POV Legibot

Days were one like another. I felt, that I was almost good. My mind felt mine by almost all time. I was afraid, that Diana would come and take on serious talk. I couldn’t hide my hate to Ahriman’s Order. Hate was growing inside me. I got too much time to think and I was going over and over on any slights, they did to me and my late friends.

I also felt that I betrayed them. I regretted my betrayal each and every night. I vowed, to never betray again. That moment I knew that betrayal was painful and it involved close to you people, but not forced companions.

One day some guy came in all-terrain old car. He stopped at the gate and started insulting Diana and Ahriman’s Order. I watched him, through the window. We all, except Adam and Carol which were at their base, were in headquarters. Others told me, that this guy was Vivaldi and that he was second stronger, when they had some big meeting long time ago. Diana got out with Beria and Kirk. I couldn’t see all clearly, what was happening, but I clearly saw, that this guy spring over fence, as it was small hindrance. Then they started to fight.

I would want to say, that I rooted for the guy to beat her, but to tell you truth, I didn’t care. I saw it, as chance to me. I went down stairs, to check, if room with John was closed. It was. I went little mad and started to wrestle with closed doors. It took out some of my resentment.

-= Maybe I can help? – Someone asked. I was too immersed in my spite, to hear him coming.

I turned back. It was Mario with some big metal baton. I was toasted. Diana would punish me really hard later.

-= Just move a little to the side. – He said.

I did. He used his crowbar and started to force in through doors. It took me long moment to understand, what just happened.

-= You also want to run? – I asked.

-= Yeah. – He answered between his tries to destroy lock. – I already contacted Unlimited Devas for help. They will take me in. I think, they would take you too.

-= I’m not interested. I just want to run.

-= Ok. You will do, what you want to do. Can you switch with me for a moment.

Ahriman’s Order headquarters was in quite old building. Those older buildings had usually thicker walls and more massive doorpost. In fact, it was usually easier to break doors, than destroy lock with middle crowbar. Of course we didn’t know that. We spent some time and effort with small results in return. Even double pressure wasn’t enough. We became desperate as time was running.

-= You should go for hinges. – Someone said. It was this guy, that was always in back line, in the corner, which I passed without much attention.

We were tired. Stopped our attempt for a moment.

-= And what are you doing here? – Asked Mario.

-= Just passing by. – He had big backpack with him, partially filled backpack. – I can show you, how to do it.

And he showed us. When you have doors with hinges on your side, it’s usually easier to attack hinges. Even if you can’t wrestle them from the wall, you would surely deform them with crowbar enough, to loose doors and in effect create gap, which could be used to leverage doors even more. Then, you should use bigger crowbar or even some big pole to break doors.

We didn’t have big pole. It took our combined effort with middle crowbar to break doors open.

-= So guys, I will take my seed and go out first. – Said this unremarkable guy. His backpack had enough place for his seed. He was most prepared. He was gone not long after.

Me and Mario had to solve some problems fast. He found some big bag, I used hoodie to create improvised bag. We learned more improvisation tricks in my time in LGBT community. I felt guilty. There was no we anymore.

We went silent to the exit. We spied on situation outside. Our helper already disappeared in forest. Dian and Vivaldi were still fighting. Diana was trashed, but other guy seemed to have some injuries too. In the meantime I ignited curtains in another room.

-= Why are you doing this? – Asked me Mario. How could I answer in few words, about injustice I experienced or thirst for revenge I felt.

-= Stolen does not fatten. – It was some saying from Poland, which had wide meaning, but in core was straight forward. They are bad and they deserve to lose something, it says.

When Battle outside again fire up, we ran through field to forest. Beria even moved to stop us, but Mario waved at him with crowbar and he slowed down. Kirk was watching fight with blushes. He didn’t spot us at all.

As for the fighting, they couldn’t react even, if they spotted us. But perhaps, they didn’t stop us. There is this phenomenon in animals, called tunneled vision, that occurs during fight, danger or anything taking great toll on awareness. Mind decides to focus on main activity and puts rest to memories. So, we ran. Beria was stalking us, but stopped suddenly. I turn my head to see, as that guy throws Diana, as she was some doll. She hit hard and rolled. Beria went back and I went forward. At the edge of the forest I looked back, this guy drove away and Diana was staggering. I saw some smoke, but I knew, that there was not enough fire to burn concrete building. Still, smoke would soak into things in building.

Mario said goodbyes and moved on his way. I was ready to make my own choices.

POV Mirror

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I barely lived normally. Thought, that I must find somebody evil to kill once every ten days, was haunting me. I looked weak and fragile. Some people came to me, because they felt, that they could help me. Others came to me, to take advantage of my weakness. I was looking for most degenerate of them. I wanted to feel, that I was doing something good for the world, when I was killing them. I felt that way, only when I caught total sexual deviants. Others made me feel, as I was bad, at least partially. I grew tired of this kind of life. I hoped, that someone would come and save me.

One day my sister called and appointed meeting with me. She changed in short time. Earlier she would talk by phone by hours. That time she made appointment with me, said few pleasantries and pointed, that we would talk later. It was perhaps influence of her job, that changed her way of doing things.

We met in hotel room, she booked, when she came to town. That way we was sure, that nobody would disturb us. She saw my state. She didn’t comment on it. We talked about past, about future plans. She told me, that she was happy, that she found her place among Associated Devas. I told her, that I was focused on studying, but it was hard.

I had feeling of déjà vu. She was like Nameless. I clearly felt, that she was level three. She sat there, as if nothing wrong was happening with her life. She had no dark circles under eyes. She didn’t look tired. She was energetic and optimistic.

