Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 7

Chapter 15: Trouble On Geralt Island, Part 1

(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)

I was in the dining hall of the temporary home that I stayed in on Targaryen as I was in a meeting with those in my inner circle. The discussion into shutting down that factory on Geralt Island was high on the agenda as I was ready to shut it down completely. The Executive Division went too far into establishing such a deplorable factory as I saw the image of it on a tablet that was similar to the one on Drakonus. I had my reasons to despise them for what they were doing as I was no stranger into foiling their methods, for this next mission to destroy that monstrosity on Geralt Island. Even though my birthday celebration was over, I had pressing engagements to oversee as shutting down the factory here on Targaryen was my top priority. Even Minara was concerned as he saw the images of that factory imprisoning the locals and the humans who stayed on this planet, for he had his reasons to stick with us in order to put an end to the Executive Division or die trying.

"It's like any other prison when it comes to the Executive Division conquering the galaxy," he said.

"The Daegath Islands are south of this continent, but the locals of one of them don't take kindly to those who swim in their money like Scrooge McDuck," said Nathan.

"According to the Targar Government, the Executive Division kept abducting some of the Terrans who lived on Squatter Island, only to force them to be slave labor for those things that still skulk around without warning."

"Then we'll crush the Executive Division, plain and simple," I said. "We hit them hard until they either give up or drop dead."

"It won't be easy, Sam," said Nathan. "My old man went up against Menelaus Marquand of all people in which that bastard was ruthless to the core. It was high time that he went solo to cleave that son-of-a-bitch after he sent John home to be with his family. After my dad killed Menelaus, his subordinates were itching to stop him until that blast of raw power stopped the entire war on Alecrast at the time."

I remembered my purpose about how I ended the First Galvanic Uprising as I also was eager to end the second one. Still, I had to be careful as I was most likely to be in battle on this mission that was put in front of me. My reason to shut down the Executive Division was mutual as I got in their way while helping to destroy the Sol-1 and Sol-2 respectively. I was also more than likely to be put into the most dire situation imaginable as the time to destroy that factory that was there for no reason, for I was there to stop it just to put the Executive Division in their place for a while. When I left the dining hall, I saw Castiel standing in front of me as he was concerned about the situation in which he is most likely to be coming with us to fight against the Executive Division. I didn't have a problem with it as I was also grateful that he was still there, for he had his reasons to join us against the Executive Division, for they were being a nuisance in their own right in this ongoing war.

"You're going to battle, aren't you?" he said to me.

"The factory on Geralt Island must be destroyed just to cripple the Executive Division in their tracks," I said. "We can't abandon our purpose when it comes to the Second Galvanic Uprising causing havoc all over."

"There are prisoners there, for they are human and other races who fell victim to such cruel masters."

"If there are prisoners, they shall be free. If some fell to a tragic fate, we will avenge them. The Executive Division is on the rampage, but we should also be careful against them."

I was aware of what was going on until I found myself entangled in a vision the moment I felt a stabbing pain in my head. What I sensed was that the factory on Geralt Island was teeming with prisoners that were caught and taken away from their home on Squatter Island, only to be used for other things than just being trapped in their prison cells. What I didn't expect was that I noticed clear jars of glowing souls being harvested for no reason, but for what, exactly? By the time I returned to reality, I had a much compelling reason to go to Geralt Island as I wanted to stop the Executive Division from causing more harm, for they were going too far this time.

"You had a vision, didn't you?" asked Castiel as he was concerned for my state of mind.

"The Executive Division is doing more than just stealing prisoners," I said. "They're harvesting souls just to trade to the highest bidder."

"It has happened before in the Elder Days, only to be shut down in the nick of time."

"We're going there to stop that factory and free those who are on the verge of getting killed in it just to have their souls extracted out of them. We hit those enemy forces hard before more innocent people get hurt. We can't let this happen or else more will end up dead."

I made my point clearly as I wanted to put a stop to the factory that was there on Geralt Island. Still, I had a job to do as I also had a duty to put a dent in the Executive Division's cruel plans, for they were going too far this time when it came to harvesting souls for no reason...

Nibori was inspecting the temporary home as she was wanting to find something salvageable in this place. What she didn't expect was that the crew of the Kurokage was getting ready for battle as she saw Moro all dressed up for battle in which she was no stranger into dealing with what was left of Darbus Toller's horde the making. Even though she never expected to be in battle, she was also inexperienced with what went on until she saw what happened at the fort on Gehenna. Still, she was into salvaging as she was most likely to stay put until an ultimate chance was played.

