DO NOT OWN
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It was nighttime. Diana was grilling Bug on his latest spying mission in Perdido Beach. They had not gleaned much information previously, and she was not hopeful. Just as she had expected, he couldn't tell her much. The so called 'Human Crew' was still around, and the newly appointed council wasn't doing much about it. About anything. Kids were still going hungry, but they weren't starving like the Coates kids. They had set up some kind of market, where people could get food.
Caine would be irritated at the lack of news. He desperately wanted some way to get one over on Sam, she knew. She was tempted to send Bug to report to him, so he could face Caine's temper, but she knew she had to tell the boy herself. She sighed, and as she turned to glare at the wall, she caught a flash of movement, through one of the shattered windows. Close.
"Go and get Caine, Bug." She said, her voice neutral. She didn't want to alert the eavesdropper. Bug hurried off quickly. She paced the room. It had been a dining hall once. Just the thought of the tables piled high with food made her stomach cramp in hunger. She turned when she reached the wall, pacing back again. Each pass brought her slightly closer to the blasted window. Eventually, she was close enough to touch it. She stopped in front of it, her hand resting on the gun hidden beneath her blazer.
"Get up" she called to the shadows outside. A figure slowly rose up from the darkness, to look her in the face. She saw, in the light of the fake stars, that it was a girl, the same age as her. She had dark brown hair past her shoulders, with a fringe that cut across her face, and she was frowning at Diana. Her eyes were bizarre. One of them was a deep violet, the other emerald green. "Come in" Diana told her. Not an offer, but a command. The girl grinned.
"Make me" she said. Diana hissed, and drew the gun from her pocket, pointing it squarely at the girl's chest, which heaved in a sigh. "I guess that counts" she muttered, as she stepped through the splintered frame.
Diana immediately grabbed her wrist in a vicelike grip. Her eyes went blank for a moment, then widened in shock. She took a step back, but the gun stayed pointed at the other girl.
"Well well." She said after a beat. "Fearless leader isn't going to like this at all."
"What won't I like?" came a voice. Caine was striding through the doors to the dining hall. His lips twitched at the sight of Diana, her gun fixed on the intruder's torso, but he made no comment. At the sight of him, Diana lowered her gun. It was no longer needed, and the newcomer obviously sensed that, as she made no move to escape. Caine fixed her with an icy glare for a moment, then turned to Diana. "Did you read her?" he asked. She nodded.
"She's a four bar."