"FOR THE LAST TIME WE ARE NOT SIBLINGS GWEN!" I yelled as the small framed woman jumped over her desk, approaching me at speeds that seemed to defy all logic.
Her small body impacted mine with the force of two titans clashing, throwing me all the way back into the elevator doors once again, denting them just slightly this time much to my suprise...and pain.
"You idiot! Do you have any idea how worried I've fucking been? I've been searching everywhere, I was about to explore the wasteland to hunt you down!" She said with a terrified and worried expression on her face.
'If you were so worried about my health why attack me you idiot!' I thought while still being pinned to the ground.
Looking at her with a somber expression, my anger quickly dissolving to empathy, I said "Look I had to be away for a bit. It wasn't planned, but I promise I'll always return. I mean, who would keep your crazy ass in check if I wasn't around?"
After pausing for a second I added with a snide grin,"shit I bet the whole military would collapse without me helping you!"
She flipped her hair back and gave a menacing glare, which made me panic, and rightfully so because what came next, I don't think I deserved.
Boom!
The floor tiles below my head gave way, cracking in multiple directions like a intricate spider web. Dazed and definitely suffering from a god damn headache now, I looked up at the assailant right as she said, "First, I don't need you around, I chose to keep you around because you're slightly useful. Secondly, you should know better than to provoke me, little brother."
'Yeah, I keep needing a refresher apparently..' the thought was quickly chased away by the now dull thumping in my head.
Climbing off of me, she went and rested comfortably at her desk while giving me a happy smile. "So spill it, where in the hell have you been division commander ranika, and you better have a damn good excuse." The happy smile faded the moment she spoke, turning to the stone like face a person of her position needed to have when discussing matters of importance.
'Damn witch, I don't know how she possesses that level of strength but it's definitely not fucking natural.' I thought to myself while rubbing the back of my now aching head.
Then again this is gwenavere I'm thinking about after all, she's the strongest ascended to rise the ranks of the military in the last two hundred years and her pride, status and strength show it. Her looks, however, definitely don't.
With her height barely surpassing five feet and a short bob cut hair framing her sharp brown eyes and small picturesque face, it's easy to mistake this cold-blooded soldier for a woman in her mid twenties if not younger, and if it wasn't for the two handed long sword strapped to her small back. A detail I seemed to have neglected upon first arriving in nexus, The scar stretching across my chest from her outburst back then is proof enough that one shouldnt be so quick to assume things.
"I'm waiting, little brother, hurry before I grow impatient." She said sternly, as her pressure slowly swelled to encapsulate the room, if mine was freezing and sophie's was unbearable heat, the best way to describe commander Gwen's was an uncontrolled electric storm.
This is the reason some ascended are capable of making even demon-kin fall in battle being able to not only mimick an aura to a proficient degree but also possesing a strength that rivaled ours. After observing my species for a long period of time humanity had begun to test different methods on utilizing life essence the way we did. The half-breeding was a part of those tests and the commander was the end result.
"I had picked up signs of abyss creatures to the southeast, so I made the decision to go investigate on my own." I finally spat out.
Hoping she'd buy my little white lie. What am I just supposed to be like 'hey a golf ball hit me in the head, killed me, and I returned a day later by digging myself out of my own grave. Sorry about being gone!' I thought sarcastically.
Even if I did, she wouldn't buy it considering the blow she just delivered to my skull.
That's the dumbest fucking aspect about this curse, for 9 days I'm as strong and resilient as any demon-kin but on the tenth day, I essentially become a mundane human. Vulnerable to anything and everything. It's infuriating, not to mention absolutely embarrassing!
"So you went out without my authorization, disappeared for a day then decided you'd just waltz in here and hope I'd leave you be without punishment? Am I missing anything dear brother?" A smile appearing on her innocent looking face but I knew better.
'If anyone's a fucking demon it's this woman.' I thought to myself.
With the sweetest smile I could muster while also shamelessly batting my eyelashes. "Yup, that about sums up my time away and my thought process, dear sister!" I blurted out without a hint of shame.
I absolutely hate calling her "sister" but I know all too well how she reacts to hearing me say it. 'With any luck maybe that one hit is what I'll get away with!' Is what I thought excitedly.
As if reading my thoughts she responded with a tone as sweet as sugar. "Well if that's all there is to it than what am I to do?"
Oh there is a God that doesn't hate me thank you faceless stranger.
"I know!" She yelled excitedly.
'Fuck my life' I thought in response to her excitement.
"You are going to cook me a nice homemade dinner tonight no excuses and no synthetic ingredients!" She said happily as if not aware she was damning me to a terrible evening.
This is the problem with commander gwen, though she is fearless and a menace on the battlefield but she treats me like I'm family for some reason making her actions a mystery. Which honestly is like watching someone with multiple personalities switch from sweet and loving to a battle hardened veteran in an instant.
Well, now I have to explain to sophie why I have the commander of this city's military in her apartment and why I have a half breed demon-kin in tow....
'She's going to kill me...'