"You're getting into battle, aren't you?" she said.

"If it happens to be a nest of those dolls, then we'll rid of it," said Moro.

"Kevin told me about how you married into the Kirgar Clan and had a daughter, but the Orc you married wanted to stay behind."

"We do it in shifts in which it's Albus' turn to look after Sura."

"That little Orcress looks like she has silver tips like a High Elf. Still, most of us are warriors and salvagers, but I'm not the type of combat on the battlefield."

"Not true 'cause Sam told me about how you saw some Askradi rampaging all over the tragic Doohan in which the Red Inquisition forced the people on that ark to abandon their mating/breeding stage, only for them to change from their sexual appetite to that of a ravenous feeding monster that makes a Wendigo look like a small dog that got neutered."

"I may not have signed up for battle, but I know how to fight with what my dad gave me."

It wasn't long until Nibori heard a staticky call on the private line as she walked towards the console on the wall. Turning it on, she saw an image on screen appear as she noticed another Mirkosian woman with a pair of binoculars in which she knew of her to be familiar indeed. To her shock, she saw a group of soulless dolls approaching as the screen faded to black in which she was fearing the most, for the Mirkosian was in dire need of help immediately.

"No…," she said. "Why did you have to go in so recklessly, Nabaka?"

"Who is this Nabaka?" asked Moro.

"She's my sister… and a member of the Order's Hunter Corps."

"Wait! You're the daughter of Nakula T'Chauli, aren't you? I heard stories about him in which he was mostly into the lore during his days as a freelance hunter in the Order. Now, he only specializes into salvaging things and cleaning up space debris."

"I came close to death on the Doohan in which the crew and those in it suffered the worst in which they became what I saw on the ship. My team went there to clear it away, but some of them didn't make it due to what those Askradi did to them by chowing down on them. Next thing I know is that Avery betrayed me and Blake, but we were saved at the last minute by Sam and his friends or else we wouldn't be alive today. As for my dad, he never talked about his past as a hunter after Mom was killed the moment he saw her pinned to the ceiling while our old home caught fire afterwards. He gathered up me, Nabaka, Nago, and Nevka out of there and he left the hunting lifestyle just to start up a life of normalcy that is the White Rosalia Salvaging Company. Dad always loved Mom until her passing, for he always keeps a picture of her in his office due to her appearance as one of the Draaza."

"That makes you and your siblings Cetra, which is a hybrid of any humanoid male and a Draaza female. Some of the Farragut Clan are Cetra, but as for me and my siblings, our mom was a Nephilim in which our maternal grandfather is actually a Knight of Heaven."

It wasn't long until Nibori and Moro saw me dressed in my battle clothing as I was most likely to join the fight. I was also concerned about what I sensed as I went towards the private console and turned it back on the moment I noticed Nabaka hiding in a corner on screen. She was in danger as we also had to help her flee, but the location she was in had a familiar feel in which I noticed the factory in the distance.

"Hey, if you're getting this, I need help on this island," she said on screen. "I'm backed in a corner here, but there's something very nasty going on in that factory!"

The screen turned off as I was concerned for Nabaka's safety. I couldn't let her shoulder the burden alone as I was ready to go to Geralt Island to find her before it was too late. Still, I had to go forward as I was more than likely to save Nabaka from her fate, for it was my duty to destroy the Executive Division and what they stood for.

"We're going to the island," I said.

"You're going to save my sister?" asked Nibori.

"She took a risk into going off alone, for she could be put at risk in this matter of affairs."

"Wait! You're not going alone, Sam," said Moro. "I've dealt with those plastic people when I was defending Wall Keep and I'm sure as hell that I'm gonna put the hurt on them even more."

"Does Albus know that you're going into combat?"

"I was in combat before while I carried Sura just to keep those plastic things away from Wall Keep after the Kabizashi massacre. I take after my dad, who was headstrong while doing the right thing, but we're not about to be put in the corner anytime soon. Darbus Toller may have been done away with while in the bowels of space, but his creations are still being used as fodder by the Executive Division just to cause terror to those who get in the way."

"There's also the Ketch robots, Moro. You may not know about them, but I had my fair share with them. They could be hiding on the island for backup, but they spare no one in their wake."

