reluctant to go to the safe house as we require.”
“So we are to force her to go there?”
“Don’t be silly. All we need to do is to get her curiosity piqued so she will go there on her own. Then it is a matter of making sure the enemy is there as well."



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Part 15

Wolfe pulls up to the entrance of the Slaughterhouse and pauses momentarily as he looks around. Propping his leg up on the riding peg of his motorcycle he mentally assesses the risks in a pre-programmed manner. Drilled into his brain from near birth the lessons of the Tanaka Corporation’s Neo Genesis program. His sense of impending danger is heightened knowing that the Sisterhood and Daughters are on the brink of yet another bloody confrontation.
“What the fuck am I getting myself into now with this shit.” He mutters to himself as he pops the motorcycle into gear and pulls into the parking lot of the club. Dismounting the machine he locks his helmet in place and walks to the front entrance. As he comes up to the entrance one of the doormen steps forward. His massive form looms menacingly over Wolfe as a sneer forms on his face.
“Hey Razorboy, don’t want you starting any shit in here tonight. Am I fucking clear?”
With a perplexed look on his face Wolfe looks at the Bouncer and shakes his head.
“Not sure who you are calling razorboy but I am not here for trouble. I’m looking for love.”
“Very funny asshole, just remember we’re gonna be watching you tonight. You start any shit you’re gonna end up in a chop shop.”
“Look are you gonna move out the way so I can go inside and drink or are you gonna continue to stink up the air in front of me?”
Without a further word the Bouncer moves to the side allowing Wolfe to pass. As he goes past the second Bouncer growls in a low menacing tone. Chuckling to himself Wolfe bites his lip and enters the Weapons check room of the club.

As he enters the room the loud sounds of black metal can be heard with such force the doors to the main floor vibrate. As Wolfe clears his P45 pistol and the girl behind the counter looks at her computer screen and looks back at Wolfe. As Wolfe hands her the pistol and magazines she takes them and hits a button. Immediately a large well muscled ebony skinned man. Wolfe is taken aback slightly and he lowers his hands to a neutral position as the man approaches.
“Sorry Sir, I have to check you for other weapons. There are rumors that some shit is gonna start and you have been singled out as one of the people.”
“Let me guess Lucinda told you that didn’t she?”
“I ain’t telling you shit. Now you can let me check you or get the fuck out.”
“Well in that case one second.”
Wolfe smiles as he produces an occularium tanto and punch dagger. The Bouncer’s eye grow wide as Wolfe hands them over to the girl. Looking over to the Bouncer he spreads his arms wide.
“Come search me big daddy!”
“You an asshole you know dat?”
“For bringing what everyone else in the clubs does?”
“The difference is you plan on killing some people.”
“Trust me, if I wanted to kill some people I’d do it.”

The Bouncer forcefully searches Wolfe patting him down roughly. Wolfe merely takes the abuse with an annoyed look on his face as the bouncer finishes his patdown.
“Now Mi’lard may I enter yon club?”
“Yeah smart ass be my guest.”
Wolfe shoulders past the bouncer shocking him by the display of strength of his size. Opening the door to the packed club Wolfe strides into the heaving throng of humanity.  The guttural vocals of a black metal band assault his ears immediately as he steps in. Scanning the crowd he looks for any sign of Lucinda or her minions while striding through the masses. Making his way up to the catwalk bar Wolfe finds a corner spot to the bar and orders a drink. Observing the people around him as he mentally assesses possible threats. As he takes a casual drink he immediately notices Selena and Kate coming up the stairs to the catwalk bar. Grabbing his cell phone he immediately sends a text message.
To 609-696-1212
Yo Lilliputian Lover it seems that two of the Psycho’s minions are here. It is Selena and Kate. No sign of the Psycho or her girlfriend.

Satisfied the message is sent he continues casually observe the pair as he awaits a response. The phone vibrates signaling a response. Glancing at the phone he reads the message.
From 609-696-1212
Hey Furface- keep an eye out and report what is going on. Remember no interaction with them.

With a smile he immediately fires back a response.
To 609-696-1212
Gotcha, now go back to playing with your ken dolls. I’ll keep you posted.