I was thinking intensively, how could she be that carefree. Was she brainwashed? Did she had heart made of stone? Or only my enchanted stone was in need of human sacrifices?

-= You’re level three. – I said, when other topics were exhausted.

-= Yes. I became level three lately. That’s why I wanted to talk to you.

-= Really. Do you want some advice from me, perhaps?

-= No. Huntress, I told you, she takes care of me, told me everything. I just thought, that you, by living alone with this responsibility, have it more rough.

I gathered my thoughts. I needed to know.

-= How you, Associated Devas or all of you, take care, hmm, about, how to put it, new challenges on level three.

She went silent for a moment.

-= It’s not totally legal and I am ashamed, but we buy bodies from morgues.

I fainted. When Mary woke me up, I couldn’t stop crying.

I told her everything through tears after some time.

POV Bear

I had too much of free time. I got elegant solution for feeding my bio-stone. I got memo, when people were living prison. I observed, if anybody was waiting for such person. If not, I stalked one and killed after. I needed to diversify, to go do different prisons, to stall inevitable discovery of my doings. But with one client weekly, it was easy.

Real pain in upper part of my leg, was threat I felt from Unlimited Devas. If I was on their place, I would sooner or later dominated all of us, starting with ones, that slighted me. I was afraid. I even had pact with Hail beyond trade of mixture, that he would inform me about Unlimited Devas moves and I would be telling him important things from Unlimited Devas past. I had limited pool of info, I could sell and Hail in time would want something else. I had nothing more for that moment.

Then I heard about thrashing, which Vivaldi did to Diana. He seemed to be stronger, that any single individual in Unlimited Devas, as far as I could say. They needed three of them to stop Diana, and he did it all by himself. I contacted him. I was ready to strike a deal, info in exchange for safety. I felt, that I stumbled on something. I felt some brilliant idea on the edge of recognition. What was that? I sold info to Hail, than wanted to sell to Vivaldi. Then…? Couldn’t I sell it to Diana, too? I could. I could sell the same info to many people, many fractions. I was only bonded by secrecy of transactions. If they didn’t resell or share freely, I would profit immensely.

There was this second thought, that it was risky business, if they would find out. But it was worth it. I wanted them to suffer and I knew, that they would prefer official punishment to be done in civilized manner. I felt, I could rise above them, thanks to my brilliant mind. I was ready to show them.

POV Adam

We heard about Vivaldi’s mad attack. It must be done with collusion with Devas. Three of former cultists ran away during it. My uncle organized our new base and provided me with bodies from some unknown source. I had feeling, that Diana needed my help, but wanted me to stay, as he had some business to do and needed trusted person to wait for delivery.

There was delivery of some security stuff, but I felt, it wasn’t important enough, for me to wait for it.

Uncle was back in late evening, and wanted to talk about important matters. I didn’t have head for it, because I was worrying about, what was going on in headquarters. I heard about burned room and obvious lack of hands to work. I vowed, that I would go there in the early morning.

Uncle came. He seemed more energetic, than usual. He asked about some random stuff, before we went on important topic.

-= You know Adam, we’re here for about one week. One week since I left headquarters. You were going here and there, and I due to businesses I have stayed almost all the time out of headquarters.

-= Yes. I was often needed there.

He looked at me, as when I was child and he was explaining something to me.

-= I tell you openly. I went to few neurologists and talked with my few friends. Maybe not friends, rather people that know me well.

-= I didn’t know, you still had some mental problems.

He looked at me with pity.

-= Yes, I had. We started to work on those problems. Then, we discovered bigger problem.

He stand up and started to walking around the room. I waited in silence. He looked at me with piercing look.

-= I state it clear. We were under some negative influence in headquarters. Someone or something made us submissive, stole our will, lower our IQ and even emotionally tied us somehow to Ahriman’s Order.

I was totally surprised.

-= I don’t know, what to say, - I said. – so we were infiltrated and already sinisterly attacked.

He almost stumbled after my words.

-= I did some analysis with economic analysts, that work usually on influence of advertisements on population. – He continued. – I told them lot about relations in Ahriman’s Order without telling our secrets. They with high probability, stated, that people closer to Diana, were under much more stronger effects of influence. It’s about you more, then me.

-= So those spies wanted to destroy Diana, by weakening her best people.

That moment uncle stumbled. He needed moment to gather himself together.

-= It could be other way around, you know.

-= Other way, how so?

-= People that was influenced most, were tied to and advanced fastest in Order.

-= Which means?

He sat down. He looked at me with pity again.

-= It means, that I need to avoid headquarters, if I want to stay sane and energetic.

-= You will help us from afar?

-= No, I will distance myself from Ahriman’s Order too.

-= Why? – I cried. – Ahriman’s Order is at its lowest now and you want to leave? It’s immoral. Wrong.

-= Just think carefully about all I told you about influence.

-= Influence. Even if that’s true, that spy that was poisoning our minds probably run after a fight.

Suddenly he had tears in his eyes.

-= You have one month or time till I will get to level three, to stay here with your seed. Which will be first. Then you will leave.

-= Uncle, why are you doing this. Who influenced you? Is it Unlimited Devas influence?

There was this cold silence. I remembered it from my childhood, when there were arguments in family. It meant, that there would be no good deal and agreement.

-= Why is that, headquarters are worth more for you, than your sanity? Isn’t it insane already?

Then he left.

I understood him. He had very rough time after linking with seed. He was very afraid of this influence. I was sure, that that bad spy already left headquarters. I would tell all about this case tomorrow to Diana. She surely would find good solution. Then she would convince my uncle to get back to Order.