"I've seen those robots before," said Nibori. "They were in the fort on Gehenna once when they nearly destroyed it, but it's now made into a castle with a dome over it. Still, those things are dangerous and they are much quicker than the soulless dolls that are used as grunts in the Executive Division's hordes."

"We should get going," I said. "We'll find your sister and shut down that factory, for the Executive Division won't last long here on this planet."

I was leading the way as I had Moro and Nibori in tow. What we were doing so far was to be ready to shut down the factory on Geralt Island as we couldn't let the Executive Division get their way so far, for their presence was far more dangerous indeed…

Nabaka was hiding in a corner as she was low on ammo from her gun. She was no stranger into going alone as she was also in a bit of a quandary due to what she found there in that factory. Digging out a tablet, she saw the footage of the prisoners that were put there as she wanted everyone in the Order and all the galaxy to see what the Executive Division were really doing in which she wanted to deliver justice for those who were enslaved by them. When she found a vent, she crawled into it as she followed it to where it led to the moment she saw grafitti written in Enochian in which she mysteriously knew very well indeed.

"'Pull my finger?'" she said as she deciphered the Enochian language on the wall. "Is that what people resort to these days by scrawling fart jokes?"

Nabaka saw a mirror as she stood in front of it the moment she took off her shirt to reveal a large scar on her back the moment she had it. The reminder on her back was something that she didn't want as she put back on her shirt and hid away further. What she didn't expect was that the vent led to a much bigger temple that had images of the Elder Days drawn all over it in which there was a mural that featured the events of other alternate time pockets and beyond. She also saw the images of my past self and Dean's as they were depicted in the Impala driving down the road while fighting monsters of old. It was a huge find here, but Nabaka also had her reasons to defend it the moment she heard footsteps approaching. Armed with her gun, she saw an Elf coming as he was armed with a bow and arrow in his hand, for he was not too thrilled with seeing what was going on like she was.

"You're far away from home for a Mirkosian," he said to her.

"Stay your bow and arrow, Legolas, for there's some very heavy shit above us," said Nabaka.

"You're on your own, aren't you?"

"I can't stand being around Quintus when he's pissed off, even when he got word about the new savior being in danger at the fort on Gehenna."

"Most Terrans are hostile, for they have my sister on this island."

"If you think most Terrans are hostile, then try looking at some of them with their eyes flashing black and leaving a sulphur trail. As for this place, it's old, but do some people have to write Enochian just to say the words, 'pull my finger?' Yeah, most people decipher other languages, but Enochian is a tricky subject. As for me, I pull it off easy. The very reason for it is that one day, I struck by lightning inside rather than outside and after that, I can read things that no one else can."

"You're more like a seer than a hunter."

"I just hope that whoever's in the Order got my message in time..."

Without warning, Nabaka and the Elf spotted two Ketch robots approaching as they were armed with guns and aiming to shoot at them. Nabaka was no slouch as she picked up a metal stick and was ready to charge at them head-on. Just as she was about to strike at them, she saw an angelic form of light strike the Ketch robots down in one fell swoop as she spotted Tirzah appearing out of nowhere complete with her backpack full of Pocky and other things. Walking towards the robots, Tirzah stared at them briefly as she knew of them to be from the Old Guard from long ago in which she had nothing but disdain for them, for they were much of a threat than Darbus' leftovers so far.

"It had to be those bucketheads again," she said.

"You know of those things?" asked the Elf.

"You're far away from home for an Elf from Valinor, Gareth Mahoney, but your timing is bad."

"I won't leave this hellhole until I find and save Elise. She's the only family I have and I won't let any of those Terrans hurt her."

"I came here to put those asshats down over here, but I also found that they were busy defiling something sacred," said Nabaka.

"You're stuck in the same quandary as me, but your mission is different for someone who is a hunter from the Order."

"That 'hunter from the Order' happens to be a prophet of the Lord just like those who were chosen by my Father to carry out His will," said Tirzah as she got out a box of Pocky from her backpack. "It seems that I arrived in the nick of time to protect Nabaka from such a cruel fate after all."

"Are you flapping kidding me?!" she yelled. "I got struck by lightning and lived to tell the tale, but I'm no prophet! I'm just a simple hunter who went off alone to shut down this factory, but there are too many plastic dicks and bucketheads crawling around!"

