Whelp this is number three and much shorter than before... eheh... sorry
Chapter Three
Cell stared up at the giant red ogre sitting behind its desk in irritation. His squeaky yellow foot was tapping the ground in annoyance repeatedly his patience was wearing thin.
"Why exactly am I here? I am the perf—" he began only for the Ogre—King Yemma if he remembered correctly —to cut him off.
" Yes, yes I know. You're the perfect weapon... you have only said that—oh let's see—about a thousand times already, give it a rest Cell. You'll be out of here soon." The annoyed and overworked judge of the dead at the check-in-station grumbled sending the Bio-Android an irritated glare, his eye twitched.
"Hmph, rude—wait—what was that you said about leaving Yemma?"
"That's King Yemma to you mortal." a feminine voice interrupted them from behind him. A small thing really, her inky black hair was tied in a bun and there was a lightning-shaped scar on her head that was barely covered by the loose bits of her hair. She wore casual earth clothes with a black overcoat and a briefcase held in her left hand. If it weren't for her impossibly green eyes and immense—yet somewhat diluted—power, Cell would have dismissed her as unimportant. Hmph, decent for a human. He thought with a curious frown.
"Finally! Uhh—I mean... Lady Potter! I-It's good to see you!" The Ogre faltered after his outburst. Cell blinked and narrowed his eyes at the woman who was she to receive such a reaction?
"Cut the pleasantries, Yemma. I am only here for the—bug problem you seem to be having." She mocked him. How dare she! Does she not know who he is?!
"Bug Problem?! I'll Have You Know I'm—"
"Oh, for the love of—just take him already!—please take him away!" King Yemma begged the petite woman. Interrupting Cell's no doubt self-important rant ushering the artificial soul over to her.
"Of course Yemma." She acquiesced with a pleased tone and a low bow.
The woman smirked at him and made a come-hither gesture with her well-maintained index finger, forcing his body to move against his will. His magenta eyes were wide in surprise not having seen such a display of casual power previously. Before he reached her, however, he felt his body erupt in flames. Green painfully hot flames. It was over before he could scream in pain or horror at what had become of his perfect form.
Henrietta eyed the glowing spark that hovered above her finger with a victorious smile. This soul would be the final piece for her Project. She set her briefcase on the floor of the office King Yemma worked in and flicked it open ignoring the squirming of the soul that still hovered above her other hand and promptly shoved that very soul into it without a care. Usually, these types of situations were to be handled delicately—buut...it just so happened this soul was being rather difficult so she had no such qualms with its treatment.
She flicked it closed again and prepared to leave sending her subordinate a devious grin over her shoulder that sent chills down the Ogres spine. 'That look almost makes me feel sorry for Cell—almost...' King Yemma thought to himself as he watched her leave with a relieved smile gracing his harsh features when she was out of sight having vanished in a flash of green. He slumped in his chair and called on the next soul to be judged.
Hey-O! How are you guys feelin' these days? Won't be too long now before 2020 finally comes to an end. I know I haven't updated this in a while but I'm sure you can understand it's been a hectic year for everyone I'm sure. I know it's rather short but I couldn't really find more to add to this one I have a lot on my mind as is. Whelp! See ya!