Intoxia Warriors: Mizuka Blood

By De'Karhi J. Philpot

Intoxia Warriors

Fifteen years before the story commenced, an infamous organization had taken the life of a former core general who birthed her child two days beforehand. The organizations aspiration was to only spare the woman, but one of the members had disintegrated the plot and operation for extracting the legendary diary symbolsspecialties that, along with many warriors and armies, are destroying the massive globe of Planet Intoxia. As the years passed, the newest general shows a strong connection with the womans child, and her main goal and determination is to protect the youngster from the crucial truth of her past and annihilate the organizations that are targeting her daughter-figure.

• Language: English
• Publisher: LifeRich Publishing
• Release date: Nov 10, 2017
• ISBN: 9781489712585

De'Karhi J. Philpot

De’Karhi Philpot had been interested in literature and writing for over thirteen years and had developed his dedication to writing in 2011.

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ISBN: 978-1-4897-1259-2 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4897-1258-5 (e)

LifeRich Publishing rev. date: 11/10/2017

People this is dedicated to -

Ethel Augustus: Grandmother

Cerita Augustus: Mother

Chef Eric Rogers: Mentor

Decarri Jackson: Best Friend

Trevon Cochran: Best Friend

Kay Hayes III: Longtime fan and friend

Deonte Martin: Artist And Friend

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Synopsis: Fifteen years before the story commenced, an infamous organization had taken the life of a former Core General who birthed her child two days beforehand. The organization’s aspiration was to only spare the woman, but one of the members have disintegrated the plot, and operation for extracting the Legendary Diary Symbols.

CONTENTS

Chapter 1 – Warehouse Massacre

Chapter 2 – Casual Conversation

Chapter 3 – Meeting About The Massacre

Chapter 4 – Diary Book

Chapter 5 – Pages One Through Five

Chapter 6 – Hiba’s Debt Of Gratitude

Chapter 7 – Preparing For Ceremony

Chapter 8 – New Introductions

Chapter 9 – Welcome To The Party

Chapter 10 – One Month For Resurrection

Chapter 11 – Fifteen Years In The Making

Chapter 12 – Black’s Art Of Anticipation

Chapter 13 – Three Weeks Left

Chapter 14 – Small Portion of the Diary Symbols

Chapter 15 – No Excuses In Battles

Chapter 16 – Controversial

Chapter 17 – One Step Ahead

Chapter 18 – The Amili Beast Confrontation

Chapter 19 – Exploiting Her Kindness

Chapter 20 – The Government’s Involvement

Chapter 21 – Fifteen Years Ago

Chapter 22 – The Lies And Betrayal

Chapter 23 – A Theory About Death

Chapter 24 – Blackmailed Or Alliance

Chapter 25 – The Asylum Plot

Chapter 26 – Asylum Anarchy

Chapter 27 – Asylum Anarchy

Chapter 28 – Double–Crossed

Chapter 29 – Combat Training

Chapter 30 – Afraid Of Anger

Chapter 31 – Three Days Left

Chapter 32 – Black Crystal

Chapter 33 – Calamitous Transmutation

Chapter 34 – Nostalgic Use Of Symbols

Chapter 35 – Hunters Become The Hunted

Chapter 36 – Seventh Birthday

Chapter 37 – Second Leserado War

Chapter 38 – The Deadly Deception

Chapter 39 – Ultimate Devotion

Chapter 40 – Old Allies Return

Chapter 41 – Last Will Of Complexity

Chapter 42 – Gurasa Potential

Chapter 43 – Someone Had No Honor That Day

Chapter 44 – Son Of The Phoenix Queen

Chapter 45 – Ace In The Hole

Chapter 46 – Mistreated

Chapter 47 – Brainwashed By A Reaper

Chapter 48 – Backlash Begins

Chapter 49 – The Symbols Are Released

Chapter 50 – Black’s Promise To Diamond

Chapter 51 – Unraveled

Chapter 52 – The Diary Rituals

Chapter 53 – Battle For Revenge

Chapter 54 – Pathos For Marscilla

Chapter 55 – Her Own Reasons

Chapter 56 – The Battle Approaches Destruction

Final Chapter – Promotion & Respect

Chapter 1 – Warehouse Massacre

I N THE ABYSS of a fallen city filled with rubble and destruction golden clouds rolling across the absolute antique brass skies, one individual, a succubus who’s in a clothing of deep cerise vampire viscount BJD outfit, stood before the appearance of a ferocious Reaper. She remained down on her knee with her head bowed down, awaiting for the next task.

The voice of a Reaper arose from the Grim’s voice as he spoke with a flash-white orb within his skeletal silver hands, "We’ve waited for fifteen years for this day to come. All the planning, the buildup, the time to begin the eradication of the old General’s daughter, the life that she knows right now will be stripped away by the truth and destruction of Diamond K. Aruba."

The Reaper rose up from the rusty, old throne chair with his scythe in hand as he trailed slowly passed his associates with any hopes of achieving the one goal he said he set his mind to after years and years of planning.

I will be taking you along with me, Lisa Amili, the grimming ringleader of Bloodlust Revelation, Black Hinura, had spoken calmly but filled with tyranny. You must be more than certain that awakening the Beast of the Aruba clan is a massive success and will have the world coward at its’ feet. Any soul who dares to confront the Beast will suffer the physical backlash and there’s nothing that can prevent their deaths from occurring. I need to get my hands on the Sheruga DNA that was removed from the amount of blood that woman lost a long time ago.

