The palace of Krotas.



Thursday December 5th 0500 hrs. even here in the early hours of the morning it never seems to get light, they are here inside the palace of Krotas. Here and now Samantha Bliss will know of Priss’s true alliance’s. There are two guards ahead towards the end of the hall, neither are large in stature and both are unaware of the presence of the silent intruders as they close in on their targets. Samantha slowly pulls loose a long blade from the side of her boot, she nods to Priss, both know that they must take them as quietly as possible, as to not alert other guards who may be roaming the halls. The first one turns almost directly towards her and she thrusts the long blade deep into his throat while Priss is on the other, the last makes a muffled thumping noise as its lifeless body hit’s the floor. Heavy footfalls echo from inside of the door of Krotas ‘s chamber, could it possibly be that easy? Priss has turned to face the sounds, and Samantha bliss can see droplets of blood dripping from her horns. And when Krotas opens the door and Priss sees him standing there half naked, she cannot contain her rage and runs towards the surprised Krotas ramming both of her horns into his abdomen ripping at him while driving him to the floor. She makes contact with her backup.
“Klinger.. You and Milo got the windows?”
Click… hiss..
“Yeah Boss lady we got your back.”
“That’s good, because in a few minutes half of hell is going to be coming up that hallway to have Priss and my asses for breakfast.”
Hearing her own voice mention Priss’s name causes her to return her attention the Krotas ’s chambers, she is there in the doorway with Krotas at her feet, he is battered and mortally wounded, both of his horns have been ripped off at their stems, he tries to speak to her as Priss takes the bloody necklace from his bleeding neck. Behind her she can hear the sounds of running boots coming down the hall, and the sounds of breaking glass indicating that Klinger and Milo are killing whatever has crossed into their line of sight from the rooftop across the street. She enters the chamber where Priss has Krotas.


Sil.



His voice is weak as though he is nothing more than a frightened dying boy, he is covered in his own blood, she stands above him, clutching the bloody necklace defiantly staring down at him, her expressionless face showing no emotion. Suddenly Priss’s true motives for helping Threshold, are becoming clear to Samantha Bliss, on Krotas’s bed there is a naked female like Priss, only much younger.
“You betray your own kind for them Priss? You in your own blackheart, yearn to be human do you? You are just like me Priss Nothing more than a monster to them, and when you have one day outlived your usefulness, they will end your relationship, and you will be returned to us as you are.. Nothing more that a useless bed wench!”
She lowers her weapon and trains it on his forehead.
“I am nothing like you Krotas. And we are certainly not of the same species. Your boss is waiting for you monster.”
She pulls at the trigger and his skull all but disappears. She looks at Samantha Bliss who has now trained her attention on the cowering female laying naked on Krotas’s bed.
Samantha throws her a shirt that was left on the back of a chair.
“Tell her that she is free now Priss. you have the necklace with the stone?”
Priss Nods.
“ Then we need to get out of here right now.”
They exit the room and make their way along the back staircase, here they will be on their own and will not be having Klinger and Milo Tripper to watch their backs, only Lifeguard will be able to see them safely to the basement where they will re enter the tunnel to take them back into the outside world. Click..Hiss..
“Sam?”
“Yes Lifeguard?”
“Four Reds down the hall in front of you and Miss Priss, right before the basement door that you came out of.”
“We’ll Take them Lifeguard.”
A brief exchange of shots before Samantha and Priss hit the tunnel leaves the reds dead in their wake, just before the are ready to re enter Priss Stops her.
“Samantha?”
“Yes?”
She places the necklace in her palm. “I believe this belongs to Threshold now.”
Both hear footsteps coming through the door, and when the young female red appears in the doorway, now fully dressed but still wide eyed and afraid, Priss and Bliss look at each other unsure of what to do.Until finally Samantha smiles and looks at Priss.
“Tell her if she’s coming with us she’d better hurry, we don’t have the luxury of time.”
They all three enter the tunnel together.

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