It wasn't long until Nabaka heard gunfire coming as she went towards one of the spent Ketch robots and dug into its thigh pack in which she found some spare ammo. She was in luck as she took it and placed it into her hip holster the moment she reloaded her gun. With Tirzah and Gareth in tow, she led the way as she went further into what she found the moment they entered inside of a strange compartment. What they found inside was a temple of worship that had images from the Elder Days painted all over as it was yet another place for the Winchester Gospel, for it was a very unusual find indeed.

"It's like what I found outside," said Nabaka.

"This is a place of worship… or was a place of worship," said Tirzah as she was munching on a stick of chocolate Pocky. "It seems that the Draaza came here to build this temple, only to be rounded up for possible corruption or slaughter by the Red Inquisition. Your sister came close to death when she found one of the Red Inquisition's 'success stories' in the form of celibacy gone wrong in the form of Askradi chowing down on everything back on the Doohan. It's a shock, but the Askradi are far worse than Wendigo when it comes to eating everything in their sights."

"So, Nibori went up against some monsters like Dad did when he confronted that demon who killed our mother. She's taking a risk being part of the Order 'cause that's my job."

"Nibori? I know of her," said Gareth. "She was one of the workers from that salvaging company who saved my life along with Elise's. I never thanked her for it and I should've done so earlier, for she could come here again to save the day."

It wasn't long until everyone heard gunfire coming from outside. With her gun in her hand, Nabaka was ready to shoot as she wasn't about to go down without a fight yet, for she was also waiting for help in this time of crisis so far…

I was making my way towards the harbor as I was on my way towards one of the seaships that was near the dock. With my weapons on my person, I was ready to go as I had my reasons to destroy the factory that appeared on Targaryen for no reason. Just as I was about to leave, I turned around and noticed Akemi standing near the dock as she was most likely to be giving me a word of warning that I had to steer clear of, for she was concerned about the situation in this ongoing war so far.

"You're leaving for Geralt Island, aren't you?" she said.

"I'm not going there alone," I said.

"That's a sign of trust, but you should also be wary of those soulless things that occupy the island due to their masters wanting to do more than just control of this galaxy. They want to erase traces of worship where everyone once praised the Winchester Gospel."

"The Executive Division's newest leaders want me eliminated, but the Red Inquisition is still hell-bent on committing genocide on the Draaza."

"Neither one of the enemy factions in this war want any trace of the Draaza because of their constant meddling over the centuries, but I did some digging in my lifetime to uncover the family tree of the first being of the Middle Ground and the Draaza's main deity, the Matriarch. Their children were born from them, but some of them became bad apples in a barrel like the Cultivator, or Eve, and the Darkness, or Amara, for example. All the same, the children of Pendragon and the Matriarch crafted the galaxy in their images once, only to see it fall to dissaray. We all knew of three of their children long ago, but the other three are a challenge that were waiting."

"Let's hope that we don't cause more chaos in their wake after all that has happened."

"I've seen one of them in which she is known as the Arbiter who harbors a grudge against her parents for the caging of the Darkness and the banishment of the Cultivator towards Purgatory. She's dangerous, but she's also the one responsible for causing all the chaos that was put in the Book of Genesis out of retaliation for Adam walking out on his first wife, who happens to be the demon that your past self killed in the Elder Days. I ran into the Arbiter once in which she also detailed how she set up Gadreel to take the fall after letting the serpent into the Garden of Eden, only to have him imprisoned and later released the way she planned it. She's dangerous, but crafty to her own advantages, so I suggest that you be careful around her in the future."

"I'll steer clear of her, but shutting down this factory on Targaryen comes first."

And so, I went towards the seaship as Akemi saw it leave the harbor towards Geralt Island as planned. When Akemi watched it leave, she was ready to make her way back to the temporary home until she saw a woman dressed in black standing in front of her. She knew of the intruder very well as she had blue hair and two different eyes: one blue and one brown. The intruder was also aware of such future actions that were planned as she was staring at Akemi with a smile on her face, for she was moving things her way in this time of war.

"It's been a long time, Akemi," she said. "I had a feeling that you would tell the future Messiah of this galaxy about his future in a golden age."

"I had a feeling that you would meddle in the events of others," she said. "You're known as the Arbiter, but you always had a hand at causing mayhem to prophecies past."

"I had my fair share of seeing my siblings being banished until I got wind of how my brother died off with his clothes left behind. As for my sister who was once banished to her prison, her essence was placed into the First Blade as planned the moment Hideyono Kuronaga took it and now possesses the prison that she was in."