Black, is there anything in particular that you wish to do before we start heading out? Lisa Amili asked with two of her wings oozing out of her spine with her scythe behind her back. It wouldn’t be fun if we have the opportunity to eradicate all those workers in order to get to the building.

Black didn’t bother replying but continued on as he stayed cleared that Lisa would be assisting him. He placed his bony hand onto the knob and twisted it. He adjusted the dark tanned door to open with Lisa following after him.

Man, what a dick. Oh wait, I forgot he doesn’t fucking have one, Lisa thought furiously in her mind, jerking the door to shut heavily with a small dust from the wall above to pour downward toward the ground. I mean all this time of me working under this fool is more than something atrocious.

Lisa, Black stopped in his tracks as he turned his head with nothing but rich blackness blanketing his facial appearance. Are you willing to infiltrate the Warehouse of 102 before I’m able to proceed inside to get the DNA?

Lisa seemed puzzled, but answer in a second, Yeah. I’ve been capable of doing this for the last twenty years. Do you not trust my prowess and abilities?

That’s not what I’m portraying, what I’m telling you is that if you’re willing to be with me at all times, the last thing I expect is for you to not fuck up what’s been for the years. Breaking into the Warehouse would most likely be a problem. I want people to think that it’s just you coming after it, but I wish to have them think that they’ve won the battle. That’s all I want from you is to create a diversion.

Oh, Lisa replied in a baker-miller pink tone when Black went into full detail. Not only do you wish to be unnoticed until the time was right, but it’ll make your job easier, even if it meant using your comrades to get their hands dirty for the hell of it.

Black remained speechless as he continued down the darkened pathway. He could feel an engaging vibe that the two of them will succeed one way or the other.

Diamond Aruba’s daughter will be in my possession to become an infamous host of the Avarian Beast of the Aruba clan - Kuronina.

As they proceeded deeper into the caverns of Tomb Leserado, the lightshades had begun to ignite on, showing the sickening image of a skeletal face fading in horrifically with a sinister bone-crushing laughter.

The entrance door to the corridor of Leserado had adjusted to open from Black’s force. They both had enough time to go ahead and tried make more plans before commencing their operation of the Warehouse 102 massacre.

Lisa, the Sheruga DNA will be located on the nineteenth floor of the warehouse. More than fifteen guards are blocking the entire hallway of that stage, Black informed with his sightless eyes turning toward Lisa as she listened on.

I do have one question that I keep forgetting to ask you, Black, Lisa pressured herself into asking the Grim Reaper.

If you’re on the verge of asking me what the Avarian Beasts are, it’ll take way too long for me to explain and that it’ll lessen our chances of achieving our goals, Black portrayed with the door closing behind him. I have already told everyone else about these creatures except you.

Lisa seemed disturbed by his terms as to why she wasn’t aware of what he’s saying.

I know you said that silence is golden, but it’s also pitiful for a leader like you to go and look down on me as if I’m not to be trusted, Lisa commented.

There are some things that I won’t tell you because you have such a huge ass mouth and don’t know when to shut the fuck up for once. That’s all I could explain to you. Hence that you’ve always been like that since you and I met when we were younger, Black hoisted his body over a hundred feet above the surface with Lisa tailing behind him.

Well, at least I got a clear indication as to why you forbid yourself from exposing me to hearing the truth about the Avarian Beasts. If that’s the case or whatever, don’t you think that—

Lisa, Black bellowed, but not as loud as he wanted to. Obtaining the Sheruga DNA is far more important than talking about them right now. We’ll discuss the Beasts another time.

***

In the year of 2087, high new technologies and buildings that are over seven-hundred stories towering all lives that stood on the planet of Intoxia; an enlarged globe at the length of sixty-one hundred eighty-eight KM.

Deep within the largest building, Intoxian Army Facility, colored of timber wolf towering all building by over sixteen-hundred twenty-five stories, nearly taken over seven years to complete. Some construction workers grew tired of the project and gave in before the construction on the building was complete.

The view from many citizens look up at the sapphire blue skies with frost-white clouds soaring over the Northern Coast of the planet. Variety of flying vehicles surged across the. But on a particular day, all air-crafts from A-10 Thunderbolts to CQ-10 Snow gooses, as well as billions of soldiers world-wide are attending the ceremony for the newest recruits of the Intoxian Army. The list goes on as they’ve come together to part of the celebration will a country full of citizens up entering the Facility under the approval of the current Intoxian Army’s Core General.

***

In a rich and smooth, silver room, a red-haired woman, who is the Core General (Northern Coast) of the Army, Lola R. Mizuka, remained resting peacefully, yet grunted gingerly. Her eyes shut for a short amount of time. The size of her bed was queen-sized and the height of it stood at approximately six feet higher, her scarlet hair covering her face and blanket covering her body. Within minutes, the woman finally opened her green-lime eyes after taking the eye-shades from in front of her sight and slowly raised the upper half her body up. Stretching her arms out and yawning heavily; followed by her rubbing the bridge of the nose. Trailing towards her closet, she covered herself with a Venetian Fleece Red robe.

