Intoxia Warriors - Mizuka Blood (Book One)

by De'Karhi Philpot

  "Want to talk before I head out?"

  "No, I'm fine, Mom," Hitachi turned his attention to the brush and picked it up. He tried to do as much as he could to not overdo his hair by putting too much force on the brush and having it roam through it. "So, how often do you stay busy instead of paying attention to your own son?"

  Lola's expression became priceless; considering she couldn't show any sign of resentment for how he talked to her.

  She hesitated, but decided to ask a legitimate question, "Why would you say that? I care about your behalf more than I care about my own job as General. It's just hard for me being a single mother and being the ringleader of an enormous army. Don't go thinking that I love Crystal more than I love the boy I brought into this world eighteen years ago. Don't do that. OK, I care about you and you're my son."

  Hitachi was still a bit too young to understand what his mother's been through, far as being emotionally crushed about her husband abandoning her with their child in her womb.

  "I'll give you some room if you need it, Hitachi," Lola inquired, approaching the door and simultaneously turning around. The room fell silent, and not a single footstep behind the door to the outside hallways was descending. "You'll soon understand one day why things kept going sorrow. Trust me; you'll know your stuff from me; as your only mother. I promise--"

  "Mom," Lola's son interjected him. "Can you please stop pretending to be my 'mom', then? I do trust you, but if you keep rubbing this whole 'Dad' incident in my face then it'll show that you're only doing it to justify your way of getting my attention. I've always been on the verge of listening to you, but it's like you only do that because that's the first thing that comes to your mind is 'dad, dad, dad, dad, dad'."

  "OK, I'm just trying to be reasonable with you," Lola stated, trying very hard to not let her frustrations get the best of her. "You should be lucky that you're my son and care about you. It just makes me feel a certain way that you don't trust me. Remember that, dammit."

  "I'll remember that if you stop being so stressed out all the damn time, then maybe we can get along easily," Hitachi bellowed, but felt his wrist pinned down by his mother's right palm.

  The two of them looked down and noticed something uncertain. Lola had thought of regretting the day she even made him feel as if he's unwanted and unappreciated.

  In exchange of showing an apology, she pecked her lips against the left side of his forehead and thought of slowing down a bit. Considering that these two have not always had the best relationship for the last eleven years.

  "Hitachi," Lola said while being next to him. "I apologize for saying that stuff. Like I said to you before, it's not very easy me trying to maintain an army of this magnitude. You have to understand the quality of this army has always been very high and it ruins my chance of trying to be around my only son."

  Lola extended another kiss to his cheek and released his wrist, which was a bit numb from the force she placed when her palm rammed downward.

  "I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't realize you had it like that," Hitachi replied while chuckling.

  "Well, finish getting dress and be at my office in a few hours," Lola said while walking in the direction of his bedroom door and left out.

  She exited the door as she saw there was no one standing outside. The hallways were cleared out and not a speck of foot tracks were spotted on the ground, which was a good thing for Lola, since she's not the type to like filthy.

  It's not so easy trying to explain to your child what you've been through in your younger days; Lola's thought had encouraged her to advance to the next room. She arrived at was Sonya Amili's; her more feisty and humorous daughter-figure, and also one of the kids she's raised for the last fifteen years. Now let me see what this little rascal's been doing since I woke her behind up a while ago.

  That thought made her giggle as she entered without knocking, which is what she's done to most of the females of the team, regardless if they're dressed appropriately or not.

  ***

  Chapter 3 - Meeting About The Massacre

  Lola entered the room, she had expected for Sonya to be wide awake, but she was still asleep, like she's always have been. It agitated her mother-figure about her sleeping during the day when she's needed for different situations.

  "Sonya, I know damn well you're not trying to stay asleep throughout this ceremony tonight," Lola uttered in an aggressive tone. "That's it. I can't take anymore of you sleeping until noon, missy. Now get your ass out bed this instant."

  "Five more minutes, Lola. You made me stay up until two in the morning doing chorus as my punishment," Sonya spoke quietly, but loud enough for Lola to hear her.

  "That's your fault for disobeying me yesterday when I told you to be in your room by eight last night. Now I said get up. Once when the ceremony is over, then you can have all the rest you want," Lola quoted. It was only a matter of time before she went on the verge of flipping the bed over along with Sonya's body with it. "Now I said get your behind up before we start having problems, young lady."

  Sonya moaned childishly, flopping the blankets wildly and moving over towards the kitchen at a fast pace. It showed how immature she can be when it comes to being bossed around on a daily basis, but she had to learn the hard way in how she could deal with it.

  "Ugh," Lola sighed in disgust. "I swear. You're as stubborn as Alex most of the time, always trying to do things your ways without questioning. But, I guess that's one of the things I like about the two of you, seeming how you two act like more than friends."

  Sonya squinted, mortified by the terms used by Lola and how she couldn't react to it in a proper manner. The shower became her next thought once Lola left out of the room after telling her she had to get dress for tonight's ceremony. But Sonya wasn't the only youngster Lola had to deal with when it came to "tough-guy" attitudes.

