False Gods

Book IV: Of Princesses and Peons

Chapter XXXVI

     As we went full speed back to Alba Cavanich, a vessel passed on the way back.

     "That was one of Juliani's ships," Gabriel pointed out.

     "Her ships are much faster than this one, odds are, even at full speed, we'll only be moments ahead of her," Acacia added.

     "So we'll mount a full-on attack and kill them all," Malos said, however no one was sure if he was being serious or not.

     KOS-MOS shook her head. "Alba Cavanich is already unstable as is. If the citizens found out Juliania's club withstood a major attack, there is a high probability of a local gang war. We must strike quickly and quietly."

     "I already have our in," Acacia said, pulling a core crystal out of her bag.

     "Is that a core crystal?!" Kasandra asked.

     Acacia nodded. "This is their entertainment blade, Sonata."

     "You sure she ain't edited?" Gabriel question.

     "Positive," KOS-MOS said. "We crystallized her ourself."

     "You take her Gabe," Acacia ordered.

     "Why—?" Gabriel started.

     "I have two blades, Silas has three, Rafi's not here and I don't think he can even resonate with blades, and this blade's too cheerful and I'd probably slap her," Acacia said abruptly.

     "You ok with that Kassy?" Gabriel asked his blade for permission.

     Kasandra fixed the mask on the back of her head and tightened the wrappings on her arms before responding. "Mhm! I could use a new friend!"

     Gabriel nodded and grabbed the core crystal, however it wouldn't resonate.

     "You can't resonate with it?" Acacia asked.

     "No, the core crystal isn't ready yet," Gabriel explained. "Core crystals have a cool down time after the blades return to their crystals."

     "Well you seem to have everything under control, so I'll go check on the brat," Malos said before leaving, not waiting for a reply.

     He opened the door to find Mythra sitting by him, as he knew she would be. She's the real reason he went back there.

     "Malos? What are you doing back here?" Mythra asked.

     "Checking up on the slacker, how's he doing?"

     "He suffered a lot of ethereal damage, but he's healing. But that's not why you came back here. What do you want?" Mythra questioned again, more aggressively.

     "Heh, couldn't expect anything less from my partner. Who was your first driver?" he questioned.

     "Mine? Addam. Addam Origo," she answered.

     Malos thought for a second, bringing his hand up to his chin and closing his eyes, with his usual smirk. "Nope. Doesn't ring a bell. Blue skin? White hair? Who was my driver?"

     Mythra gasped.

     "What? Cat got your tongue? You know something... don't you?"

     "How do you remember that? You shouldn't have any memories of that time!" Mythra argued.

     Malos sighed, not losing his smirk. "Look, I don't care about what rules I am or am not supposed to follow, I want answers."

     "I... don't feel right telling you, he wanted you to have a fresh start...," Mythra sighed.