She then returned over toward her mattress and straightened the blankets out correctly before fixing the corners on the left hand side.

Lola thought to herself, deeply thinking of her own achievements and tasks she’s completed.

Her room was as large as if it were a whole, big house. Flat-screen T.V, four China cabinets in all the corners of the room; filled with medals, graduate medals, frames of Lola and each of her younger trainees and how she’d take her time to glance at each of them.

Trophies standing at the top of each cabinet as she walked past the west cabinet, behind it were stairways, but only six steps. As the Mizuka General stepped on the last stair, she opened the door that led straight towards an ordinary bathroom. The contents of the restroom were as original as most are - Shower, sink, toilet, racks, mirrors that open and a modern intercom, that allows Lola’s voice to speak through the machine, giving her the chance to set the water temperature for her shower.

Adjust the water to warm, Lola voice spoke after pressing a red button outside the shower. She began taking off her robe, bottoms and bra off. The water had quickly went to the exact temperature before it’s’ user entered.

Lola sighed before she made access into the shower and closed the door behind her. Looking up at the ceiling with the water hitting her face, she began to have thoughts. The scarlet-haired woman took the rag and began to pour a bit of liquid soap and began soothing her body, starting at her arms. She advanced down to her chest, breasts and womb. She came to an abrupt stop, but quickly proceeded down to her legs.

Lola kept her eyes closed and lowered her head and allowed the water to strike the back of her neck.

Suddenly, over the intercom outside the shower and that stood over the mirror, Lola’s name was announced for her to report to the conference room in the early going. She took her time to turn off the water off after the suds flooded off the back of her scarlet hair.

And yet again, another damn meeting, Lola thought through frustration. Her forehead landed hard on the wall as the stress began developing even more; sleeping no more than seven hours but has sooned realized it’s been four years since she’s had a single day off.

The door to shower adjusted itself to open casually. The left foot was the first to set foot on the floor, but the Mizuka General came to an abrupt stop. Her green eyes stood still, glancing directly at the wall with the back of her right hand vibrating, gingerly. Lola sighed before exiting the bathroom and getting herself read for not only the meeting, but as well as the ceremony that will occur later tonight at eight o’clock PM.

The floors were getting wet from her feet, which had trailed on every footstep down to the stairs. The Mizuka warrior trailed over towards the closet, held endless contents of dresses, evening gowns and general attires all at once.

It wouldn’t hurt to try this on. I mean, this is a specialty that I use for whenever. I think that Crystal would like this. It’s pretty obvious that Sonya, Alex and Hitachi would try to at least compliment me when I show them, Lola assumed as she clutched her hand around the outfit that’s perfectly suitable for a female.

After several minutes of drying herself with the towel, Lola grabbed her bottoms, and placed them on. She proceeded with fastening her bra, and placing on a red tank-top. She didn’t waste any time putting on any lipstick because she doesn’t like wearing them on many on special holidays, ceremonies, birthdays or meetings. She placed on her long, red coat; adjusting her pants to cover her long, dark-red heels.

It took her ten extra minutes to be dressed when she finally finished brushing her teeth and wiping her mouth. Time was not flying fast for anyone, seeming how every had been preparing themselves to be ready tonight’s event, four new agents from the Academy will be pronounced as new agents of the Intoxian Army. Lola understood who those four might be, in since they all went to the Academy the same year.

I better get downstairs and see how the others are doing. No point in looking around my room.

***

Inside the enlarged, famous Warehouse 102, a construction building with an accumulation of twenty-three hundred workers and six employers of all six industry groups; standing at over fifteen stories high. Hard workers embedded deep with the richness of the black and brown backgrounds of machines operating and doing multiple tasks. Metals bashed by hammers, men working and communicating through different locations of the building. Some of them are on lunch break and some had gone home after their shifts. But in the process two men, Jake Takasin and Robinson Bando have been working a bit overtime; passed forty-three hours before going on their two-week break; thanks to the head administrator of the Warehouse.

Hey, you think the wife and kids would be interested in coming over for dinner tonight? Robinson asked her friend and co-worker.

No, not really. She’s planning lasagna for the kids and me. So, I can’t necessarily walk out on her like that. You know how much I love that, Jake replied, setting three of the metal plates over the wood that’s held up by table. He mopped the sweat from his forehead and spat out the saliva from his mouth. What about you? Don’t you have a baby to take care of with your woman?

Oh, they won’t be home until, like three in the morning. Hey, you hear about the ceremony that’s about to happen tonight? Robinson asked with a grim expression.

Yeah, but we’re prohibited from going. Remember after what the second boss did a while back that cost us all the opportunity to go? Jake asked, helping Robinson memorize the incident that occurred between the General and the Second Boss while lifting up a large cardboard box, launching it into the dumpster.

Ah, he sucks. If only he had done what Lola said, we wouldn’t be having this problem. But it’s like most jobs these days have spitfire bosses who expects us to show sympathy towards them when they only appreciate the fact that they’re making money off our hard work and paying us less, Robinson stated with frustration.