  I don't even know why Sonya would even intend on having the same personality as Alex, Lola thought, approaching the last door of the hallway where the four children had been resting on. Now, I have to deal with this young man, who is short-tempered sometimes and can't seem to help but use profanity sometimes.

  The door had opened and Alex had been dressed a lot sooner than Lola had anticipated. He had taken a shower an hour before Lola had even woke up, brushed his teeth, placed his ceremony attire on and began grooming his hair. It didn't take too long for him to realize Lola's appearance as he remained smiling. He turned his body around and gave out a charming smiling, embracing Lola to the point where he still has more than enough that she could entrust him without the shadow of a doubt.

  "You look handsome, Alex," Lola stammered, not used to giving a young man compliment about his looks. "It appears that you've matured even more since you left the Academy, right?"

  "Eh," Alex said, slightly agreeing with Lola's statement. "I mature whenever I feel like it. It's my personality at the end of the day; what the hell can you do about it?"

  Lola approached him, extending a kiss to his forehead and winked at him, making his face turn a blood red. Lola focused her attention on the door as she exited without uttering another word.

  That kiss... was awesome, Alex thought excitingly. I had always thought that Lola would be crazy as hell at times, but this. This is ridiculously amazing. Thank Light of Diamond I'm born into this army.

  Lola had left out of the room, but suddenly had someone made direct contact through Energy Stream; an ability that allows any warrior class like General, Agent, or Soldier to exchange bearable energy from their throats and straight towards the brain, utterly linking their appearance anonymously to those they intend to make contact with.

  General Mizuka, Shizuka Siya, one of Lola's childhood friends and the Western General of the Intoxian Army, spoke telepathically. We need you to come down the meeting room. We've very crucial and you must come at once.

  I'll be there in fifteen minutes, Lola replied, turning around and walking in the opposite direction, leading her to an elevator that's contains over
five-hundred floors. Lola's floor is one-thousand ; it's the only floor that she's allowed to have access to, no one else without her permission are permitted to attend the Core General's office.

  ***

  "Now, how long ago has it been since Bloodlust made their attack?" Shizuka asked before placing a mug of coffee toward her lips.

  Brook Aruba stated, the Southern General of the Intoxian Army, "Warehouse 102, not more than two hours earlier. I don't know what had happened, but I caught word of it by the S.R.I."

  "How come we never got that information from them?" Shizuka asked, feeling suspicious to why their corner of the organization was never informed. "We're usually the first ones to address you guys, am I right?"

  "Now, now. Let's not get too hasty. Surely most of us are just as curious as you are. We have way less soldiers, not to mention that we're rarely around on certain aspects. The only time we were able to be around was during the desperate battle to prevent Bloodlust Revelation from achieving their goal years ago. For more than a decade, people have feared that organization would soon strike again," Brook stated, standing up and walking over towards the counter for a mug of coffee. "Don't think you think that we should be focusing on the Warehouse Massacre?"

  Shizuka sighed, patiently hoping to get some decent information about the Bloodlust Revelation group and what they intend to do; leading her to another question, "You think they were after the Diary Symbols?"

  "No, it's literally impossible for them to figure out where the Symbols are located. Lola knows where they are, but she won't say it; which I don't blame her. Well, from what I caught," Brook continued. "There were either two or three members of that group that attacked most of the employees and employers. It's not a rumor, it's the truth. How do you expect to predict what Bloodlust would do if they only attack something important once a year and proceed with their own missions of insanity?"

  "That's a question I've been meaning to ask General Mizuka once she got here, since you mentioned the part to where they only attack once a year," Shizuka admitted instead of lying to herself. "It wasn't too long before I went down there. If recall correctly, you and I were both on vacation with our husbands and they couldn't have been there during the assault. That's an enormous company, filled with thousands and thousands of hard working men. Now how the fuck do you get away with murder anonymously?"

  "You don't," came Lola's voice as she entered the room without being noticed. "You only do that if you're phenomenal at it. Only amateur criminals wouldn't be able to get away with homicide."

  The three Generals of their own army of the world all turned towards Lola, who had arrived a few seconds after Brook stood up from the chair and managed to obtain all the attention in her needs.

  The fourth General, Eastern coast, Tornado Poison, had remained sitting down with his arms crossed as he continued eating his meal. "Glad to have you join us, Lola. I'm more than certain that you're aware of the massacre catastrophe?"

  "I know what Black and his comrades are capable of," Lola began speaking, noticing that some of the others had glanced at her without contempt, knowing that she's the smartest general who knew more than her stuff about what it's like being a leader of an enormous. "I would have got in contact with you guys, but you need to understand that there has to more than a massacre occurring at the warehouse. What about the Black Widows group who were involved of the day of that woman's demise? There were members of that group that wanted her dead as well. I hope they all got the satisfaction they craved."