Selena and Kate take their position overlooking the dance floor like a pair of hungry lionesses. With predatory eyes Selena turns and notices Wolfe standing at the bar and nudges Kate.
“It seems Lucinda’s mancrush is here. Maybe we should try and capture him. It would make Lucinda very happy.”
“We need to run that by her. Not sure if she would like the headaches the surprise would bring.”
“Perhaps we should just let her know he is here then.”
“That would be for the best.”
Selena pulls her cell from her purse and calls Lucinda.
“What’s up, Girl?”
“Your man is here. Wanted to know if you wanted us to try and grab him for you.”
“Don’t even try. Just keep an eye on him and I will be here in a half hour. Till then keep an eye on him and also look for any of the enemy. I got a feeling they are using him as bait.”
“Aye Domina. I will keep you posted.”

Hanging up the phone Lucinda pauses for a moment in reflection. A sinister smile grows on her face. Walking down into the basement torture chamber she smiles at the comatose Laura.  Grabbing some smelling salts she shoves them under Laura’s nose waking her up abruptly.
“Hello there, glad you are awake.”
Laura groggily looks at Lucinda and struggles to reply.
“I ttoold you effry thing I know. What else could you want?”
Feigning shock Lucinda grabs Laura’s face.
“I still want my pound of flesh, Bitch. And I am going to have it piece by fucking piece.”
Grabbing Laura’s jaw in an iron grip with one hand the other reaches for a scalpel. With a sinister smile she holds the scalpel up to Laura’s eye.
“Now the question is what piece do I want this time.”
Lucinda slowly runs the blade around Laura’s eye socket careful not to cut the fragile skin. Sliding the blade down to her cheek and then pausing momentarily Lucinda pulls back the blade and taps her chin with it.  
“Oooo I know what I want now”
Savagely Lucinda grabs Laura’s left ear and slices into it with the razor sharp blade. A cacophony of screams spew from from Laura as she is powerless against Lucinda’s assault. The horrible ripping sound of flesh can scarcely be heard over Laura’s screams. Holding the ear aloft triumphantly Lucinda immediately begins to lap hungrily at the wound. Her hunger temporarily sated Lucinda goes back to cart. Grabbing the blowtorch and igniting it she grins evilly. The blood coating her face adds to her baleful appearance as she cauterizes the wounded area.
“Now you stay put. I have to get ready for the club.”

Lucinda walks into the Slaughterhouse with smile upon her face. Making her way up to the catwalk she immediately moves to Kate and Selena. After embracing and kissing each of them she looks over towards where Wolfe leans against the bar. Lucinda turns back to Selena and Kate and smiles.
“Well girls I need to give our boy a present to give to his owners.”
With a seductive walk Lucinda approaches Wolfe with her hands behind her back. Unfazed by Lucinda, Wolfe continues to drink from his bottle of beer.
“Hello Wolfe, what brings you to the club tonight?”
“I don’t think it is any of your concern, Psycho.”
“Now that’s just rude. After all I brought you something to bring back to your handlers.”
“Well I know that it isn’t your head on a silver platter so not sure it would be something they’d want.”
Lucinda feigns coyly standing with her hands still behind her back as she continues to smile.
“Okay Psycho cut the fucking act and let me see this present.”
“Not until you promise not to look at it. This isn’t for your eyes.”
“Fine, just give me the fucking thing and get out of my face.”
“Oh one more thing you should bring this to them as quickly as possible.”
“And why is that?”
“Well if you are there when they open it then you will see.”

Lucinda produces a small silk pouch from behind her back and hands it to Wolfe. Gingerly Wolfe takes the pouch and eyes it suspiciously.
“Now now, no peeking and no poking to figure out what is inside.”
“Whatever now get your sick ass out of my face.”
“Sure thing Lover.”
Lucinda reaches for Wolfe’s face only to have him slap it away. Blowing Wolfe a kiss she walks back to an awaiting Selena and Kate. Wolfe waits for Lucinda to get out of earshot before pulling out his cell.

To 609-696-1212
Lucinda just gave me a package to deliver to you all.
From 609-696-1212
What is in it?
To 609-696-1212
No idea, she said not to open it up.
From 609-696-1212
Then bring it to the Rose immediately.
To 609-696-1212
She says in her mistress’ tone. No problem leaving now.

Putting the phone away Wolfe walks towards the steps of the catwalk pausing to give Lucinda the middle finger. Lucinda blows him a kiss as he disappears down the steps. Lucinda turns back to Kate and Selena and smiles.
“Just as I guess. His owners demanded he come to the Bloody Rose with my present. “
“Which is, Domina?” Selena asks curiously.
“Another part of Lisa. Next step is to set up Laura for the slaughter.”