"You're planning how Sam will suffer in the future than to move forward, aren't you?"

"I'm just adding obstacles to keep him from replacing my brother as the head honcho of creation. It's the best thing since I set up one of his angels to take the fall when a certain serpent entered into the garden in retaliation for what happened when Adam dumped Lilith for the one thing that was crafted from one of his ribs. Eve was submissive, malleable, and even easily manipulated when I let Lucifer into the garden as the serpent. Yes, I allowed him to tempt Eve to eat the apple from the tree to gain knowledge and even enticed Adam to eat the fruit. After that, they were banished from the garden to live in squallor and you know what happened next."

"I knew of those things because I read from the books that were left behind by Bobby Singer at the time. I also knew that his house was torched by the Leviathans in which they destroyed every text of lore except the ones that were left in Yashamaru's safe house at the time. As for the future that is uncertain, it won't be like what happen in one of those Bible stories, for it was foretold by the Draaza who worshiped your mother long ago."

"Just you wait, Akemi, for you will be proven wrong just like those who consider themselves by...you know…, saving people, hunting things, and upholding the family business? You can't fight it, for I have the upper hand in things that don't go my way. Sooner or later, Sam and his family will be sent to some backwater part of some planet and he'll refuse to go back to his duties as the galaxy's Messiah. He'll even want to stay put in the squallor that he'll be put into."

"If that ever happens, then there will be those who will force him to return. You may plan things, move people like pawns, or even cause misery to those who were chosen, but you can't fight the prophecy that was told in the graces of the Matriarch."

Akemi made her point clearly as she saw the Arbiter leave without a trace. Still, she was aware of her actions as she was also the proverbial thorn in the celestial being's side so far, for there would be future complications in the long run if not careful…

The arrival on Geralt Island went safely as I got onto the shore in which I had a selected group with me. With Castiel, Nathan, Moro, Deejatra, and Dvora with me, we were all there as we also had to make our move into stopping the factory that was there. What we didn't expect was that Nibori was there as she emerged out of the seaship and was desperate, for she wanted to find and rescue Nabaka before it was too late. I sensed the desperation in her eyes as she wasn't about to let her sister suffer from her fate, for there would be a complicated struggle in the long run.

"This isn't your battle, Nibori," said Dvora. "You're not equipped for being in the trenches."

"Nabaka is out there," she said. "I have to go and save my sister! I am equipped for combat because Nabaka will end up getting killed if we don't help her."

"No, you're not," said Castiel. "You're only armed with only a laser rifle, but not without the proper weapons to keep you safe."

"She will do, Cass," said Nathan. "You would do the same damn thing if any of us were caught in the middle of shutting down one of those deplorable factories that the Executive Division churned out. My old man told stories of how Nakula T'Chauli stood out in the pedigree of freelanced hunters in which he stood firm until he left after his wife's death at the hands of demons. We may have the firepower to withstand our enemies, but we can't abandon our morality."

"We should all get going," said Deejatra. "The factory here must be destroyed or else the Executive Division continues their reign of terror all over the cosmos."

"I'll lead the first volley," I said. "From the looks of the factory, there is danger in the wind."

It wasn't long until we spotted a group of soulless dolls approaching in which they were armed with their guns in their hands. I knew of them to be clad in their gold armor as I used my raw power to destroy them in a single blow. I had nothing but contempt for Darbus' leftovers as I led the way to the front gate of the factory, only to see several Ketch robots on the top of the wall with their guns in their hands. With a swift action, I saw Moro get out her crossbow and shoot at them in the head the moment they fell to the ground, but they got back up with the arrows that they had in them. She never saw anything like it before as they were coming towards us until we noticed Castiel and Nathan make short work of them by vivisectioning them into pieces. With Nibori using her laser rifle to melt off the door handles, we charged through as we found the inside of the factory to be teeming with prisoners who were in stasis, but some of them were either dead or reduce to a mess.

The sight of such tragedy unnerved me as the prisoners from other planets and beyond were forced to such extremes like this that worried everyone in the group as well. To my shock, I saw one of the reduced masses open its eyes as it tapped on its stasis tube the moment I opened it up. What I didn't expect was that a familiar face was in it as I knew of her to be Veshka due to her appearance as an Orianthan, but she was in bad shape indeed and unable to live after being in there for too long.

