Chapter 6: The Search
I did not go to dinner that night. Nor breakfast the next day. I skipped lunch as well, staying in my room, working furiously. I planned to skip dinner as a knock came at my door. I pushed myself up from the position I was in and opened the door. Robin stood in the doorway. I walked from where I stood and resumed my previous position. I heard the door shut as Robin stepped in. I watched him as he took in the room, and finally landed on me. I looked back at him, then down at the ground.
"Grace, you need to eat."
"Amazon." I said, beginning my work once more. I did not want him to lecture me. I did not need him to lecture me. It was pointless. I would have been a waste of his breath. "I am busy. I can go far longer than any of you without food. I am still completely functional. Do not waste your breath or your life trying to convince me." I stood and stuffed my feet into my boots. I put on my bracelets and pulled my jacket from my shoulders. I yanked my hair up out of my eyes and picked up what I was working on. Something to find my sisters. No one could kill them that easily. I knew they weren't dead. I grabbed a bag and shoved all I needed inside, from my camera, a book, the contraption, and a pair of clothes. I slung it over my shoulder and left the room. Robin followed, not saying a word as I walked through the halls to the kitchen.
"M'gann, might I borrow your Bioship?" The redhead looked positively stunned and nodded. I smiled at her and quickly walked to the cabinets and grabbed some food, placing it in the bag with a few bottles of water. I smiled at her and thanked her before leaving the room, feeling the stares of the Team on my back followed by footsteps. I ignored them and continued on my way, popping open a bottle of water and drinking some of it before tucking it away as well. They could not kill Melanie and Titania. They would not. They, being CADMUS. They may not have liked them as much as I, but they had not reason to kill off an experiment that was finally a success. I had to go there. I was practically going there like a homing pigeon. I read about those. I snapped my fingers and turned around, going back to my room and looked through every book I had in there, then went to the library. There had to be a book on pigeons or homing devices somewhere. If I knew what it was, then I could control the urge. I started with a rather large book. I had deposited my bag by the door. I faintly heard Kaldur's voice trying to reason with me. I stopped for a second and looked up.
"My sisters are not dead. There is no reason for them to be dead. Titania was the first successful experiment they had in years, at least in our division. Project Kr was already successful, they had no reason to replicate his experiment. Just as they have no reason to kill Titania and Melanie. Call this denial, shock, whatever you want. I have to see them with my own eyes before I believe it. This doesn't mean I don't trust your word, but in my book, seeing is believing and nothing will change that. If you excuse me, I have a book to find. Oh, and please don't call this a breakdown. I am in perfect control of all my faculties, and I know what I'm going to do. Thank you for your concern." I smiled at them, though I have no doubt that they thought it was a mocking smile. Somehow, I have not yet mastered my facial expressions. I remembered something as I flipped through the book, and without looking up, I spoke again.
"Just to let you know, I go by Amazon now. Saving Grace is simply a number. 191229147718135." I returned to the book and found what I was looking for, I quickly read the section, shut the book and put it back where it belonged. I knew what to do and no person would stand between me, not matter what. I walked through the hall and saw half the League standing there. I watched them carefully for a few seconds before simply walking through the small group. I felt a hand grab my shoulder, but I shoved it off and walked to the "garage" as I called it. I walked up to the Bioship. It was dormant. I stole a glance at M'Gann. She looked guilty. I shrugged and walked down the stairs, readjusting my bag on my shoulder and to the doors.
"Could you please open the door?" The door opened and I stepped through, walking out into the sun, I nearly recoiled as the bright sun hit my skin. I knew where I was, and I knew where I had to go. I stopped for a second and checked my bag over for trackers. I found three in the bag and three more on my person, one entangled in my hair, another on my shoulder and a third on the underside of my skirt. I don't know how most of them go there, but I dropped all of the on the ground beside me before checking my boots, making sure that the blades I hid there were still there and that there were no more trackers. There weren't any that I could see.
I smiled grimly and closed my eyes. I was going to get in so much trouble for this. I left the premises, and soon found myself walking without even thinking of where I was going. I knew that they were following me. I sped up from a walk to a run, the world whipping past me at an alarmingly fast rate. I was glad that I ran every day, I barely slowed for miles. I soon skidded to a stop at the ruins of what I used to call home. Dust shifted in the air, and there were chunks of metal across the area. Coughing on the thick air, I grabbed a flashlight from my bag and shone it into the dark area as I pulled away chunks of wreckage to reveal a trapdoor. I pulled the door open, and jumped down, pulling the door closed behind me. I walked down the dimly lit halls, my flashlight still on in my hand. I reached the end of the hall and pushed the door open, the metal groaning under my hands. The door opened to reveal my sisters, each in their pods. A third was at the end, but I ignored them and the labbies, walking straight to Titania, breaking open her pod and pulling her from the cool rush of air, then the same to Melanie, they slumped onto the floor, unmoving. My eyes widened as I felt their pulses. Nothing. They weren't breathing either.
I'm still not quite sure what happened next. I remember yelling a lot. I remembered that I had blood on my hands. I remember running, as I saw the League. Then crying. A lot of crying. What happened exactly was a blur, but I remember lots of faces, most horrified or astonished.
I finally came around. I was in the middle of a forest, with guns pointed at my head. Government agents. I had read about them. They should be easy to escape. I jumped into the air and over the group of soldiers. I suppose I was on the run now, like in one of those adventure novels. It shouldn't be that hard, all you had to do was stay away from the feds, create an identity, stay away from the feds, and be a really good actor.
I have never tried any of that before. Now would be a good time to try my hand at being on the run. It sounded genuinely fun.
Author's Note: My muse is napping, but I felt you guys deserved a chapter...so here it is. Yup. I'm still having second thoughts about killing Melanie and Titania, so yeah...Like I said, my muse is napping, along with my brain :)
I'm not sure if I put a disclaimer or not, but I will right now, I own nothing that is familiar in the DC Universe, I could try and kidnap one of the characters, but that would just be stupid, I mean, c'mon, they're superheroes and superheroines! I'd be locked up before I could say: thanks for reading! I'd appreciate all comments and everything else, constructive criticism welcomed. Anywho, peace, love, rock and roll-REVIEW!