Part 14

Lucinda puts on a silk kimono and smiles as she looks into the mirror. Blowing a kiss to Amanda she steps out of the hallway. Lucinda pauses at the Claudia’s office door raising her hand as if to knock she changes her mind and opens the door and walks in. With an annoyed scowl on her face Claudia looks up.
“Lucinda, your lack or protocol and decorum astounds me.”
“Well I was told report to you immediately so I really didn’t have time to dress up.”
“Regardless, you fail to show respect to my position. You can’t even knock on my door you just waltz in like you are a queen.”
“I told you many times before I give respect when it is due. So what is so important that you summoned me?”
“I have decided to remove the risk of our enemies attacking this house by sending you to one of our outlying safehouses. You will remain there until further notice. Amanda will relay any orders I have for you.”
“So you are banishing me to the safe house to protect you own sweet ass.”
“I am sending you to the safe house to prevent any reprisals from the enemy. If you are not here then they will not attack.”
“So will I be on house arrest there as well?
“No, but you are not allowed to come back here till I send for you. This means Amanda needs to stay here so I can get a hold of her when needed.”

“Another attempt at you to harass me and annoy me. You could easily call her cell if she is working on a task.”
“I prefer having her on hand. Though the displeasure it causes you doesn’t hurt either. This matter is no longer up for discussion. Pack what you need and get moving. Call once you have arrived.”
“And you have no preference to where I go?”
“Just don’t stray too far. In case you are needed for something.”
“Well then I will have Selena and Kate stay with me at the safehouse. This way I can direct them in gathering intel on the enemy’s intentions.”
“Fair enough now get moving.”
“As you wish, Claudia.”
With a mock bow Lucinda flashes a predatory smile towards Claudia and walks out of the room. As she proceeds back to her room Lucinda does her best to hide her irritation of Claudia’s demand that Amanda stay at the Chapterhouse. As Lucinda enters the room Amanda’s eyes grow wide with interest as she rolls onto her stomach gleefully kicking her legs back and forth.
“So Domina, what is the news?”
“I am being sent away from the Chapterhouse to avoid a risk of the enemy attacking here. So I will be setting up shop in the Valley Forge safehouse so I can entertain our guest there. Kate and Selene will be with me. You are required to stay here.”
The hurt on Amanda’s face is evident as she sits up. “But Domina!”
“It’s not my idea. Claudia decided that you should stay here. All for the purpose of pissing me off. We will use this to our advantage. You will report to me what is going on here and be ready to feed Claudia the information I tell you.”
“So you have a plan?”
“Yes, and Claudia will learn the pain of loss when I am done. Jeanette is dead because of her and taking Laura from her should be punishment enough.”
Amanda’s eyes grow wide in shock. “Domina, are you sure you still want to do that?”
Lucinda’s face takes on a malevolent light as her eyes narrow into slits. “That bitch has pushed me to this. If she’d stayed out of my affairs.”
“As you wish, Domina.”
“Now Amanda, you need to get moving so I can start packing.”
With a sullen nod Amanda slowly gets dressed as Lucinda pulls out a small suitcase and begins to put clothing into it. Before Amanda walks out the door Lucinda grabs her by the wrist and kisses her passionately. Touching her hand to Amanda’s cheek she smiles.
“Don’t worry. This won’t take long. After Gwen and Emily take care of Laura their blood debt will be considered settled. Then things will go back to the way they were.”
If you say so, Domina.”

Amanda departs the room and Lucinda finishes packing. Checking once more to ensure she has forgotten anything Lucinda locks the door to her room and carries her baggage out to her Blitz. Climbing into the car Lucinda fires up the engine and the Blitz purrs to life. Claudia watches from the window of her office as Lucinda’s blitz flies out of the Chapterhouse gate. Claudia shakes her head as she turns to face Laura.
“Well the bitch is gone for now.  Just a matter of seeing what the enemy will do.”
“Do you think they will be content with attacking her?”
“Things have been calm for a long time. I am sure they would prefer to go back to the uneasy truce that Lucinda violated.”
“Or they could take advantage of the loss of Lucinda and try to take out the Chapterhouse.”
“It is a risk we have to take. Until the situation is resolved with missing member of the Sisterhood of Lilith we have no idea what will happen.”

