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Chapter 10

Mother Confessor:

Nothing was ever this invasive, or quite so in depth as this examination of my vulnerable body. At times the probing became highly unpleasant. Emoting small shrieks, and cursing in every tongue I knew, as the two surgical techs put me through the paces. I think the most painful was the tissue sample. The sharp instrument biting deeply in to my pale flesh. Trying with all my will to not put up to much of a struggle or insight a violent reaction as they work. I was vulnerable already, no way am I going to give an excuse to be restrained as well.

Since I had disrobed and sat upon the cold ceramic table, I dared to glance over to the trays beside it. Though they looked somewhat menacing, I understood that they were not meant for immolation. Instead for healing and science. Nothing like my collection in my abattoir. They exhibit a similar nature in that should only be used by practiced hand. I contemplated this for a while as I sit here nude, with bandages turning a dark blue from my wounds.

During the whole ordeal the two reptilian surgical techs made a lot of curious noises. Taking down a vast array of notes. They were very gentle and comforting while they worked. Total opposite my method, though I know very little of consolation for my “patients”. There too was the buzzing in my mind of why I seemed to be holding irritation towards the Ober-Commander. Ever since he had left after having set up an informal meeting with the younger surgical tech. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Unable to keep my tongue any longer I blurted, “I am confused.”

“What about”, came the reply from the elder tech.

Marckus:

The hours pass slowly, agonizingly slow. Pacing my quarters, contemplating the next move in this game of proverbial chess. Waiting for my company to arrive. Sending out for a pot of coffee.

My piping hot coffee arrives from a young Centurian Private on his way back to his own barrack. I thank him and pour a cup of the caffeine laden beverage from the pot. Taking a sip of the hot drink, I stop to consider my next strategy regarding Pluto, as I wait. I do not suspect the Confederation will allow such an easy end to conflict as with the blackened world with which we secured the Mother Confessor. Though I do not feel that their resistance will be overly difficult to overcome. I am anxious to spill blood. The blood of my enemies.

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