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Chapter Twenty Two In
a flash of light, a data-pad careens across the room and slams into the wall,
smashing into a million smoking pieces and only narrowly missing the dark man
attempting to enter the office.
Taking a step back and looking at the smoldering mess, Vanquar the Lesser
then looks to the direction of the throw; his sister’s desk. Proceeding
silently towards the desk, “Is there something I should know about data-pad
tossing, First Sister?”
Vanquar the Lesser deftly takes the seat facing his sister and meets her
gaze with a raised eyebrow. Valyr
violently swings around in her chair, “Simply stay out of their way, First
Brother!” The
venom in her words is only bested by the malevolence in her face. “I
see... Then
may I ask the cause for this outburst?” Valyr
abruptly stands, straightening her many layered robes, puts on an air of
regality and takes a deep breath, “The ruse is up, my dear First Brother.”
Waiting for the proper amount of time to let her words sink in to Vanquar
the Lesser. “Someone
has been tampering with our hyperdrive modifications.
I have had inquiries from one of our dealers as to the ‘flaw’ in our
new models. It
seems that some of their clients have been seeing an outside source for
service.” Her
voice is simply dripping with disdain at this point.
“If I ever get my hands on that girl, I am going to personally tear her
limbs from her body and beat her with them!” Vanquar
the Lesser knows all too well that his sister’s words are no idle threat.
If there is one thing Valyr inherited from her father, it is his
merciless anger when provoked.
The virtual carnage that he can see in his sister’s eyes sends a chill
down his spine, but he gathers enough of his own mettle to finally speak, “And
you are certain it is the same girl that has been eluding our operatives?” Ferociously
slamming her fist into the desk, “Absolutely!
And she will pay!”
Taking a step back, Valyr attempts to regain her composure, “I have
dispatched one of those detestable bounty hunters to search her out.
I have tired of playing this game of cat and vrelt.
I will soon have this whelp at my disposal.”
A shuddering look of absolute evil passes over her face as she speaks.
Vanquar the Lesser can only imagine the torments that await this poor
girl, and for nothing more than inadvertently discovering their ingenious ploy
to hide their latest technological advancement.
An advancement that they had planned to use to their benefit in their
Honored Father’s latest attempt at revenge against the Chandrillan people.
Creator: PtrsonsZOO (Jennifer)
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