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❝Make them hate the fake, that way they won't see the real you.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#0C94CC ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #CC0C2E】
|| Azalea|| Nano.ripe ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#0C94CC ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #CC0C2E】
|| Azalea|| Nano.ripe ||
Elise and Vincent were put into a car with blackened windows so that they couldn't see out of them. It was less a car and more of a limo, with a large central area in the middle where they could sit. Quite a few people were here, most of them she did not recognize. So these were some of the Slithers? They wore white robes, almost like a cult of sorts. Knowing the kind of powers she had, it really shouldn't have surprised her. A dark skinned woman with bright red hair smiled, holding out her hand. "You can call me Kronya. I'm the highest authority Slither here. Is there something you wanted, Elise?" They all looked like snakes, even the dark haired man. The man who escorted Elise to the vehicle was named Ender, and apparently the smaller one next to him with the sneaky grin was his son, also named Ender.
"I'm aware you know my identity as the vassal of rain." Her heart was pounding, fear was in every corner of her chest. Even so, she had to do this, didn't she? This was the only way to make sure that the Slithers didn't reveal her identity to the Chrysanthemum. While Elise was perfectly aware that the Slithers and the Chrysanthemum were far from allies, she still needed to take every precaution. Vincent was on high alert, his concealed weapons ready to go at a moment's notice. "That's right. You're nice and direct, I like that in a girl." Wallace Ender said with a snicker. For a man many years older than her Elise certainly did not enjoy that kind of comment. "I would appreciate if my identity was not leaked to the Chrysanthemum. I would rather not become the next slave to the President." Winter was most definitely becoming a slave, with no will or mind. Her responses during the press conference was evidence enough of that.
Kronya and Ender the elder exchanged a look. "Well, there is something we could have you help us with. You see, we want to disrupt the press conference. We already have a team there, but they're outgunned by the Chrysanthemum's enforcers. You're the rain, so I'm sure there's something you can do." Elise frowned. She would have to use her powers? She really didn't want to - what if they found her out this way? "Milady, you don't have to do this. This is dangerous." Vincent told her, his eyes unblinking, his stature unflinching. "How do I protect my identity?" Kronya nodded with a smile. "You'll hide behind Oliver here. He's our very own vassal of magma." The younger Ender cheerfully waved his hand at them. "Howdy." He said, crossing his arms again. "Name's Oliver. Don't slow me down for this mission, alright?" Elise thought about it for a moment. There wasn't much time to think, but this was probably the best way to ensure her identity was secured. "If you betray me, I'll do the same." Kronya's smile was wide, her teeth bared. "I wouldn't expect anything less, Black Eagle."
The explosion went off. From a skyscraper with an aeriel view of the press conference, Elise and Oliver and Vincent were gathered, with other Slithers around them. It was far, but they had special tools to allow them to see everything down on the ground. Elise did not enjoy the white and gold robes, but it was good for hiding her identity. Vincent too, was forced to wear them. She stood behind the taller Oliver of course. "Chrysanthemum!" Kronya yelled into the loudspeaker as Winter's protectors got into action. "For your crimes of controlling the vassal of snow and your experiments to replicate and weaponize her power, we'll deliver you your judgment! Us who slither in the dark won't stand for your evil!"
The loudspeaker distorted her voice of course. As the ground team of Slithers opened fire on Winter, Oliver raised his fist. Fire shot up from the ground, burning away the ice, turning into nothing but water. "If you don't want rain and fire to destroy this city from our vassal, you'll hand Winter over and we'll leave peacefully!" The stage began erupting into flames, the heat rising up and lapping at the feet of 012, 009, and Winter herself. Elise watched as Claude pushed Gordon to the side, onto the ground where he would be safe.
The Enforcers were here though, and they were all armed. "Your turn, cutie." Oliver whispered into her ear. She nodded, trying to remember what Ame told her to do. She moved her arm, manipulating the melted ice that had become water, driving the water into the guns of the Enforcers, jamming their weapons and causing them to break. "Make your choice, Chrysanthemum. Hand over your biological weapon, or we'll flood the city with fire and water!" Kronya continued to threaten, hoisting her sniper rifle. Instead of bullets, it was armed with tranquilizers. She was just waiting for a chance to put Winter to sleep and have her hidden members of the press rush out to grab Winter before the agents could react. Elise pointed at the man known as Doc, seeing as he was barking orders at 009 and 012. "Focus him, Oliver. He's the one with authority here." Oliver nodded, shooting flaming rocks from the ground to try to bury the doc and snuff him out for good. If they focused Doc, there was a chance the agents would try to protect their boss, making it easier for their plan to succeed.
Down on the ground, the civilians were in a panic. With their lives in direct danger, many of them began to cry and chant, trying to escape the fire and the flood. "Please save us, President!" They would scream. "Hand her over, don't let the terrorists kill us!" The area was surrounded by flames, there was nowhere to run. Even as they tried to use water to douse the flames, Elise would bend the water away, letting the fire continue to grow and spread.