It Doesn't Follow

[Antero Black]

Antero likes the attention he is recieving. He smiles contentedly.
"Just tell me what you want me to do. I'm waiting."

[Hedeon]

Hedeon doesn't feel anything when he kills another. He feels no sympathy or hatred for any religious or political rebels, and has no real motivation for existing.

"So working for Red Infinity gives you a sense of existance, then?" Hedeon replies. The building comes into view over the horizon in the midst of a torn and tattered town part of town somewhere in the middle of Utah. Much like all of America, this area was neglected by Red Infinity to be rebuilt.

[Simona Weil]

"I'm sorry Sasha, I shouldn't have mentioned it. You've come a long way."

I tell Antero what we want him to do...

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I find myself in America now. My ghost form floating through some unknown city.

"It was all so wrong."

"Why am I still here?"

"We helped to make Antero."

I notice a fairy and an elf. They are Red Infinity operatives. I recognise one as Kith.

[Kith]

"It is my existance. I have nothing outside of Red Infinity."

[Antero Black]

Antero wakes up in his cell. He smiles to himself.
"Those were the days."
His happiness is washed away by a wave of deep anguish. It is the worst he has felt since Simona and Sasha dies. He cries, wimpers, and calls out screaming into the dark cells of the Ministry of Terror. Nothing restrain this deluge of emotion.

[Sasha Kropotkin]

I lay in the middle of the woods, bleeding to death. I look up, and see a familiar sillhouette in the distance, hovering above everything. I lift my cold, trembling arm and reach for it. If I just stretch far enough, I could touch it.

But this... This is... Sim...on..a...? Wait... Simona, we didn't meet until... How do I know this person..?

I try to push myself up in the snow, and manage to muster enough strength to sit up, surrounded by my own blood. The light begins to walk towards me, getting progressively brighter. I raise my arm to shield my eyes, and squint, until eventually the light becomes too bright for me to maintain my eyes open.

I close my eyes for several seconds, and when I open them again, it seems as though I'm in another dimension. Everything is flooded with light. Have I been here before..?

I am now standing, and am fully healed.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" I call out to anyone who could hear me.

[Simona Weil]

I step towards the dark skinned fairy and look at him curiously.

"I'm here. We have to talk. Something has to be done now, Sasha. Everything has to be made right."

[Kith]

I turn and see the ghost of Simona Weil. I turn to Hedeon, who seems distracted at the moment.

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"That woman is a dead anarchist and Christian. I don't know how she is here, but we need to take care of this."

I draw my gun and fire at the ghost. Bullets fly through her. This alarms me even more.

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"What should we do, Hedeon?"

[Antero Black]

"MAKE IT GO BACK TO NORMAL, MAKE IT GO BACK, I CAN'T STAND THIS ANY MORE!!"
Antero screams at the top of his lungs. He collapses onto the thin grey mattress in his cell. He cries into the shabby pillow.
"MAKE IT GO BACK. MAKE IT GO BACK!"

[Sasha Kropotkin]

"Yes..." Sasha's voice comes through Hedeon's mouth. "We need to atone for our wrong doings."

[Zinn]

((Heh, I am joining the flashback wagon.))

"That's a great idea Wyrm," Zinn says.

"I volunteer for the rescue squad. I'd like to blow a large hole in the side of the Ministry of Terror. If you don't mind, stopping at the next gas station and a cheap motel would be good. I'm going to make some plastic explosives."

Zinn remembers learning to make bombs with Lynn.

A young girl with short brown hair, glasses, and serious eyes sat next to another, older girl who had two fat blonde braids and a somewhat athletic build. Both were too thin, and not in a particularly attractive way. Since they were both tall, it gave them the impression of being stretched out, like taffy.

They are both sitting next to an absolutely filthy looking, old fashioned bathtub with clawed feet. It seems out of place in the basement, and there are gouge marks in the linoleum that indicate it was dragged to the basement.

"After you render the fat, and remove the glycerin, then you prep a 98 percent concentration of fuming nitric acid and add three times that amount of sulfuric acid. You can get all of that stuff from Jan. Be sure to do this in an ice bath, or the results could be unpleasant. Then, add the glycerin, drop by drop with an eyedropper," the older girl instructed.

The younger girl, Zinn looked up. from the fuming mess in the tub.

The uncovered overhead bulb reflected in Zinn's glasses. Both girls were wearing matching school uniforms. The uniforms consisted of a short sleeved blouse, a pleated skirt, black shoes, knee socks, and scarves with the Red Infinity insignia emblazoned across it.

This is how Zinn spent her Sunday afternoons.

[Hedeon]

Hedeon walks through Simona without knowing it, and is immediately surrounded by a white light.

"Kith, these mormons have a handle on manala energy, you have to stop this immediately." He says to no one, and tries to draw his shadow sword and shield, but something here blocks his powers.

[Simona Weil]

"What can we do, Sasha? I'm dead and your trapped. What can we do?"

I put my arms around the grey fairy and sink my head into his chest. I don't pay much attention to the fact that this fairy looks nothing like Sasha.

"Where do we even start?"

[Kith]

"Hedeon, are you blind? We have more important things to worry about. Step back so I can use my powers on her without causing you harm."

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Simona has her arms around him. It must be some spiritual power to drain his energy.

"Get away from him! Stand away and I will fight you, anarchist."

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[TheWyrm]

I smile brightly when Zinn approves of my idea.

"Right on! I can relay messages between the two teams to let everyone know how things are going!" I say, starting to get excited.