Wholly Undead 111 A Scream To Late

[Russell, focus on killing Stephanie Chaoshood, then retreat quickly. That's when I will start the party.] Mark mentally messaged Russell.

[Russell understands cho, Lord Mark.] A grunt and hurried voice came in reply through the mental messaging.

Mark nodded a few times, as he turned to follow his subordinates to the major camp on the hill.

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[Mistress!] A shriek voice mentally messaged Leslie, who was currently laying within Jack's evening tomb, with Emily.

[Report, Agent Abigail.]

[Startling news has been uncovered! There are ma.s.sive amounts of Hexplosives under the HQ of the Southeastern Undead Trading Company here in Nogore!!]

Leslie poped the mechanism of the tomb, and say up, [WHAT???]

[It's enough Hexplosives to level a fifth of the City...!] Abigail reported.

[Has Boss Crag taken over the SE Undead Trading Company, yet?!]

[He finished completing the take-over one week ago. This appears to be unrelated to Boss Crag. We have detained a suspect, and tortured the information out of him, except he will only tell Us that his master is called 'The Monocle.']

[Holy f.u.c.k, former-Marquis Mark! How did you slip this by me!?!?] Leslie thought to her self!

[Did the suspect state how or when these will be set off?] Leslie asked quickly.

[They are hand detonated. He had a device on him, that indicated he was going to trigger the Hexplosives. He said that 'Lord Monocle would hand down the order on high, and tell them to start the party.]

[Party?]

[That's what she referred to the hexplosive detonation.]

[Can we remove the hexplosives? How are they implemented?]

[They are buried under the bas.e.m.e.nt of the HQ. We should be able to remove them with magic. I have already contact Agent Susan. She has in return contacted several Master Alchemist to come and a.s.sist in removal.] Abigail explained hurriedly, but dutifully.

[...If it's him, it wouldn't just be under one... He always had a tight relationship with CEO George. Either CEO George is behind this, or he slipped in some undead into his business. Knowing him, he slipped undead... It's just his style.] Leslie quickly added up in her mind, before issueing orders.

[Attention all Silent Scream Agents! Any Agents that are close to their respective Cities, quickly a.s.sess the Southeastern Trading Company branch located in that City. We have reports there are possible Hexplosives planted under the branch offices capable of destroying large portions of their home Cities. There are at least one enemy agent among the ranks at each office with a detonator. Do not stop at just one detonator. Turn every stone. Now go!]

Fifty banshee agents replied mentally in unison, [[[[[[[Yes, Mistress!]]]]]]]

Leslie was dazed for a moment. It had been a really long time since she had to endure so many mental messages at one time, as she held her head.

Emily had long awoke to see Leslie sitting holding her head, "What's wrong?"

"...Sister has work... I will leave you here. This is Jack's evening tomb... Lock it from the inside. It's the King's tomb so, unless an Ancestor Ranked Cultivated descends, they can not crack this tomb. You will be safe. I need to go check on something." A bad feeling was whaling up inside of Leslie, this news with what she already knew happening in Zitergall... Didn't lead to a good ending.

"Are you sure?" Emily asked, as she didn't want Leslie to leave.

Leslie patted Emily on her knee, "I'm positive. I just have to check on some minor work issues. I'll be back when I'm done. Why don't you cultivate while I'm gone. Work on what I told you."

"Al-alright. I really do need to get stronger, if I am to help Jack. Emily nodded."

Leslie smiled, as she crawled out of the tomb. She stood there, until the lid of the evening tomb slid back into place, covering Emily within...

Leslie left for her room. She got into her evening tomb, and fold her hands across her belly. With a few shakes of her shoulders, the Banshee form of Leslie tore from her corporal container. She quickly disregarded the bit of pain, as she flew through the bony ceiling of her room, and through the many floors of the Palace to reach outside. In the dark of the night of the Holy City of Saigunrai, Leslie looked to the branch office of the Southeastern Undead Trading Company.

She looked to the dim Skull of the Sun G.o.d, [Jack... I think I'm going to need you soon.] Leslie shook her head, as she flew unnoticed to the branch office. Though the wall she descended, and she floated right into three of her Agents.

[[[Mistress.]]] The three stopped and bowed.

[We have no time for games. Find the enemy, strip them, and Agent Elizabeth bring Alchemist Chaoshood back here. I don't care if you reveal yourself. We will just alter his memories later.]

[[[Yes, Mistress.]]]

With the help of Leslie, the Banshees located two enemies that had detonators as they tried to come into branch office, and with a bit of torture, no! Persuasion! She learned that the detonators had to be close to the hexplosives to active.

