Revenge - *Movella of the Year 2015*

After the death and destruction which plagued her life, she only wants one thing: revenge for what they did to her all those years ago. She will serve justice, but at what cost?


4. Confrontation...

I tore through the maze of corridors, the speed of my feet matched only by the rate of my pounding heart. Adrenaline continued to rush through my body as I continued to ignore the pain in my ankle. My mother… My own mother had done this to me. She had caused me so much pain and loss during my life and now, I had reached a point where nothing that she could say or do could hurt me anymore. For all those years, she forced me to learn about warfare and train until I was assigned a mission. But I failed terribly, instead falling in love with my target. I lost my mother that day; this other woman was not the same as she used to be and was more like a darker version, tainted by the hell and the torture. She was dead to me. 

As I burst into the lab the cold familiarity forced me to shiver; it looked exactly the same as I remembered. Immediately, the pungent smell of sulphur and blood filled me with dread. It brought back too many dark, horrific memories but I continued to strive forwards: for him…  

 Tables covered with metal instruments and tubes filled with various different murky chemicals were scattered around the room and I could see a heavy trail of blood spread along the floor. A figure was stood in front of me wearing a flowing white lab coat and a thick black pair of glasses. It was her: my mother. It was the woman from my nightmares was stood, looming in front of me. A vast wave of explosive anger washed over me but I was rooted to the spot in fear. I wanted to lash out and attack but was almost paralysed just being in the presence of this  woman.       

Her lips formed a cruel smile. Her dark red lipstick was too much but as well as the copious amount of eyeliner she wore, made her look more intimidating but for some reason I guessed that was intentional. She smiled; a smile full of hatred and meaningless victory. Then there was quiet. Nothing happened.  The eerie sound of silence seemed to ring out in absence. For the last few months, I had done nothing but listen to the silence but it was at that moment that I finally accepted it but it was almost peaceful and calm; not empty like before. The illusion only lasted a few brief seconds before it was cruelly shattered.       

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  "I knew that you'd come," she remarked, no hint of emotion entering her voice.                                                                               "I know," I responded smoothly. There was nothing else I could say. 

"You were always so easy to manipulate,” she said as she almost glided towards me. I tried to pull back, I tried to run, I tried to get away from the pitiless woman but still, I couldn’t move.                                                           

Are you ready for your next mission?”                                                                                                                                                    “Is that what I am to you?! Just another little agent betraying and killing people  for you?!”                                                         “Of course, you were never anything more,” she responded coldly. The words hit me like and icy blast as a single tear warmly rolled down my cheek. I already knew how she felt but hearing her speak the words somehow stung and made feel hollow. My mother... My own mother... 

I had seen the files and I knew the truth: She was a merciless killer who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals. She was just another monster that I had to fight. I promised him that I would never help her again but now he was dead and it was her fault. The image of him in my head filled me with rage and a burning desire for revenge  She lured me into a trap which I could never escape from. I  had had enough. I had had enough of the games and the torture. It would end today… 

She had the nerve to smile. Suddenly, I was free from my fear and threw my fist towards her without a single thought but she caught the punch. She held my fist and gradually applied pressure; an intense blast of pain rushing up my arm. I tried to prevent myself from screaming but still, I cried out in pain. With a deadly smirk on her face, she released me before shoving me backwards. As I stumbled back, I grabbed my throbbing wrist. I had never seen this side of the woman I once loved but it was exactly as the files had described her. Until that moment, I truly wasn't sure what to do next but as I saw the twisted look on her face, I could see through every single lie that she ever told me and I knew what needed to be done. 

As she turned her back on me and faced her various vast monitor screens, I carefully slid my bag down from my shoulders. This was it, this was my plan to end it all…                                                                                                                                                                          “You never did care did you?! You just used me…” I shouted, attempting to distract the woman. I was just another victim in a long line of people this woman had manipulated and forced to do as she commanded. That is how she saw me but I now saw her for the monster that she truly was, I  knew the truth. 

As she turned back round to face me, her eyes glinted in fear as she saw what I was holding.                                                                                                                                                                       "You wouldn't," she began but something inside of me had shattered and I was not the same naïve person that I saw all those months ago. I would do that ever was necessary.                                                                                                                                                                                           

"I would. I will press this trigger and blow up this place. Me, you and all of your research and labs. You don't know me and you certainly don't own me. You have no idea what I'm willing to do!" I yelled back at her.                                                             

 "You would destroy everything? Why? You want to forgive yourself but can't whilst I'm still alive?"                                                                                                                                                                        "No, I want revenge. You took everything from me and now I will take it all from you. I will serve justice and to avenge the many souls that I have wronged."                                                       

  "You dare-"                                                                                                                                                                                                         "Oh I dare! You killed the person that I loved the most, you destroyed my home and left me in the ashes to try and make amend for what I... For what you forced me to do!"                                                                                                                                                                       "Go on then!" She urged but for a moment I hesitated, giving her the opportunity that she needed. She pulled out an advanced energy gun and pointed it at me. Her finger suddenly tensed around the trigger. A bolt of blood red energy leapt through the air until it hit my chest. Within a moment, I was thrown backwards and hit the floor with a sickly crack. My ankle was numb and I couldn't feel the rest of my leg. I couldn't escape, I couldn't get out but I already knew that; I wasn't expecting to survive this...                                                                                                                                                                   

"Give up now!" The woman demanded as she took small step towards me.                                                                                                                                                                     "No... I will not," I used the back wall to support myself as I stumbled to my feet, carefully not putting my weight onto my ankle. 

“You did this to me! You made me into this! You forced me to betray and kill those that I loved… I lost and they all died because of me! Kill me if you're feeling kind, if that is what you want or spare me, it makes no difference to me but if I'm going down, you are too! Because if I have learnt one thing in all my time as you little double agent: I have nothing left to lose! I yelled channelling all of my fire, rage and sadness into my hand as I slammed down onto the trigger.                                                                                                               

"Boom..." I muttered as flames exploded and tore through the building.


Then there was simply darkness... 

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