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Breathing Hurts: Short Stories
Daughter of the Flame

Daughter of the Flame

"Sir! The target is moving through the building. She's making her way up here!"

The Boss silently nodded at his soldier's warning

Sitting in his chair behind a large table, he watched the screen as cameras tracked her progress

He smoked his cigar and leaned back in his chair, knowing what was to come

Currently five floors below them, a girl stood in the middle of a banquet room

Tables and chairs were situated everywhere, but now most of these were thrown into defensive positions

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Twenty guards, all dressed in Kevlar armour and armed with military grade weaponry, surrounded her

Garbed in black jeans, a tight black top and a white overcoat all lined with red, she crossed her arms and gave a calm smile

Yet her mismatched blue and yellow eyes were burned brightly

"Is this really the best your leader can send against me?" she laughed

The officer in charge shouted at her, his weapon raised

"This is as far as you go. Cut her down, men!"

A hail of bullets were let loose, all aimed at the girl's heart

The temperature in the room swiftly rose to an unbearable level and blue flame alighted from nowhere

This wave of fire swept in front of the girl, so hot that the incoming lead melted and disappeared

After a moment, there was complete silence as the guards gaped in awe

She waved at the camera in the corner of the room and declared

"Don't worry, you'll be able to see your Daughter of the Flame in a little bit. After I deal with your welcoming party... father."

With a smirk on her face, everything was bathed in blue hellfire