"Son-of-a-bitch," said Nathan as he was shocked to see Veshka reduced to a green goo. "The Executive Division has been resorting to liquefying prisoners to that?!"

"It's as we feared the most," said Deejatra as she saw Veshka rasping for breath. "I have heard of prisoners being taken by the Executive Division, but have them being reduced to fodder for those soulless dolls?"

"Sam…," she said as she was gasping for air. "I knew that you would come here after I was separated from Chitorin..."

The shocking state of Veshka overwhelmed me as I felt guilty for leaving after the Gale Canyon incident three years ago. All I felt was sorrow as I should have been there to protect others before I was forced to leave by Darbus Toller, only to return to see a tragic sight in front of me. It wasn't long until I saw Veshka grab at my sleeve as she was trying to tell me something, for it would be the final message that I would hear from her.

"Sam…," she said to me. "It may be too late for me, but not for the rest..."

"I'm so sorry that I left three years ago," I said.

"You had no choice, My Lord…, but I had a feeling… that you would return… to stop those fiends..."

"What happened to Chitorin?"

"She was taken away from me when Darbus celebrated his status after he forced you into exile… Oh, staazak…, please forgive me for not being there… for you..."

"Is there a generator here?"

"There is…, but it's located in the basement levels… I beg of you, shut it down before we're all doomed..."

The sight of Veshka rasping for breath and dying was too much to bear as I got out my gun and was ready to pull the trigger. I couldn't bear to see her suffer as I finally put her out of her misery with one clean shot in the head in which I vowed revenge for what happened to her. Clasping her hands on her lifeless body, I prayed in silence as the others in my group did the same in which this atrocity should never be forgotten in this fight, for the Executive Division will soon pay for such tragedy on the horizon. Even Nibori was shocked to see what happened here as she was worried for Nabaka's safety, for she didn't want her sister to suffer the same fate of what we saw in front of us.

"This is cruel here," she said.

"I never wanted to kill Veshka, but I had no choice after what was seen here," I said as I put away my gun. "I never wanted to pull the trigger, but-"

"Sam, you put her out of her misery after what happened here," said Moro. "The Executive Division will pay for what they've done here to these people and I'll be more than glad to take them out. You did the right thing rather than see her suffer in such a sorry state like that. This isn't the first time that one ended up dead from a mercy killing in which your past self had to kill a woman just to end her torment after being turned into a werewolf in the Elder Days."

"The Executive Division will be wiped from existence, I swear of it. They may be rounding up prisoners to be tortured, but to be liquefied to the point of nothingness? They are nothing more than cruel and sadistic scum who resort to causing havoc in their wake. There will be vengeance against them after what they've done, for we will deliver it to them." I found a long blanket on the ground as I picked it up and placed it over Veshka's lifeless body. "I will find Chitorin for you and tell her of your fate… In the end of it all, I will avenge you and those that the Executive Division has captured and tortured for their own amusement..."

It wasn't long until Dvora saw something glowing in one of the compartments as she sprinted to it and opened it up to see jars of glowing souls in them. She heard stories about how soul harvesting was once rampant, but she was ready to set those souls free from such torment. Without further hesitation, she pushed the jars onto the floor as the souls were freed and ready to go to the Grey Havens after all that has happened. When she left the compartment, she was ready to stop this factory like the rest of us as she even vowed to free further souls from such a cruel fate, for the Executive Division had gone too far this time.

"There are souls here, but they're free now," she said.

"What are you talking about?" asked Nibori.

"The Executive Division had taken a page out of Abaddon's playbook by harvesting souls from innocent people. Veshka was next in line to have her soul harvested, only to have Sam put her out of her misery."

"I just hope that Nabaka isn't turned into goop just to have her soul taken away from her..."

It wasn't long until we saw an arrow fire into a control panel as it shorted it out to empty out the dead from their stasis pods and onto the ground. What we didn't expect was that an Elf woman was there as she was armed with a bow and arrow in which she had a green ribbon in her blond hair while wearing a pink dress and boots. We never saw her before, but she had a mission of her own to fulfill, for she had her reasons to infiltrate this factory in the first place.

"Are you part of the Executive Division in their liquefying vats to squeeze out souls to sell?" she said. "I already did away with the head honcho who ran this place, but my brother's busy trying to look for me."

"Elise Mahoney from Valinor," said Deejatra. "Your kind are very hostile to Terrans, but you don't fit the hostility towards us."