After she relaid this information to her Agents, she turned her back to hold her head for a moment, as a bit of ghostly black blood oozed from her nose. Feeling a trickle, she touched her face, to find the evidence of a nose bleed, [...I need a higher cultivation for ma.s.s mental messaging.] Feeling a bit fatigued and off, she turned back to her banshees.

[Take them to the Black Prison, and have Alchemist Chaoshood take care of the hexplosives. I take my leave now.] Leslie turned and floated through the wall, as her Agents bowed behind her.

She floated high into the sky... [Jack... It would be really good time to return...] Leslie thought to herself, she thought to herself if she wanted to disturb him.

Leslie thought to herself, as she decided to make her way to the south... To Zitergall.

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In the chaos of Zitergall, Agent Alida was racing against time to find the enemy agents that was responsible for detonating the hexplosives.

In her invisible banshee form, she ducked and dodged the battle between General Russell and Warmarshal Verruca. Stephanie Chaoshood had already received heavy damage, and she wasn't sure if she was still alive, after being smacked through a few buildings.

"General Russell, die you d.a.m.n dirty ape!" Warmarshal Verruca bellowed, as Agent Alida watched her jump in the air, and smash her flail into the giant gorilla's chest crusting it inward, toppling the giant.

As much as Agent Alida was a huge fan of Warmarshal Verruca, and wanted to continue to watch, her Mistress' orders were absolute, with the necessity to preventing the imminent blast.

Through the fire and the flames, she found a dark undead darting through the alleyways of the Zitergall. She quickened her pace to catch up to them, clipping the corner of buildings, as she pa.s.sed through the walls.

She had decided to kill them, instead of keeping them for interrogation. The true dead don't activate hexplosives. As the dark figure turned the corner, a dark claw reached out from the building beside him to claw into their chest. The dark claw pa.s.sed through the skin of the giest, and directly attacked the soul.

Black blood spurt from her target, as they made a motion to it's inner robes. Another claw from Alida caused the soul to burst, and the geist slumped to the ground.

The banshee agent searched the robes of the dark figure, discovering it was a female geist. She found a device where it had reached too... She kept the device, as it became ethereal with her form.

[Mistress said there was at least two...!] Alida quickly made it through the Cities' ruined scape to find her next target, as she would make loops to the South Eastern Undead Trading Company Office Branch.

She looked up to see General Russell, in his ape form, leaping over the wall of Zitergall with his caved chest. She also seen many of the Jakahn Troops retreating through the north entrance, as she made another round.

She felt a presence, as she looked up to see her Mistress in the sky of Zitergall.

[Mistress Leslie! I found one, but I'm not able to find any others.] Agent Alida messaged quickly.

[There must be more than one. The device that we know must be used in close range. Keep around the branch office. I will help, as well! Make haste!] Agent Alida nodded.

She circled around a few more times, until she seen another dark figure wearing similar robes to the last. This time they were much quicker than the last one.

Alida flew toward the figure with all her speed, and reached out with her dark claw. Just as the claw was going to strike, she seen the figure blur, and two dark figures replaced the former. These two figures took different paths along the alleyways to reach the Branch Office.

Mark was standing on his hill on high, as he over looked the City in the distance, "General Russell did good. Who else here is ready to Have-Blast??? I know I am..."

General Jacob and General Lee were standing on the left and right of Mark respectively.

"Let's see the fireworks then." General Jacob said rather blandly. He felt this war wasn't as glorious as he had first imagined, but he was already riding the back of the tiger.

Mark mentally messaged, [Are you ready Illusionist Genie?]

[My life for the Monocle, my lord.] A replied was returned.

[Good bye... Illusionist Genie.] Mark said, solemnly.

[Good bye... My lord.]

Agent Alida destroyed the first shadow, as it was just an illusion. She quickly changed course to get to the second shadow making its way to the branch office. She flew through many buildings, but she seen the figure into the office, as it burst through its window.

[MISTRESS! I HAVE FAILED! I CAN'T STOP THEM!] Agent Alida quickly messaged Leslie.

"EVERYONE TO COVER!" Leslie's scream rocked the City, as she launched herself high in the air before a deafening roar drowned out her voice, as the ground rumbled, and the City cracked. The walls of the City fall to the south side, and a runic fire roared through the city, consuming many unprepared warriors of Deagoth.

On his hill Mark watched with a satisfied feeling, as he nodded his head a few times viewing the mushroom cloud forming over the city of Zitergall, as he steadied himself from the shock wave.