"Let go of her, Martha." Captain Reynolds ordered, holding. Martha's hand which grasped the throat of Shasha like her life depended on it.
Shasha gasped for air, trying to remove her hand, but it was to no avail, Martha Dark was not letting go, and the entire shield unit which was already armed to the teeth to stop her were no match for this kind of strength.
"Martha Dark!" Dr. Vott steeped in, "If you kill her, you'll be soiling your already hard earned reputation."
"Does it look like I give a damn, man" Martha said, "I will snap her neck like a broomstick if I want to!"
"She was ambushed by the daemon, you can see that shes badly injured."
"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN, REYNOLDS. As for as I'm concerned Blake Summers is still down there. Give me two reasons why I should trust your word again?"
A hand touched Martha's side. Martha turned to see Margaret, one of the Elites of Shield. Looking at her in the eye, she grunted, letting Shasha drop to the ground.
"Ives, Ricardo, do you read me."
"Yeah... do... The sign..... r. "
"Dammit!" Martha said, smashing the door of the van. She stormed out of it only to run into Sarah.
"Ms Martha," She called, "Is there a problem?"
Martha glared at her, momentarily sending shivers down her spine. Then Martha recognized her.
"Ah... sorry." Martha said, her aura dying down, "I'm a bit pissed, that's all."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"I don't know," Martha said, "I just need some space alone, could you make sure no one comes looking for me?"
"Yes."
"Thanks."
Shasha was rushed to the infirmary after passing out, leaving Captain Reynolds and a few other Shield agents.
"So that's the monster they call Martha Dark." Lieutenant Revana said, "Damn. To think we just watched her humiliate us. "
"Nothing we could do." Bree said, "I mean, it is our fault. After all, he was a rookie to begin with and a prodigy at that."
"Yeah..." Reynolds said, "We've lost their trust."
"We didn't have it to begin with." Sergeant Hughes said.
"We had a little bit." Dr. Vott said, chipping in from outside.
"Didn't ask you." Hughes replied.
"Ah don't mind me."
"Bree, send a task force to look for the guy." Reynolds ordered
"Already done sir."
"Good."
"But why did she stop when she saw Margaret?" Dr. Vott asked .
"So she shouldn't have?" Hughes asked
"No, no, I'm just curious."
Reynolds sighed. "Even if the entire Inquisition doesn't trust us, they will trust Margaret, no matter how wrong she may be."
"Why, she got some serious dirt on them?" Revana asked
"No. During the 2nd Daemon Incident, she proved her worth to them. She alongside a few others."
"She doesn't look that old. "
"Yeah. Exactly. She was raised by the Shield. " Reynolds said," She is one of the first Shield agents. "
The crowd had only heard the outburst of Martha and of her storming out. But it was still heard. Now they were more excited than ever.
" Ugh... the press." Felicity said, "Shawn, go deal with them."
"in your dreams. You fo there and they'd find out your entire life history."
"You can say that again." Ekaterina said.
" Still though," Felicity said, looking at the busted door of the van. Must have been something serious. "
"Yeah." Lukas agreed.
"Yo doc." Spen called the doctor.
" Hey! " Felicity cried, "You can't just call a shield agent like that." Spen brushed her aside, walking up to Dr. Vott.
" What's up. "
"The boy with the white hair is most likely dead." Dr. Vott said, "apparently it was an ambush."
"What?" Sarah said, overhearing Dr. Vott, "No that can't be."
"I said most likely.". Dr. Vott said.
"Hope they find him." Lukas said, "He was pretty powerful."
"Yeah." Shawn said, "that licht energy of his was no little energy, I tell you."
Dr. Vott turned to leave but stopped.
"Spen, what are your thoughts?"
Spen sighed. "He won't die, not without a fight. And... " Spen hesitated before continuing, "Shasha must be lying."
"What.? Felicity and Shawn exclaimed.
"How dare you..." Ekaterina said, grabbing Spen by the collar.
Dr. Vott smiled, "I see that you now do a lot more thinking these days."
"Yeah, yeah." Spen said as he removed Ekaterina's hand.
"And you, Ms Stone? What do you think?"
"Blake is alive. He's tougher than he looks."
"Very well. Then we shall have to wait and see what the results of the search are. "
Blake looked at the blood. His blood. He was slowly losing consciousness, something which was a first for him.
Aside the three Half-breeds, there was no one else around. He couldn't tell. The bullets had negated his licht technique so till they were removed, he was useless. He sighed, looking at the camera. He did a small wave at it, out of boredom.
Blake knew he wasn't going to die. For some reason he knew. He thought so. For no reason at all. It was the feeling he got when asked about the reason for joining the Inquisitors. He just wanted too. He just felt that his place was here. Like his destiny, although he didn't believe in stuff like that. But it was in a way, frightening. He was slowly losing his sense of touch. He was dying.
But he couldn't fall unconscious. If he did, then who knew what monster could try and kill him. He had to stay wide awake. He had to...
He was already unconscious by the time he realized. Unaware of the figure that loomed over him.