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She saw her commander, and knew there was no hope. Opal Koboi's laugh echoed in her ears. She raised her Neutrino and aimed carefully, firing at the sweet spot that might or might not be there. An orange flame blossomed at Julius's chest. 'be well', he said, before the flames consumed him...
Holly woke from her nightmare, covered in a cold sweat, throat sore, as if she had been screaming. She lay still for a while, pushing the memory out of her head. These nightmares had begun shortly after she had quit the LEP and were always about the same thing-- the death of her commander. Holly moaned and glanced at her clock. 5:23 PM. Holly rolled out of bed and stumbled into the shower. No use trying to get any more sleep tonight.
The hot water calmed her, chasing the last fading chills from the nightmare away. That was one thing about the lower elements: No shortage of hot water, and it was free.
Holly stepped out and wrapped a towel around herself. She didn't have to be at the P.I. office until 9:00. Plenty of time. Maybe, for once in her life, she'd be early instead of late. Fat chance, thought Holly. She was never even on time for anything. She was surprised she'd lasted as long in the LEP as she had, with Root reprimanding her for being late almost every day.
Some people said he never would have fired her. They said he thought of her as the daughter he never had, or rather, like the daughter he had but lost. Julius had been married once, and had a baby girl, but one day, his wife and child had disappeared. He was devastated, turning ot his job for comfort. Maybe Holly reminded him of his daughter. Maybe that was why he'd chosen her to be the first female in recon. That and her talent, of course.
Holly was startled out of her reverie by a sharp knock on her front door.
"Holly, open up. It's important!"
"D'arvit," Holly muttered, heading to the door. Who would be here at before 6:00 PM?
Her answer was this: Major Trouble Kelp.
"Holly, come on, you have to get down to police plaza. Its an emergency."
Holly rolled her eyes.
"Trouble, what exactly are you doing at my flat at 6:00? And I can't go anywhere like this, anyway."
Trouble turned bright red, seeing as Holly was wearing nothing but a towel.
"Sorry," he said, embarrassed. "Get dressed first. Meet me at the Ops Booth. I'll explain there."
He turned and left, leaving a wet and thoroughly confused Holly standing in her doorway.
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