The Spaces Between Coordinates

Chapter Ninteen

Whilst Chucky was coming to terms with the information she learned from her sister, Cree and Fei were holed up in a room that was two floors down.

Fei stared up at the ceiling from her bed as Cree paced incessantly in their room. Her arm being in a sling and wrapped up posed no problem as she walked back and forth. The room was big enough to have a bunk bed with a sink and a toilet in the corner.

What was oddly comforting was that everything down to the pillows and bedsheets was a pristine white. Almost like the Grey Leagues. Cree scowled as she made the comparison. Fei turned on her side to watch her friend pace.

She was just glad they were both alive. The impact from the missile threw her body in the air and she tried to break her fall by landing on her feet. The end result was a broken ankle and some severely bruised ribs.
Her foot felt stiff in her cast and she longed to stretch it around. 'I hope Chucky and Frankie are okay.' she thought as she sat up from her prone position on the bottom bunk. "Cree can we please talk about what happened?" The words brought Cree's pacing to a halt. Then she spoke over her shoulder.

"There's nothing to talk about. You chose to put her above all of us when we had a mission to do." Now Fei rarely got angry at things but the stress of everything had been piling up and was now bubbling over. "In case you haven't realised, your precious superiors are the reason we are even in this position.", she replied in a cold tone.

Cree spun wildly to face her. "Excuse me?! Who's idea was it to try and talk to her huh? Who stood by and did nothing as Chucky got shot? When the opportunity came to finish and end it all, who abandoned the protocol and started helping the target?!" She panted heavily at the end of her rant as she looked at Fei.

A giggle came out from Fei's lips. Just as Cree was about to start ranting again, the words died on her tongue as Fei's giggling ended in a bitter and cruel laugh. "Oh that's rich coming from you.", she said darkly. "It's funny how you seem to have very selective memory about what happened. The decision to talk was made by voting since you seem to have forgotten."

Her voice shook with anger as she continued speaking. "By the time we were all downstairs, I'm willing to bet my right hand that you, just like the rest of us, were too dizzy and nauseous to even try anything much less say anything coherent. And the missile that was coming towards us came from the very people who sent us on this suicide mission!"

"We were never meant to come back alive Cree so considering that Anastasia was even trying to divert the missile from your girlfriend who was dying on the bloody ground should tell you something!" By now Fei was standing upright and panting heavily. "You think watching that was easy while it was happening?! You don't think for one second that I didn't want vengeance for my friend?! Watching her fall down like that and seeing Frankie practically crumble in front of it all?!"

"All those are excuses and you know it! You are selfish and you don't care about any of us but your—"
A hard slap cut Cree's sentence short. She held her cheek in disbelief as she stared at Fei was sweating heavily and stood tall despite the agonising pain in her foot. "I prioritised trying to save all of our lives. Something that for some reason, you have been willing to throw away ever since we were kids.", said Fei quietly as tears pooled in her eyes.

"You like this life? You enjoy killing people for a few gold stars and pats on the back? We all wanted out but you got so obsessed about trying to be the best at killing people that you saw this suicide mission as a way for you to get promoted." "That is not true..", answered Cree feebly.

"So now what hmm? If we get out of here, what then? Let's say you manage to kill Anastasia which by the way you still don't even know why they even asked us to, what are you going to do? Go back? To the people that sent a missile after you?" Fei laughed darkly again. "Unlike you, I want a life that's beyond all this killing. The rest of us want that. The choice is yours Cree."

Fei limped back to her bed and lay down in silence clutching her ribs. Cree slid to the floor and sat staring at nothing. All the while, a security camera blinked in the corner. Dominic stared from the control room as there were several monitors showing the rooms the girls were detained in. 'A choice huh.' he mused as he ran a hand through his curls.

"What kind of life were these girls living to talk so calmly about killing people?", asked Brent out loud. "Pretty sure we established that we're dealing with assassins here." answered Dominic. Brent sighed as he held the bridge of his nose. His eyes were shut in thought.

"What are we going to do about them?", asked Dominic as he jerked a thumb over the monitors showing the other four girls. "For now, they're not really our concern. But maybe we can get more information about this organisation they all seem to come from."

They both looked at the monitor showing Anastasia's room. She lay on a bed much like Chucky's. She didn't appear to be awake yet. "How's Gideon doing?", asked Dominic quietly. "He's okay. He's actually been trying to get out of bed rest but I keep tabs and make sure he's brought back to his room.", answered Brent as he took of his glasses and began to clean them.

"Someone's trying to get into her room.", said Dominic suddenly as he was squinting at the screen. He typed a few commands and switched to the camera that was outside her door. He growled in frustration as he saw who it was. "I'm going to kill him.", he said as he rushed out the door.

With his lenses finally clean, Brent put on his glasses and stared at the screen. There was Gideon dressed in a blue gown with fuzzy slippers as he sat upright in his wheelchair. Brent smacked his forehead. 'Of course he managed to find her room.' he thought tiredly.

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