1 3rd Rampage
A Lady wearing light blue dress 1 inch above her knee and 3 inch heels which were full of splattered blood walks into a quiet halls.
As some of the servants in the house saw her they bowed down with no reaction but full of respect but in their eyes the look in their eyes that can't be hidden, Scared, they are scared as they look at the lady who just passed by who's chin are up and the postures spreads authority and power.
As the lady walked passed them her footprints in the hallway are evident, it was red.
She opened her door and directly went inside her bathroom taking all her clothes off and showered the blood that stuck on her skin.
"What a messy headquarters," she mumbled as she closed her eyes and let the water drip down her body.
In another place.
"What?!" A man shouted in shocked as he heard the news.
"The Young Lady has gone rampage Master," The guy in front of the man he called Master repeated his news.
"How many were killed?" The man already guess the answer but wants to correct his hunch.
"A total of 1,691 were counted dead Master," the guy answered his question.
"And? Is that the total of the people who are in that headquarters?" The man asked and wanted to fill in his curiosity.
"Yes Master," and there he goes he sighed in frustration.
As the man expected a phone to ring, rang.
He answers the telephone in his right.
[We heard the news Mr. Sander and this is the third time she went on a rampage this month,]
"We are currently handling the mess she had made Madam Ayen,"
[You better be or this time we won't back down on the idea of sending her to that school to be controlled,]
"I still won't agree no matter what about your idea for Ms. Heather, You know sending her to that school can be end of this organization as there are heirs and heiresses in that school,"
[Then no choice but to kill her,]
"I deferred to disagree I may be the one who honed her abilities but you were the one who used it to the extreme and developing someone who she is today,"
[That's why we need to kill her cause we had been over used her abilities to this extent of madness!]
"I think the reason you want to send her to this school so you could kill her,"
[You're so slow to realize that now? As of now we don't have that power and authority to kill her so we need to make her do something that she always wanted to do and that's killing thousands of people especially that school the big family can team up with us to kill her!]
"Then you must have forgot who you are talking to, You'll have to fight me to death before touching a strand of her hair!"
[Oh Mr. Sander! You must remember who killed your father it's your sister remember? Isn't killing your sister your true goal to let her in, in this organization,]
....
[See? You're quiet, We will not be waiting for another rampage, next month we will send her to that school with or without your permission]
And with that the call ended.
If they want to kill her they have to go through me, they must have forgot who I am.
He was about to call someone when the telephone in his left rang.
He waited for the person to speak.
""Mr. Sander! We have good news for you! We have completed the project! It's working!""
As those words rang on his head he smiled, that's a good timing!
"Well then Good work Mr. Straffan, Go to the main house I'll meet you up at the gate and we'll test it on her,"
""Well sure Mr. Sander it's been awhile since I saw Young Lady Heather!""
And the call ended.
"It's too soon to call you," he mumbled as he looked at the contact he almost called in no hopes on controlling the situation that arise a while ago.
As he went out side he ordered his men to clean up the mess Heather had made.
At the Main House.
As Heather finished her shower she directly dress herself up and went to the big dining hall.
She sat at the head chair the table were long and 6 chairs in each side and 1 each in other side.
Ever since she remembered she sat and eat her food in a big table alone.
As she tasted the food and sipped her drink and the same taste that had lingered in her mouth for a week ahead there.
As she stares into space, deep in her thoughts she realized something.
Damn! I've been drinking poison for a week!
She stands up in her chair and walked to her room without finishing her food.
Whoever you are, you messed with the wrong person! Ha! You must have underestimate my body!
She smiled wickedly as she sat down in her 4 screen computer.
The house is under her security the whole village is under her watch the whole city is under her nose, that means nobody can escape her wrath!
She watched all the people who worked in her food, delivered the ingredients, were the food was being distributed, the owner, the shareholders of the company and everything to its roots as she found her answer.
As she watched the old woman ordered someone from the juice maker to put the poison on the juice that were especially delivered to her Main House and the one she consumes.
Her eyes fired with blood and she stormed out of her room, she passed by with the hall with an aura that could be felt. Someone's Gonna die.
She rode her motorbike with a white dress 1 inch below her knee and 3 inches white heels, she sat in her dress and put on her helmet as she furiously drive through the roads.
As the road into her Main House is far enough into a busy street she speed up by 300 kmph.
The guards who saw the Young Lady who just passed by like air were dumbfounded.
"I really don't know what to do, to either follow the head or to get killed by her," the guard mumbled as he just saw the Young Lady in white riding a black motorbike.
The guards called Sander to inform him that the Young Lady has gone out with a murderous aura after eating her meal and sip into her drink basically he told him everything happened inside the house.
As Sander received the report he directly hacked into her computer in which he had quite a hard time but they aren't siblings for nothing.
Ayen Chua. You tried poisoning my sister?
Damn! This could be a trap!
"Call Dr. Straffan---No, go and get Dr. Straffan and tell him to bring the project, we will be using it and reload the your guns with propofol! " He hurriedly went out in his office and drove towards Heather who is driving at 100 kmph due to busy roads.
In Heather's mind there's nothing but a voice who keeps saying 'Kill!' 'Kill!' 'Kill!'
As seconds and minutes passed by the murderous aura in her and blood thirst are getting high.
"We have seen her Master! " As the other reported that had seen her they speed up to reach her.
But before they could even shot her, her vision doubled.
'Damn! It's been a week and it's getting into me!'
She cursed as she knew that any moment she would fall, she immediately slowed her speed but it was too late she immediately crashed into a car!
But with her reflexes she didn't get any critical hits.
'fvk! You old hag must be lucky today!' she stands up even if her vision were in two or three.
She immediately throw her helmet down that was wreck and went to her motorbike that crashed on to someone's car.
"What the hell?! Hey ! You!" As the guy went to Heather who walked passed her, he grabbed her shoulder for her to look at him.
Blood was dripping from her head, cuts in her face were visible and her white clothes were now filled with blood and dirt.
As he looked at her, he knew he had seen her.
"Mind your own business," she coldly said but before he could speak he saw her fall down but before he could catch her there was someone who catch and brought her to another car.
"You handle this mess," Sander ordered his secretary who went to talk to the guy who was involved in the accident.
"Mr. Straffan, we don't have that much time to control her this will only last 1-2 minutes so kindly hurry and put that accessory on her," Sander ordered.
Dr. Straffan did not waste any time and in 1 minute and 39 seconds he finished putting and activating the accessory and exactly in 2 minutes Heather's eyes opened and both guy immediately went far away from her as she stood up immediately and was ready to kill anyone beside her but she falls down as she went up.
"The time that she will fall asleep depends on her emotions, and the vital signs that will exceed normal people's ability it will immediately shut her off, but she can tap both of her wrists together to send us a signal that she is in danger and we could unlock the accessory to have free reign in her emotions," Dr. Straffan immediately explained as the Young L Heather fall down in deep slumber.
"She'll be out for 10 minutes since too much killing intent filled her emotions but it will let her be light thinker," Dr. Straffan.
"That's good," Sander sat in a chair opposite to Heather and look out the window.
This is the only choice that I could give you and for you to feel the life that you were deprived to have.