  "You make some valid points. I found it pretty irrelevant that half of the people of that group didn't want anything to do with the incident of Diamond's death; but the Diary Symbols were the only they really wanted. They didn't want to kill her, but she made it very difficult for herself. Even if I was fighting to protect her as best as I could, I didn't even stood a chance against them. We never wanted Diamond to leave because she was one of the best people to ever play the role of general."

  "That does make sense. If it weren't for her advice to how to be a good leader and be fair to everyone, I wouldn't know where I be at now had my soldiers turned their backs to me and left," Shizuka stated. "But that's besides the point; no disrespect, Lola."

  "I understand that, after all, you called me down here for this meeting; I hope it's more info on the group," Lola expected. The room fell silent and no one knew what else to say.

  After a few moments of silence, it took Tornado a few words to catch Lola by surprise, "Well, we do know that attacking the Warehouse wasn't their only objection, they had other missions planned out as well."

  "Far as?" Lola asked, seating down after taking the coffee she requested before she came downstairs.

  "Half of the employees have survived by escaping dramatically. Some have been injured and the rest were killed," Tornado stated. He took another sip from his mug before continuing, "But all I know is that there are only two members of that group who would have the audacity to actually breach past the security unnoticeably and get away with killing one person after another."

  "What else do you think they would have wanted?" Lola asked, relaxing herself by sitting and leaning the chair back. "Surely they would have wanted more blood samples from Diamond. And plus, she lost all her human life form on the day she lost the title as General."

  Shizuka and Brook thought it over, thinking that it wouldn't be easy to dissect more than enough employees in order to get to the main office of Warehouse 102. Seems unbelievable legit to the Mizuka general. Regardless if they were breaking an entry for the former General's blood sample or to do it for their own amusement, it would be feasible for them to bring Lola out of hiding; especially when she's raised Crystal these past fifteen years.

  "Here's what I don't get," Lola retorted. "Why do they even need Blood Samples when they've homicide more than enough Arubas in order to get a hold of the Diary Symbols that are embedded deep within Crystal's skin?"

  "It's irrelevant for me to answer that, Mizuka," Shizuka answered, struggling to understand the circumstances herself. "Like I said, there's a slight chance that they could be sending other members after Crystal for her power. I don't think they'd have any intentions of killing her once they've abducted her, but they'd only want to awaken the Avarian Beasts once she's no longer the host of the Diary Symbols."

  "I doubt those dirty son and daughter of bitches are going to lay even a finger Crystal," Lola's voice obtained sheer determination of protection. "Since when did a fifteen year old had to be the next target of a dark organization who does and takes things without second thoughts or without negotiating?"

  "Apparently, Bloodlust Revelation would be that kind of group. There's no doubt whatsoever to why they need the Diary Symbols, when they failed to obtain and take control of it fifteen years ago," Brook stated, trying to make a valid point to what lead the Bloodlust to attack what is by far the most popular construction company on the planet of Intoxia. "Despite all the time that Black and his group has been plotting to abduct that young lady, you have to be mindful that it's not just her life that their after, Lola. It's the Diary Symbols."

  "That's enough," Lola's voice nearly boomed through the room, strangely surprising Shizuka. "I told you that they're not to lay a finger on the girl that I have put my life on hold for. If they wish to make another attack, then have them come down here and we can settle our business with them. But I wish for them to leave her out of it. And if they can't accept that, then we kill them."

  "How do you intend to kill them if they're out of our leagues? These are six dangerous members who were once known as 'Intoxia Warriors' who fought on Diamond's side around the time she's been in charge," Shizuka quoted, standing her ground and not letting her outrageous opinion get to her.

  Lola couldn't find the right answer to Shizuka's question. Instead she continued toward the door with a stern glare. The three Generals understood the reaciton the Core General made and recognized themselves with that same concerned look of contempt mask.r />
  "Seems to me that Black is the one thing that's crossed Lola's mind whenever his name is mentioned," Tornado uttered without feeling a heartbeat.

  ***

  Chapter 4 - Diary Book

  “Took you long enough,” Lisa said as she waited patiently outside for Black.

  “It didn’t take you that long to kill as much of those employees before we even had the chance to breaking into the Warehouse undetected,” Black replied, possessing the Sheruga DNA that had Diamond’s blood held inside.

  “Not really. Since you don't want to explain in great, vivid detail. Not to mention that you don't trust me,” Lisa applied sadly, not feeling too pleased about their mission accomplishing without reinforcements. “After all, it’s Crystal we’re after, right? We’ve waited for a long time; for years, we’ve prepared. I’m sure that our dear Lola would be more than happy to see us again for the first time since Diamond’s demise.”

  “You and I will be going after her tonight,” Black corrected, he had other missions planned out for hisself and Lisa.

  ***

  In the training room, with no other warriors or soldiers around, one woman that represents the Hinura Bloodline is all alone; training for any missions that she'd always be assigning or preparing herself for. Her features are oddly red hair, two elbows gloves, and she usually wears small shorts that go up to her thighs. Two swords as she swiftly motions herself around with her speed accelerating.