Don’t worry about that. Sooner or later, he’ll be long gone beforehand. He’s retiring next week. Apparently, he’s been in this business for more than four decades. Long before I was even a thought, but there were times back when I first started here he was pretty cool. He’d pay us more than what we’ve been getting as of recent, Jake uttered, leaning his back up against the rail of the metal walkway that led down to the bottom floors. I mean, I remember working like past my optimized time, he actually paid at least over six-hundred dollars in less than a week. After all, I do owe a lot to the man. He’s been around prior before my Dad abandoned my Mom and I a year after I was born.

Oh, I forgot he has done a lot for you. It’s always best to learn from the elders and what they know about life, so I can’t really blame him for being this way, Robinson supported. You know we’ve been cool for a decade. I adore your wife as if she was my sister and your kids; you know the rest of what I’m about to say—

Yeah, yeah, Jake interjected sarcastically. You’re the uncle. Shut up already.

They both chuckled strongly. But Jake got bumped by a couple of doctors that stormed immensely downstairs with heavily medical assistance and a couple of employees started trailing out of the building but before they had a chance to get out, the doors slammed shut and the locks were sealed shut before they could get out, frozen by an individual of an infamous organization that’s known world-wide; The Bloodlust Revelation.

Hurry up and get the doctors down here, now, A female employer screamed at the top of her lungs, watching as she saw one of the worker’s face drowned in a large red ocean of his blood. The bone on his right arm had been exposed to everyone, some looked on in disgust, and most of them had looked away from the scene and tried to not vomit aimlessly with their mouths covered.

Robinson had been accompanied by very few other members of the Warehouse 102 floor three. They had been asked to gather the medic kit in order to revive Jake’s consciousness.

Well, you have to know something, Doctor Ross. You’re the expert, remember? Robinson said to Ross Tishiragi, a leading scientist and doctor.

Ross came by to pay a visit to the employees and had always thought of the audacity to run back in the direction to where the carnage is taking place, Keep an eye on him until I return. I forgot some of the stuff at the entrance.

Wait, are you on crack? Dude, Robinson shouted but soon noticed Jake’s arm grabbing him. He willing stayed where his comrade was at, and noticed something strange going on. Jake, you alright man? You mustn’t push yourself. Lie down, man.

I would, Jake whispered, cruelly his eyes and uttered through a succubus’ voice.

Both hands had flipped with both backs turned up and injecting straight into the abdomen. Through sheer strength, both hands hand began to isolate as they progressed deeper through the stomach. Blood had been leaking through mouth, trickling down to the lips.

Who are you? Robinson asked through his teeth.

Let’s just say that I’m a member of the Bloodlust Revelation, so I think I’ll just send the message to your boss for you, you don’t die on me so easily, the voice replied again, coming in closer, penetrating his torso and with her right horn; which grew out of her left school with blood dripping.

Before Robinson could deny his actions; the horn from the succubus’ cranium had seeped through the back of his throat; red liquid squirming out down toward the ground with his insides melting, due to an unavoidable technique she learned.

Two breasts had flopped through the shirt with demon armor blanketing the nipples and breasts.

I’m going to slowly eat your dick off just as soon as you fall down in a pool of your own blood, Lisa’s way of lecturing to people had been nothing but sexual, dark terms, but not for this assignment she’s been assign to by her ringleader, whom is at the Warehouse, on the top floor.

***

As the massacre continued on the upper levels of the Warehouse, more than two-hundred lives have been slaughtered, bodies lacerated from their limbs and heads lying around floor. More than eighty-four lives have been taken by this deadly activity had sent Goosebumps through three lower floor employers of the Warehouse and they had their doors buckled and had made the mistake to trap themselves within the offices.

How do we get out of here? Shouted a female associate, who was quick to lock the door with the master key, screamed horrendously with her heart slithering into her throat. Sweat drooled down into her chest as she nearly shitted herself.

The horrific vibe of Black’s voice boomed through as he ripped the office door off it’s hinges. The entity had approached the three vulnerable men who are stonewalled but were dead men glancing the infamous Black. "Death is the only way out."

Speechless at what they’ve heard. It became clear that the era of the Avarian Beasts had begun from fifteen years earlier. The head-manager, Gusado Hakusei, approached the monster and realized that he, without hesitation, spoke his mind even though it would cost him his life.

Let me tell you something, I may be the only one who knows the code to that safe over there, Gusado pointed in the direction to where the lock was at. But need I remind you that if you tried to awaken those monsters back into this world, they will be too powerful for you to decipher?

I could give a damn less. There’s no questioning that you were a former sergeant of the Intoxian Army, so I’m more than certain that you were trained well before leaving the army, Black complimented. But in all fairness, if you wish to live for this particular day, I advise that you watch what you say and just hand the Sheruga DNA over peacefully. I’m a man, or should I say, monster of my word.

The one thing that you’re going to get is nothing but instinct annihilation, Gusado uttered fiercely as he unsheath his sword from behind.

Black had thought twice about his plan and knew that one of the head-managers were going to prevent the monstrous killer at all cost.

One time was all I needed to rip you to shreds, brat, Black had performed the same stunt with his sword, in terms of mockery toward Gusado. "You won’t be alive long enough to inform Lola that we came and paid a visit to one of the largest weaponry businesses in the Northern Coast. So I’ll stop by a later on tonight for their little ceremony."

