Sweet Evil
Devilish laughs burst throughout the chamber. So empty, yet loud and uproarious…sickly laughs that could render a person mad.
Feminine cackles they were. Through the haze the four silhouettes giggled and howled. They were each cross-legged and hysterical, their girlish uproar filling their own ears with their poison. Every breath they would take and drop was poison--a venom filled with so much evil and sin that the darkness became cold and bitter around them.
At last the laughter began to fade and one of the figures rested her snow toned arm on her equally colorless leg, caressing it seductively.
She exhaled slowly as frost slipped from her tongue and into the air. In her hand was a small photo which she held triumphantly in front of herself.
"It looks like Maddox and Radix are out of the picture now.", the faceless woman uttered seductively, chortling at the irony of her words.
Another of the women responded. Her face also covered in a shadow, "Another foolish mistake on his part.", her scarlet lips curved into a smirk "I always knew Maddox could not handle his job. Much too soft to be a true bounty warrior. Never get a man to do a woman's job."
"Oh don't be too harsh on Maddox." A third voice said. "Radix was a ticking time bomb as well. It was wise of him to put less power on Radix. He almost ruined the mission. But don't get me wrong", she giggled. "I could smell failure from both of them."
"Do you believe he will punish Maddox for betraying us?", the final voice asked.
"No.", the first voice said. "Maddox is as good as dead, it would be a waste of time to find him. He must preserve his power for Chaos' arrival. He is weak from Radix's death, which is another reason why he has not taken care of Maddox. It could be devastating to his health."
"It wont be long. Mission one was executed perfectly.", the second voice assured. "Now they just need to use their powers.", she grinned slyly. "And that will not be a problem."
"Who would have thought that a fool like Sirix would be able to assist so much. He really is a genius."
"What do you mean?", the third voice asked.
"Did you really think Sirix was sent to destroy them?", the first voice questioned.
"Yes. He didn't do horribly at it."
"Don't be ignorant.", the second voice snapped. "Sirix was sent to die but not without purpose of coarse."
"What purpose?"
"This!", the first voice roared, pointing to the small photo. "To make our target vulnerable from the start. He is our key! He is our key to Sailor Saturn.", She paused. "But I suppose there is no need to worry about it quite yet. I assure all of you that it will make sense in time."
"All we need to do is wait. They will dig their own graves.", the fourth voice beamed. She lifted up a glass filled with a red substance. "To the death of the Sailor Soldiers!"
The others did the same. "To the death of the Sailor Soldiers!", they giggled in unison, putting the glasses to their moist lips and drinking.
Putting down her empty glass, the third voice interrupted the celebration. "We must go to Earth already, but where shall we wait for them?"
"Where else? The city is our best bet.", the fourth woman answered.
"To the city it is then.", the first figure said coolly, dropping the small photo on the ground as the others walked off.
Slowly she looked down at the photo, taking a final glance at it. Without hesitance, she thrust her crimson heel into it and walked off with the others.
Crushed and ripped, Matt continued to smile brightly through the photo.