"I'm a freelanced hunter that was sent at the behest of Akio Ashizoka, but my pig-headed brother still worries about me."

"Your brother should be worried about you just like me worrying about Nabaka."

"Nabaka's here against her superior's wishes? That's a dick move in a nutshell here."

"If she's here, she's in danger," I said. "This factory has a generator in the basement level and I'll be the one who will shut it down. As for the prisoners, half of our group will release them while the rest of us will dismantle the generator. The Executive Division is nothing more than a cruel entity who is far worse than the monsters that lurk in the distance. We will end them slowly, for we won't be cut down with just impunity."

"Dvora, Moro, and I will follow Elise and save the prisoners, Sam," said Nathan. "You have a generator to shut down below, but you're not doing this alone. Deejatra, Castiel, and Nibori will help you while they put a couple of Barbie dolls and bucketheads out of commission. If Dean saw this, he would be floored to take those things on in this war. You're not alone in this fight, Sam, for you will keep going till the bitter end."

I saw Nathan and his group follow Elise to where they needed to go to as I was left with Castiel, Deejatra, and Nibori to go below. The sight of the interior of this factory was a sorry sight indeed as we noticed the one running it propped against the wall with arrows all over his lifeless body. Still, it was a harsh way to die, but I didn't feel sorry for the dead man as he had it coming the moment he decided to put such innocent people in a grave torment like this. When we got to the entrance of the basement, we saw a Ketch robot coming towards us as it was running swiftly with a sword in its hand. Just as it was about to strike, we saw an axe destroy it as we noticed Kritha jumping into the factory area, but he never saw such tragedy in goop before until now, including the tragic fate of Veshka under the blanket covering her body.

"May the gods strike such oppressors like the Executive Division down in their wake," he said.

"The ones who suffered the worst had their souls extracted from them," said Castiel gravely.

"And the one in the blanket…, was she about to have her soul harvested as well?"

"She was dying, but Sam had no other choice but to end her torment," said Deejatra.

"It was like what I read in the Mikado's private library in which he collected one of the ancient books from Carver Edlund in which the Terran Sam of old had no choice but to kill the woman who was already turned into a werewolf against her wishes. Still, no one should suffer such a tragedy to the brink of misery in front of those who enjoy their plight."

"We will destroy this place once and for all," I said. "No one else deserves to suffer at the hands of the Executive Division, for vengeance will be realized against them."

I went towards the entrance of the basement as I opened it up and saw a flight of stairs below. Leading the way, I was ready to destroy the generator of this factory as I had nothing but disdain against the Executive Division and what they stood for. I wasn't about to let them get away with what they were doing as I was on the warpath to avenge the fallen who lost their lives at the hands of those cruel fiends, for they were getting what was coming to them, one way or the other…

Nathan and his faction went towards the holding cells as they saw some of the prisoners being put in such deplorable conditions like that. He never saw anything like it before as he saw an emaciated human that was slowly dying in which there was no hope for him. The sight of the man worried and angered him as he got out his crossbow and was ready to end the emaciated prisoner's torment, for he hated it when people suffered to such extremes like this.

"I'm sorry to do this, but-" he said as he fired an arrow in the dying prisoner's head. "I will avenge you and those who died at the amusement of those cruel bastards."

"You could've saved him, Nathan," said Moro.

"He was dying in which he would've ended up like what we found outside just to have his soul harvested like the rest. I really hate killing those who are on the brink of death, but I don't like to see anyone suffer, either."

"That is the newest method that the Executive Division resorted to when I caught wind of it," said Elise. "The sicko who ran this place was willing to harvest souls to sell by starving the prisoners and then liquefying them into goop just to take them out of the body. When I cornered the bastard, he was planning on using the souls to sell to Hideyono Kuronaga's lover, who once did the same thing in the Elder Days. All he cared about was making a profit to fund the Executive Division's coffers even more, but I won't stop until this factory is shut down. Akio's cousins are no strangers into dealing with those cruel bastards in which the Order's main headquarters on Alecrast was destroyed at the hands of Tobias Wetzel before he died in space."

"Sam will put the Executive Division in their place, I swear of it," said Dvora. "Sooner or later, those asshats will get it coming when-"

Without warning, Nathan and the others saw a group of soulless dolls approaching as they were armed with guns in their hands. They were ready to kill as the group had their weapons in their hands in order to stop them, for they were about to attack against that soulless group indeed…

To be continued...