Gurasdo’s adams apple felt stoned, feeling as though it were to burst out his throat due to fear. All he could ultimately do was maintain his confidence.

Last chance. You sure you want to go through with this, Black? Gusado asked sternly.

The Reaper never answered to him, but allowed his actions to do the talking.

With the two of them engaging a single blow, Black’s long, solid-gray sword immediately switched into a scythe. His body moved at a lightning speed as both frames stormed passed. The scythe had indiscrimately decapitated the manager’s skull from his shoulders clean with a sudden burst of blood splashing from the inside. Collapsing on the floor, Gusado, from Black’s perspective, didn’t put up much of a fight when he anticipated the fear in the man’s heart.

I thought that Lola would have pressured herself into training these people from the time she became Core General. Oh, well, there’s nothing new or surprising about that, Black thought continued his persuit with Lisa awaiting him at the entrance of the top floor office.

You pretty much didn’t need my help to get into the building, asshole, Lisa whined flaking her arms around up and down, in an immature way. Why do you insist on provoking me to help do your dirty work?

Black gave a detailed and strong answer that caught an interest in Lisa’s mind, Because the one reason why I’m doing that is to show you what needs to ultimately be done in terms of working as a team. That’s the true purpose of organizations. Don’t make it seem as if I’m only telling you because I refuse to entrust you.

Lisa seemed concerned. She almost became subliminal about the way he said it, but all at once, the succubus knew her ringleader was right.

The alarms were triggered all over the building as reinforcements were on their ways to Warehouse 102.

Lisa made a factual suggestion to their new plan, Black. You think it’s best if we both took our leave—

No. I’m going to try and break through this seal. Since Lola knew eventually how to have it locked down, Black applied.

I swear, you’re so fucking stubborn, that’s for sure, Lisa commented to Black’s aspiration to accomplish things.

Well, you should know me by now. I’m too much a jackass to listen to anyone, Black turned the knob on the lock and activated the code: 5-2-6-9-1. Hmm, I guess she didn’t think this through if she’s persistent enough to guiding this damn thing.

Lola’s a stupid bitch. It puzzles me why you’re suprised, Lisa said.

Black saw the color of a cream-peach color orb known as the Mythical Origin Sheruga DNA and the books of the Aruba Bloodline.

Lola, looks to me like you have a whole lot more to learn about being the Intoxian Army’s General if you have high expectations of surviving, Black’s hand crawled deeply into the safe and with his skeletal grasp obtaining one of the most vital and perilous materials that are never to be published to the world. This is the one man-eating beast that will bring mankind to its’ knees for the gory horrors that awaits their flesh.

***

Chapter 2 – Casual Conversation

L OLA HAD EXITED her room and realized it was only very few soldiers on the top of the buildings, her floor. She sighed once more before proceeding, taking it into consideration that she had more than enough time to talk with Crystal Aruba, her youngest and yet to be newest soldier of the army. She reconsidered her feelings and had to remain confident and not let a speck of courage escape her.  I should go wake her up. She usually likes to sleep in during the days before she could get started on whatever she does on a daily b asis.

As she continued onward to the downstairs cafe six floors beneath her office, she saw a two of her warriors Makayla Hadoki, age twenty-four and Venusa Wusadu, age thirty-seven. Everyone all quoted in different timings.

Morning, General, Makayla uttered as she saluted.

Morning, Makayla. I was expecting you to return a few days earlier, than that’s when you told me what happened with the Cyrius Organization, right?

Yes, ma’am. I thought that the member Flute Mizuka, was still at the Caverns. But it was awfully nice of General Siya to send in backup, since I tried getting in touch with you, but since the Caverns was on the Western Coast, I thought it was best if I contacted them, Makayla openly answered, feeling a bit nervous by the time she was done speaking.

It’s understandable. I will be held accountable next time. We’ll be sure that nothing like this happens again, right? the General asked her associate.

Yes, ma’am, Makayla answered with a warm smile returning to her face.

Alright, now go get dress for tonight. We have the newest recruits that will apart of the Intoxian Army, the General commanded as she continued down the hallway and onto an escalator. But before she boarded, Lola looked back at Makayla and said, Great job, by the way, you two. Just a seven more missions and I’ll rank you up.

The air felt somewhat light once Lola’s compliment embraced the brown-haired woman as she waited until she came to her room. The hallways had been abandoned once everyone was gone.

***

Soldiers all over the cafeteria were preparing to grab themselves a hot meal as well with Lola surging through the crowd. She looked around, peering in various directions and saw Generals Tornado Poison, Shizuka Siya and Brook Aruba.

Upon witnessing them, the scarlet-haired General leader went to the Chef Teru gawking up with happiness coming in.

The Chef utterly said, Morning General. Sleep well last night?

No I didn’t. Had something on my mind lately and it’s been a pain in the balls, Lola answered firmly. It’s became a rapid dream for me this year and something is not making me feel so well.

Well, can’t bail your way out of the ceremony tonight, madam. But I know you’ve been stressed the fuck out lately though, so I can tell you, as a man, what all that feels like, the Chef commented on Lola’s conditions. But I’ll do my best to make you a good meal to try and ease your nerves a lot more.

Do whatever it takes, I know for a fact that there’s going to be some time for me to think about this while I’m talking with the other Generals for now, Lola retorted with her eyes glued to the plate of scarmbled eggs, three toasted breads, five bacons, a twenty-four-ounce size bottle of orange juice.

