In a spacious, white room a white woman is talking to herself. The strange thing is that her words come out faster than her mouth moves. Her eyes look hollow and don't move. Her body is also unnaturally still.
If one would look closely, they would see that she is the same white woman that talked with Artoria when she was going through her metamorphosis. The one that Artoria named Amalthea.
"Er. er. er.. error. error. error. error... error... error... error... error... error... error... error... error... error.. error... error... error... error... error... error... error... error..." She keeps repeating the same word again and again, in incredibly high speeds. It's not humanly possible to enounciate words this fast.
The woman has been doing the same thing for the past week. Not moving an inch.
However suddenly it's like life came back to her. She stops repeating the words, her eyes focus and she starts moving like a human should.
She conjures a screen in front of her with the wave of a hand. The screen doesn't show a video feed, or anything like that. Instead there are an uncountable number of symbols there. These symbols are constantly moving and wiggling. If a normal human looked at this screen, they would have absolutely no idea what the fuck is going on.
She reads from the screen and seemingly gets the information she wanted.
"Humanity is ready... Humanity is ready... Humanity is ready... Begin phase 3 of evolution." She says.
Then the whole room starts to rumble and vibrate.
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(Artoria PoV)
Me and Jorgen, plus the two Deas who survived, finally get out from the underground.
"Fucking finally..." I sigh.
Jorgen stoically looks around. It doesn't seem like he cares much about getting out. Atleast his facial expressions aren't showing any happiness.
We start walking. Right now we are in the middle of some field. Behind me is an ice golem I created. It's carrying the two Deas, since I am too lazy to do so.
While we walk, I ask Jorgen about various things. One of those questions is about when he got incarcerated and what he knows of the outside world.
Colour me suprised, he's telling me that the existance of Deas is now public. This is amazing. That means I can freely use my powers, without care.
I considered publicizing our existance anyway, but there is always a reaction to every action. So you have to handle the topic with care. Which means more work.
Whoever took care of this annoying job for me deserves a like.
We walk some distance across a field and then reach a road. It's spring now, so there is snow here and there, but it has mostly melted.
"Let's steal a car." I tell Jorgen. He nods at me.
I wait for a car to come. A few of them pass by us, since they are too small and I don't bother stopping them.
Finally a big, blue Ford F150 pickup truck comes out way. I go on the middle of the road and start stumbling around.
When the car reaches me, it stops a few meters away from me and the driver comes out.
"Hey lady you okay?" He speaks american english. Smells like a Canadian though...
He comes to me and tries to check up on me, but I pierce his chest and crush his heart with my bare hand. Then I throw his body about 100 meters away from the road.
"Kyaaa." I hear a muffled scream and turn to look. I see a woman in the passenger seat, screaming her head off. Must have been his girlfriend or wife or something.
She gets out of the car and tries to run away, but I flash freeze her and shatter her to a million pieces.
"Got the car." I say to Jorgen and climb in the driver seat. I have the golem put the girls in the back, then dispel it.
Just like that, I've secured transport.
We drive until we reach a town. It turns out we really are in Canada. Who would have thought that I could smell it from someones accent.
From there my actions are quick. I go to a bank and get my card sorted out. Then I buy clothes and a better car.
"Jorgen do you have some place to go?" I ask.
"I'm going to go to Europe." He responds briefly.
"Come to my organisation. It's better, trust me." I tell him. He looks at me without words. I respond to his gaze nonchalantly.
"...fine." He finally responds. I smile at his stubborness.
"You are a funny guy." I comment.
We get in the new Bently I bought and take off to the states. Of course I ignore the speed limit, as that is for poor people. So we get to our destination much faster.
We arrive in Charlotte after a 10 hour drive. While we drive through the city, I note that the city is much emptier than I remember. There is a lot of construction going on as well.
We soon arrive at my base. I walk in like I own the place, since I do and greet the receptionist.
"Hello dear. Can you call Victoria." I greet her.
The girl furrow her brows. "Who are you?" She asks.
"Artoria Lucifer." I patiently answer.
"Hmm." She humms, but still calls Victoria.
I hear the rumble of thunder and look at the entrance. Victoria is running towards me like we're long lost lovers.
She stops before me and them tries to act professional.
*Cough* *Cough* "It's good that you are back Lucy." She says with her arms under her massive bosom.
"It's amazing how you just glossed over your shameful display." I tease her with a smirk and continue. "I have 2 girls in the Bently outside. Get the Doctor to examine them, they seem to be weird in some way. Also get everyone together for an emergency meeting in 30 minutes. " I tell her.
"Yes leader." She answers my commands with a smile.
"Jorgen come." I tell him and lead him to an elevator.
Once we're inside, I explain. "I'll get a secretary to get you settled in. I recommend you not to pick fights here, as most of these women can kill you."
The doors open on the 9th floor and Jorgen steps out. He looks back at me, so I wave at him. As the elevator doors close, my smile drops and I sigh. I push the button to the 40th floor.
When I finally get to my apartment. The first thing I do is grab a bottle of rum from the bar and a pack of cigarettes from the nearby drawer.
Then I go and sit down on the sofa, take a swig of rum and light up a cigarette.
"Haah." I exhale the smoke and take another hit.
Someone is trying to control the Deas. Or I suppose that has been the case since day one. That was a bad way of putting it... Someone has taken steps to ensure absolute control of the Deas, unless stopped.
This was always going to happen. Whenever there is some rescource or power, humans always fight for control. I just assumed I would always be able to nip it in the bud. But I went missing for over 6 months, giving them the necessary time to establish a foothold. Now they're going to be much harder to root out.
I established an organisation for this exact reason. I always knew that if I wanted to be free, I would have to take control of the Deas myself. Otherwise someone will always get in my way. I guess no is the time to take action.
I throw the cigarett bud on the ground and take another swig of rum. Then I stand up to go to the emergency meeting.