Prologue.
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Basque country,San Sebastian,07:00 pm
El Nacion news:
"Murder of France ambassador Icar Sandroval unveiled.The girl on fire,Debra Maria Delgado has been taken into custody after a CCTV footage showed how she killed the france ambassador in cold blood"
The colony ,09:00 pm.
El tierra prime time:
" Foul play or Truth.Debra Delgado pleads innocent.Is there any truth behind the beautiful face. What is next for her if proven guilty?"
Barcelona 09:00 pm
Hispanic daily:
"Exile to the colony for Debra Delgado. Supreme magistrate Vittorio Ponce de Leon ruled that Debra Delgado is guilty for the murder of the ambassador Icar Sandroval"
Madrid 12:00 am.
The national brief :
"Insight into the office of national Justice.Was the exile of Debra Delgado really necessary?What is the future of Espania if it keeps up with the strict law enforcement measures."
***
"He is dead"
Three syllable words.
They should have brought relief to Marlon Fellipe Perreira.
To some he was Marlon the outlaw while to others he was Marlon the Vicious.At the moment Marlon the vicious was more applicable.The words filled him with contempt.
Made him tense up.That,was out of his character.
He glared at the screen .Watched it with undivided and disgusted attention as the photos of Icar Sandroval flashed one by one.
He swallowed hard.Uncountable times he had longed for this day to come.Yet he felt bloated,irate and somewhat relieved.He could not understand it.
"Marlon,did you hear me?"His partner called.
"Was it a painful death?"Marlon asked.
"Debra stabbed him in the neck a couple of times.He was found naked and butchered on his yatch.So yes,it was painful"The partner said.
Good.
Marlon the vicious smiled for the first time since he'd heard the news.Some would have called him cruel or the famously used word, 'phsyco' but that did not matter.He had long stopped being the righteous soldier he once was.Icar did not deserve even a morsel of his sympathy.After murdering his sister in cold blood this was a good ending.Marlon only wished he'd had the chance to do it.
His sister had been avenged. The irony of it was that the deed had been done by his Debra.The woman never failed to astonish him.
"I still cannot believe it.She managed to do the exact thing we have been struggling to do in the past years.She saved us.I don't have to worry about being busted anymore"The partner said.
He was right.The partner had managed to go scot free after his friends had been arrested during the revolution.
Icar had been on his case long enough.But now,he could breath in relief.Unless another hypocritical S.O.B crying 'Justice for the nation' came up.
"When is she arriving?"Marlon asked.
"Tomorrow afternoon.What do you plan to do with her"The partner asked.
"We have unfinished business"Marlon said.
The partner remained mum.He understood Marlon's plans for the girl.
Whatever decision Marlon had made was undoubtedly final.
"The colony will not be easy on her.I cannot understand why she condemned herself to this hellish place"Marlon said.
The partner was quick to answer.
"This woman, could have been your sister.The only difference is that she outsmarted Sandroval before he got his way with her.I truly admire her.Besides,she got rid of our one big problem.I was getting tired of Sandroval's demands."
Marlon the vicious smiled again.
So he owed her.
That placed Debra Delgado further into his books.
He would protect her.He couldn't believe that his words were coming true.He had promised that once upon a time during one of their heated confrontations at her bar in San Sebastian.
For some reason the idea of having her all to himself excited him.The last time they had been together she had run him dry.Now? She wouldn't have a choice but to stay with him.
"I want her delivered to my district.Make sure of that"
The partner nodded.
"About the other business,"
Marlon blanked out as the partner chattered on.He zoomed in Debra Delgado's photo.
His thoughts went to the Latino hussy.
He traced his eyes on her face.Down to her dark hair.She was beautiful.Exactly as he remembered.She was the woman who had tormented him to no end back in the day.
To think that she would have joined him in the colony after so many years was exasperating.
But what was he supposed to do?.Did she have an inkling of what life was like in the colony?.What if he wasn't around in the first place?.She would have to starve to death.Or maybe sell herself to assholes who were starved for a good woman.Hell! Majority of those he knew did not have a care.As long as it a fuckable body.
Hah!
The joy of being in exile.
Marlon stared back at the innocent,beautiful and black orbs that stared at him.Her sinful innocence that frayed at the sims lured him in .In the civilized world she would be an accomplished bitch.Here? Not much .The women of the colony were accomplished bitches.
Thick skins,nasty and bitchy.
Debra was not that way.She looked fragile.Too fragile for her own good.
Marlon knew that the colony would break her.
He had seen it do worse things to men stronger than he was.
He only had to wait and see how she would cope.
But Marlon knew ,
She already had a savior.
"This time I'm not letting you go"
It was a vow.
***
Nothern France, Convent de' Maria Magdalene,
The veiled nun walked hurriedly down the hallways.It was dark and Cold.Her feet were frozen.A result of walking barefoot in the middle of the night.Why ,she couldn't risk having anyone hear or see her.She was on an important mission.To find a way to leave the convent and go back to her husband before it was too late.
Ever since she heard of Icar Sandroval's death and the trump who did it to him she had been restless.
Debra Delgado had led to her living the life she did now.She was getting shipped to the colony where she would be with Marlon.A happy ever after.
The nun was never allowing that to happen.
That thought skyrocketed her adrenaline and she rushed down the hallway to the basement.
Her feet screamed when she went down the ladder .She swallowed down the pain and took another step.
She was midway when she saw the dark silhouette standing behind her.
Her frightened self lost it and she tumbled down.She fell in a heap at the cold floor.
"Need help?"The partner asked in jest.
"It would have been needed a minute ago !"The nun growled as she painfully rose up.
The partner tsked.Hannah Fellipe Perreira never failed to amuse him.
"Your husband sends his regards"The partner said.
"Really,I miss him"The nun scoffed.
Marlon hated her.That was something that had been made clear when he tried to kill her years ago.
The partner laughed humorlessly.
"I want to see kalia.You were supposed to come with her"
The nun changed her pose.
"What's the use?,She will act like a stone mannequin.And,she doesn't like you.So drop it."
"Icar is dead.Kalia should know that.Its safe for her to leave now"
"For once I agree with you.Its time we meet with Marlon.He should forgive me when he learns that I took care of his little sister"The nun said.
" You haven't changed a bit hannah.You are the same selfish woman you were before.What you did to him is unforgivable.I don't think Kalia can help you"
" Oh but she will.Marlon loves her more than anything else in his f****d up life"The nun said.
"Maybe.But don't get your hopes up.I told him about Debra and he is estatic to see her again.He has always had a soft spot for her"
"I am his wife.The mother of his children .He has to respect that.Plus,he started this ridiculous war between us.Maybe time has changed his outlook on things"
"Keep praying for that Hannah.He chose Debbie over you before .What makes you think you'll have him now, especially when she will be joining him tomorrow"
"Find a way to get me out of here Torh. Please make sure that she is delivered to division three.I'm sure she'll like it there"Hannah said.No amount of sugarcoating could wipe the ice in her tone.
"You are a little vehemous for a nun .I thought this holy place changed you."The partner scoffed.
"I'm still me.How are my boys?"
"Good."The partner huffed and turned away from her.
But not before she caught the troubled look in his face.
"Spit it out"
"Bring Kalia to me.I will get you out of here."The partner said.
"When?"
She never got an answer.
The basement door opened and a very angry Head nun walked in.
"Sister Hannah,I don't think you should be in here"
Hannah knew then that she wouldn't stay holed up in the convent any longer.
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