and Rescue {Sherry II William II Alex}
Nothing says tension louder than absolute silence. At least if there were an argument thereād be some sense of resolution? Not in an absolute sense, but at least, on the surface, it sounds like theyāre trying to come to a conclusion.
These two siblings are not coming to a conclusion. Absolutely because there is no end to satisfy. The means are the means and after the younger has her way thatāll be and sheāll just move on to the next bit. There is no end for her.
But, god, is he praying for an end. Something, anything that could alleviate him from this hell. If it be death, heās even likely to go with that.
Alexander is losing his humanity. Spending more time as that creature than as himself, heās lost his sense of reality, his desire to resist and oppose command.
And she doesnāt quite see that. She sees this whole notion as protecting her brother. She canāt seem to grasp the fact that his entire being is dissipating from under him. And she has to wonder: does she care? In a sick sense, sheād always regarded him as some sort of Perseus. And the fact that she can get Perseus to heel and obey is some sort of feat of strength. Sheās stronger than him. She always has been.
And now all he has to look forward to is another āmissionā. Another chance for her to send him after mostly innocent people. It wasnāt enough to kill just one, he usually ends up killing everyone around then too. It leaves a bitter taste in a personās mouth that you donāt really get used to.
āShouldnāt you be excited?ā Nadia prods. Theyāre lodged in warehouse prepping for the next stage of her plan. āYouāre running out of āclientsā.ā
āThere will always be more people to kill,ā he answers solemnly. āAs long as I am with you there will be.ā
She doesnāt answer, too busy tending to some equipment or too disillusioned to acknowledge his empty state of being. But even more so, sheās distracted by a tiny alarm set off on her radar. Someoneās here, and she doubts theyāre friendly if theyāre encroaching on her base of operations.
āSit tight, big brother,ā she glances to him across the room. He nods vacantly. āIf things get sticky I might spring a sudden change on you, so just bunker down and expect the worst.ā
She hardly gives him a farewell or a stay safe. She just makes her way from the room and abandons him to himself.
He wonders if she even cares about what's happening to him?