Gwen casually sits down at her desk and leans back as she dials her cell phone. After a few rings a groggy Wolfe answers the line.
“Speak.”
“Awww did you have a rough night furface?”
“Well it didn’t help that Emily drank my beer and did not have the courtesy to buy me another. And I am still evidently banned from the Rose and the Den.”
“That is because I haven’t had a chance to speak to Robin on your behalf. So I need to do us a favor.”
“And what is this favor?”
“Keep up surveillance on Lucinda and her cohorts over at the Slaughterhouse.”
“And why don’t you just use one of the girls?”
“Simple, they might try and grab one of them. You on the other hand they are a bit more hesitant besides Lucinda seems to like you.”
“Fuck you, Gwen.”
“Now now, Wolfe. I am joking I would not let her have you. I’d kill you first.”
“Oh thanks that is reassuring.”
“Either way are you going to do this for us?”

“You know better, Gwen. I am there for you all despite how you take perverse delight in cockblocking me at the club.”
“That is just because I don’t like seeing you waste time with those vapid little club girls. Either way I need to remind you of the parameters of this little job.”
“Which are?”
“You are only to observe them. Don’t talk to them, Don’t follow them out of the club and for your own sake don’t flirt with them.”
“Haha very funny, Gwen. Not a problem and what info are you looking for exactly?”
“Just let us know if Lucinda shows up and who she is with. We’ll take it from there.”
“I take it you are gonna kill the pyscho.”
“All in good time.”
“Well then I will head over there tonight and keep you abreast. Tell Em she owes me a beer.”
“Why not hit her up for something else?”
“Emily has no interest in me other than someone to steal drinks from.”
“Whatever you two are both in denial talk to you later Furboy.”
Hanging up the phone Gwen smiles to herself as Emily walks into the office.

“So I take it you talked to him?”
“Yes and he will keep an eye on the Slaughterhouse for us.”
“And you told him not to interact with Lucinda and her bitches.”
“Yes, and I also told him that he should ask you out.”
“Why are you so obsessed with getting us together?”
“Just trying resolve the tension between the two of you.”
“The only tension between us is his inability to know his place.”
“If you say so Emily. As I said before me thinks the lady doth protest too much.”
“Fuck you, Gwen. No further conversation is needed. Other than when do we take Lucinda down?”
“All in good time, we need to figure out how best to do so. Robin has already eluded to needing this ended and quickly.”

Part 13

As Lucinda drives back to the Chapter House a smile creeps across her face causing Amanda to look over confused.
“Domina, why are you smiling? We just got threatened by Emily and Gwen. They are talking about retaliating.”
“We have 24 hours to prepare and I am thinking we can use them to remove a certain thorn in my side. “
“You are going to let them kill Claudia?”
“No I need her around however her little bitch of a daughter on the other hand would be a suitable lesson for Claudia as well as payback for her refusal to allow me to bring Jeanette across.”
“I see, so what do you have in mind, Domina?”
“I am still formulating a plan. We need to ensure that Laura is at the Slaughterhouse without an escort so she will be easy prey.”
“This could start a war between our Orders, Domina.”
“A minor flare up maybe but not an all out conflict. To be honest neither side can afford it right now.”
“Still a dangerous game you are playing, Domina.”
“I know what I am doing now let me think.”
“Aye, Domina.”

Lucinda pulls the Blitz into the garage and kills the engine. As Lucinda and Amanda get out of the sleek machine the door to the garage suddenly opens. With an angry scowl on her face Laura glares at the pair. Lucinda shakes her head in amusement as Amanda looks to Lucinda for guidance.
“Did we keep you and your mother up late again?”
“As if you would worry about such things. I am here to let you know that we received a phone call from Gwen Reid telling Mistress Claudia to remind you of what you were told.”
“Yes we had a conversation about a few things.”
“About the fact that you kidnapped one of their girls and need to return her.”
“I told those whores and I will tell you the same fucking thing. I don’t know anything about their missing girl.”
“Speaking of missing girls where have Selena and Kate been these past few days?”
“I assigned them to keep watch on the enemy. So currently they are in the field.”
“Then I will relay that information to Mistress Claudia.”
“Yes I am sure your mother worries about the well being of my girls. So run along and tell her whatever you like.”
Laura turns and walks off in a huff leaving Lucinda and Amanda alone.