Teru, age forty-nine, had been the Army’s head-chef since he was twenty-two years old, twenty-seven years of experience to be exact. He’s been around for as long as he could easily remember. He had chocolate skin, somewhat broad shoulders with a small dash of gray hair around different parts of his beard. He stood at almost seven feet tall that towered almost everyone else in the building. The color of his eyes were different, his right eye was somewhat gray, due to an incident he went through six years before he was employed at the Intoxian Facility and his left eye cinnamon brown.

The man soon handed the plate over before he decided to clock out. He slightly hoisted his hand up and waved farewell before retiring for the night.

Shizuka and Brook started laughing their fellow leader came to the table with a look of frustration and sorrow.

Morning, General. What’s gotten your panties in a knot? Brook Aruba, twelve-year Southern Coast Intoxian General.

Brook appeared in a blue Balcony Dress with her hair with a single pony-tail in place. She’s a light-skinned woman with a small diamond necklace around her neck. She’s also born with a birth mark on her lower-back. Two of her eyes are blizzard-blue mixed with grape purple.

I’m not worried about that right now. All I must know is why am I called down here, since I informed you guys to meet me down in the cafeteria today, Lola replied rather harshly.

It’s about the Sheruga DNA, Shizuka answered quickly.

What’s going on? Lola quickly emptied her mind to have think about the Warehouse massacre.

Unless we come up with a solid plan to prevent this from happening, I doubt we have a slithering chance of defeating Black Hinura and the Bloodlust army, Shizuka answered.

Let me guess, the table became silent once Lola figured out the issue. That bastard Black stole it, didn’t he?

Shizuka knew she could rely on Lola to figure out the answers. They’re relationship had always been vividly clean since early child hood.

Shizuka Siya is a eighteen-year Western Coast Intoxian General. She contains red-hair. Practically similar to Lola’s hair color but a bit lighter with small hints of brown and yellow. The color of her eyes are at a hazel brown. She wore a long-warrior outfit that trailed down to her ankles. On her forehead is a metal like armor that’s symbolized of an eagle in silver-color.

I could barely keep up with the fact that I was going to be unaware of Black’s movements and what he plans on doing next, Lola said gingerly. Her voice felt a bit dried and she was still tired from all the hard work and training she did last night with some of the newest recruits of the Army later tonight at around nine P.M.

Lola, are you OK? Tornado Poison, thirty-one year Eastern Coast General, an enlarged wolf, asked with his voice deeper than the sound of a hunchback whale. You’re putting too much physical and mental stress on yourself and I know you won’t make it for the next week if you keep this up.

I’m aware of that, Tornado. I don’t need you to lecture me about that, Lola uttered instantly.

Well, I’m going to because you’re always in the position to take a long break, you know. It’s not fair to everyone else that you have to put yourself through such an overwhelming situation when you’ll be needed for future events, Tornado spoke his mind. He’s been around Lola since she was two years old.

Despite all the times Tornado’s been capable of speaking his mind, he’ll even say what’s needed to be said toward the one woman he disciplined with skills through her time at the Academy. For only two years, he became the Core General of the Intoxian Army, but his health, at the time was holding him down. For the sake of keeping his health stabled, he ultimately offered the title over to someone with the energetic mentality of a youth.

We should be more concerned about Black before you two start talking down to each other, Shizuka thought in higher thoughts. That Sheruga DNA will cause a massive amount of damage if they’re on the verge of the Avarian Beast of the Aruba Bloodline.

Lola and Tornado agreed to the assessment, even though it may seem that the two no longer get along with each other. Aside from dislike, they did have high quality of respect for one another for their confidence.

The orb was sealed away for quite sometime, I thought that the Warehouse would have been the most secured place for it to be safe. But knowing Black, he knows how to toy with our thoughts into thinking that we’re winning, Tornado commented on Shizuka’s assessment.

As far as I’m concerned, the Avarian Beasts have always been meant to stay classified until the right time. Unfortunately, Black isn’t going to stop at nothing to get what he wants. Even if it means getting his hands dirty, Shizuka replied.

You two realized that Chess is his favorite game to play, right? Lola stated. It may not seem as if it’s relevent to this conversation, but what you must understand is that’s one of his special methods to how he makes sudden movements. His mind isn’t as simplistic as you expected.

Now the one thing that’s confusing me is the controversial arguments all these people around the world are speaking of when it comes to the Aruba Avarian Beast. I thought for a moment that there was suppose to be more than one product that he needed in order to reanimate it.

People have to see things to believe it before they start making an argument. That’s why you never listen to the public if you know someone a lot better than all of them combined, Lola stated clearly with her voice find some sort of recuperation. I want to post-pone this conversation for the next two hours unless there’s more that we must discuss. I have four youngsters I need to wake up. I’m hoping that they’re trying to get dress beforehand, Lola deliberately post-poned the discussion after having her meal.

She went over back to the section of the dishwasher after waiting in line.

***

Lola had continued to the escalator that took her to the floor of Crystal E. Aruba.