Emily Sinclair pauses to catch her breath as she watches Katya slowly gets back on her feet.  Emily’s sweat soaked shirt clings to her ample bosom as she once more assumes a defensive stance. Katya limps noticeably as she slowly circles Emily. Gwen and the others of the Gen’Hadar  team wait along the sides of the dojo floor. Emily smiles sharklike as she can sense Katya’s desperation.
“You know Katya, you can simply quit.”
“No offense Mistress, but I don’t intend on giving in that easily.”
“With that limp it might be a good idea to do so. You can’t possibly win.”
Despite her bruised leg Katya lashes out with a vicious crescent kick aimed at Emily’s head. Rushing forward Emily catches the brunt of the blow on her right shoulder with a grunt as she hits Katya with a left cross dazing her. Off balance Katya staggers back and Emily immediately continues her offensive. Struggling Katya does her best to deflect the blows but despite her best efforts Emily breaches her defenses.  Eventually the stunning hits take there toll and Katya falls to her knees. Finally relenting Katya taps on the dojo floor symbolizing her submission.

Gwen glances at Emily and shakes her head.
“Really Emily, this is supposed to be a training session not a chance for you to vent your frustrations.”
“Gwen, a lecture is not what I need right now.”
“Perhaps you need something else?”
“If you insinuating that I need to get laid then you can go fuck yourself.”
“Really Emily, I can just give a call...”
“Gwen don’t even think about it! Besides we have more pressing concerns and he does not need to be involved.”
“I’m being facetious, I have no intention on involving Wolfe any more than we need to. I am tempted to ask him to keep an eye on things in the Slaughterhouse.”
“Can we trust him not to make things worse?”
“I’ll give him specific instructions to keep him from stirring the hornet’s nest.”
“And what happens if Lucinda and her coven try grabbing him?”
“That would be doubtful, he would be a handful to deal with not to mention that boy tends to carry more than enough firepower. “
“I suppose you’re right and he probably wants to help since Lisa was a friend of his.”
“Well then I will let him know.  Till then keep in mind we are in the dojo for training not for pummeling each other.”
“Ok, I will take it easy on the girls. You can go deal with Wolfe.”
Gwen nods and slowly turns to walk out of the dojo as Katya gradually stumbles to her feet.

Nervously Claudia fidgets at her desk while Laura looks on. Finally Claudia looks Laura and shakes her head.
“This is getting worse by the day. Lucinda’s actions are pushing us dangerously towards a fight with the Sisterhood of Lilith.”
“What options do with have Domina? It’s not like we can simply hand her over to them.”
“No we can’t. I have sent word back to Cronia regarding what is happening right now. Just a matter of what they will say.”
“Mistress, we don’t have much time. From what I was told by Gwen we have 24 hours before they retaliate.”
“They have been made aware of this fact. Until we hear from Cronia we have to wait.”
“And what do we do about Lucinda?”
“She is our biggest concern. If we keep her here at the Chapter House we run the risk of an attack here. If we let her run loose they may try and kill her however she can also do more damage in not restricted.”
“We could order her to stay at a safehouse.”
“That is an excellent idea. We can keep her away from here and at the same time keep her on lockdown. Now go get her and tell her I require her presence.”
“Aye, Domina.”

Quickly Laura moves through the corridors of the chapter house stopping at Lucinda’s door. Pausing for a brief moment she listens to the door. The melodic sounds of the death metal band Zombie Holocaust reverberates through the door and Laura grits her teeth at the soft moans of pleasure that she can barely hear. Furiously she pounds on the door until the music finally cuts off and footsteps can be heard approaching. The door flings open and the sweaty nude form of Lucinda stands inside the frame.
“Mistress Cla..”
“Why the fuck are you disturbing me!”
“If you would let me finish you insane bitch I would tell you.”
“Speak your piece then I’m busy I have things to do.”
“By do you mean rut with your second in command. Either way Mistress Claudia demands you report to her immediately.”
“And what does she want to talk to me about!”
“You’ll learn about what when you go to her office. I suggest you don’t daly.”
“Tell your mother I will be there no run back to her little a good little bitch.”
Laura’s face turns red with anger and she begins to open her mouth but changes her mind. Angrily she turns and storms down the corridor while Lucinda smiles wickedly knowing that she has angered Claudia and Laura.