She approached the door and it opened automatically with the sign of the door going from Crystal Aruba to Door Opening

She saw her youngest daughter-figure still in bed, since she stayed up a bit late after struggling to finish up her last line of a poem she’s been writing for sometime. Crystal wanted to finish it before the night was over, but didn’t have enough time as Lola told her to get some rest for tonight.

She came to the mattress and woke the gal up. Crystal felt her body moving a few moments before she opened her eyes and saw nothing but the blurriness of her room. After ten seconds of rubbing her eyes, she viewed Lola’s pale appearance standing before her. Soon afterwards, they both exchanged an embrace for a few moments as they started speaking.

Morning, Crystal, was all Lola could get out of her mouth.

Morning, Lola. What time is it? Crystal asked.

It’s going on nine-twenty A.M, Lola answered, standing up from bed. Crystal willing managed to embrace Lola, gawking around the room as followed. Time to get dress for tonight. I know that there’s going to be a lot of people, so if you intend to be at my side at all times, it’s relevant. So, don’t be too mortified to come and see me, OK?

Crystal nodded, agreeing with Lola’s proposition. They both released the embrace as well as removing themselves from the bed. Neither of them had anything else to utter at the very least and it became clear that both of them knew they had nothing against each other, even when Lola had to secretly be hard on her youngest child-figure.

Before she started thinking, Crystal sighed as she went over towards the closet to grab a towel, Lola’s been more and more calm with me as of recent. I don’t get why she has to be so soft and ginger towards me? I understand she’s doing something that Diamond Aruba is a legendary warrior in these books that I’ve been reading. I don’t know, maybe I’m driving too much pity into myself.

The next room Lola was attending was her only son, Hitachi R. Mizuka; eighteen years old and shares somewhat of his mother’s personality and his father’s courage, someone he’s never known throughout his life.

She walked toward Hitachi’s door, which forced her to come to abrupt end at the entrance. It never occurred to her that he’s her only biological son and yet her husband abandoned her with the child. It only enraged her if she thought about on more than one issue that’s had when it came to Hitachi.

OK, Lola. Get a grip; he’s your flesh and blood. The boy you brought into this world eighteen years ago, Lola thought, struggling immensely to clutch her fist as she activated the code to Hitachi’s room. Is it complicating to tell your child something about his or her parents at this age? Even at the age of eighteen, I still feared that it’d be an age where these four youngsters wouldn’t be able to understand the consequences of military lifestyle.

The Mizuka mother of Hitachi Mizuka entered the room without second thoughts and was hoping that he’d be up in time for tonight. And he was. It didn’t disappoint her that she’s the only parent Hitachi has, not to mention that she had to tell him some lies in order to keep him safe from dealing with his darker emotions.

Hitachi, Lola uttered to her son. He turned his head and smiled casually. She walked over towards her son as they both glared the mirror. The both of them realized that Hitachi resembled his father’s appearance. You looked exactly like your father on the day I was marrying him.

Hitachi sighed with his smile fading intensively; expecting his mother to take notice of it, but she refused, knowing her son, because it showed a plain image of what he wanted to ask.

Want to talk before I head out?

No, I’m fine, Mom, Hitachi turned his attention to the brush and picked it up. He tried to do as much as he could to not overdo his hair by putting too much force on the brush and having it roam through it. So, how often do you stay busy instead of paying attention to your own son?

Lola’s expression became priceless; considering she couldn’t show any sign of resentment for how he talked to her.

She hesitated, but decided to ask a legitimate question, Why would you say that? I care about your behalf more than I care about my own job as General. It’s just hard for me being a single mother and being the ringleader of an enormous army. Don’t go thinking that I love Crystal more than I love the boy I brought into this world eighteen years ago. Don’t do that. OK, I care about you and you’re my son.

Hitachi was still a bit too young to understand what his mother’s been through, far as being emotionally crushed about her husband abandoning her with their child in her womb.

I’ll give you some room if you need it, Hitachi, Lola inquired, approaching the door and simultaneously turning around. The room fell silent, and not a single footstep behind the door to the outside hallways was descending. You’ll soon understand one day why things kept going sorrow. Trust me; you’ll know your stuff from me; as your only mother. I promise—

Mom, Lola’s son interjected him. Can you please stop pretending to be my ‘mom’, then? I do trust you, but if you keep rubbing this whole ‘Dad’ incident in my face then it’ll show that you’re only doing it to justify your way of getting my attention. I’ve always been on the verge of listening to you, but it’s like you only do that because that’s the first thing that comes to your mind is ‘dad, dad, dad, dad, dad’.

OK, I’m just trying to be reasonable with you, Lola stated, trying very hard to not let her frustrations get the best of her. You should be lucky that you’re my son and care about you. It just makes me feel a certain way that you don’t trust me. Remember that, dammit.

I’ll remember that if you stop being so stressed out all the damn time, then maybe we can get along easily, Hitachi bellowed, but felt his wrist pinned down by his mother’s right palm.

The two of them looked down and noticed something uncertain. Lola had thought of regretting the day she even made him feel as if he’s unwanted and unappreciated.

In exchange of showing an apology, she pecked her lips against the left side of his forehead and thought of slowing down a bit. Considering that these two have not always had the best relationship for the last eleven years.

Hitachi, Lola said while being next to him. I apologize for saying that stuff. Like I said to you before, it’s not very easy me trying to maintain an army of this magnitude. You have to understand the quality of this army has always been very high and it ruins my chance of trying to be around my only son.

Lola extended another kiss to his cheek and released his wrist, which was a bit numb from the force she placed when her palm rammed downward.

I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t realize you had it like that, Hitachi replied while chuckling.

Well, finish getting dress and be at my office in a few hours, Lola said while walking in the direction of his bedroom door and left out.

She exited the door as she saw there was no one standing outside. The hallways were cleared out and not a speck of foot tracks were spotted on the ground, which was a good thing for Lola, since she’s not the type to like filthy.

It’s not so easy trying to explain to your child what you’ve been through in your younger days; Lola’s thought had encouraged her to advance to the next room. She arrived at was Sonya Amili’s; her more feisty and humorous daughter-figure, and also one of the kids she’s raised for the last fifteen years. Now let me see what this little rascal’s been doing since I woke her behind up a while ago.

That thought made her giggle as she entered without knocking, which is what she’s done to most of the females of the team, regardless if they’re dressed appropriately or not.

***

Chapter 3 – Meeting About The Massacre

L OLA ENTERED THE room, she had expected for Sonya to be wide awake, but she was still asleep, like she’s always have been. It agitated her mother-figure about her sleeping during the day when she’s needed for different situations.

Sonya, I know damn well you’re not trying to stay asleep throughout this ceremony tonight, Lola uttered in an aggressive tone. That’s it. I can’t take anymore of you sleeping until noon, missy. Now get your ass out bed this instant.

Five more minutes, Lola. You made me stay up until two in the morning doing chorus as my punishment, Sonya spoke quietly, but loud enough for Lola to hear her.

That’s your fault for disobeying me yesterday when I told you to be in your room by eight last night. Now I said get up. Once when the ceremony is over, then you can have all the rest you want, Lola quoted. It was only a matter of time before she went on the verge of flipping the bed over along with Sonya’s body with it. Now I said get your behind up before we start having problems, young lady.

Sonya moaned childishly, flopping the blankets wildly and moving over towards the kitchen at a fast pace. It showed how immature she can be when it comes to being bossed around on a daily basis, but she had to learn the hard way in how she could deal with it.

Ugh, Lola sighed in disgust. I swear. You’re as stubborn as Alex most of the time, always trying to do things your ways without questioning. But, I guess that’s one of the things I like about the two of you, seeming how you two act like more than friends.

Sonya squinted, mortified by the terms used by Lola and how she couldn’t react to it in a proper manner. The shower became her next thought once Lola left out of the room after telling her she had to get dress for tonight’s ceremony. But Sonya wasn’t the only youngster Lola had to deal with when it came to tough-guy attitudes.

I don’t even know why Sonya would even intend on having the same personality as Alex, Lola thought, approaching the last door of the hallway where the four children had been resting on. Now, I have to deal with this young man, who is short-tempered sometimes and can’t seem to help but use profanity sometimes.

The door had opened and Alex had been dressed a lot sooner than Lola had anticipated. He had taken a shower an hour before Lola had even woke up, brushed his teeth, placed his ceremony attire on and began grooming his hair. It didn’t take too long for him to realize Lola’s appearance as he remained smiling. He turned his body around and gave out a charming smiling, embracing Lola to the point where he still has more than enough that she could entrust him without the shadow of a doubt.

You look handsome, Alex, Lola stammered, not used to giving a young man compliment about his looks. It appears that you’ve matured even more since you left the Academy, right?

Eh, Alex said, slightly agreeing with Lola’s statement. I mature whenever I feel like it. It’s my personality at the end of the day; what the hell can you do about it?

Lola approached him, extending a kiss to his forehead and winked at him, making his face turn a blood red. Lola focused her attention on the door as she exited without uttering another word.

That kiss… was awesome, Alex thought excitingly. I had always thought that Lola would be crazy as hell at times, but this. This is ridiculously amazing. Thank Light of Diamond I’m born into this army.

Lola had left out of the room, but suddenly had someone made direct contact through Energy Stream; an ability that allows any warrior class like General, Agent, or Soldier to exchange bearable energy from their throats and straight towards the brain, utterly linking their appearance anonymously to those they intend to make contact with.

General Mizuka, Shizuka Siya, one of Lola’s childhood friends and the Western General of the Intoxian Army, spoke telepathically. We need you to come down the meeting room. We’ve very crucial and you must come at once.

I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, Lola replied, turning around and walking in the opposite direction, leading her to an elevator that’s contains over five-hundred floors. Lola’s floor is one-thousand ; it’s the only floor that she’s allowed to have access to, no one else without her permission are permitted to attend the Core General’s office.

***

Now, how long ago has it been since Bloodlust made their attack? Shizuka asked before placing a mug of coffee toward her lips.

Brook Aruba stated, the Southern General of the Intoxian Army, Warehouse 102, not more than two hours earlier. I don’t know what had happened, but I caught word of it by the S.R.I.

How come we never got that information from them? Shizuka asked, feeling suspicious to why their corner of the organization was never informed. We’re usually the first ones to address you guys, am I right?

"Now, now. Let’s not get too hasty. Surely most of us are just as curious as you are. We have way less soldiers, not to mention that we’re rarely around on certain aspects. The