Who: Diana Larkin What: Her ticket into the Resistance. Where: St. Bride's Church, Fleet Street, London When: Late Friday night, July 29th, 2011 Warnings: Death and crazy!
All it took was one word from her master, and Diana was a force unleashed. She could do anything once she put her mind to it. She could hurt and be hurt and hurt some more. She could kill, and she did kill. She killed for him, and she killed because they weren't good enough for him. None of them were. They were all just... animals. Animals that needed to be slaughtered.
But she went among them, and she chose them, because she was a good little girl and she always had been. She did what she was told, and she found who she needed. A Johanna, an Anthony, a Lovett, and a Barker. She brought them all together and made them watch each other die, one by one. Killed them with a razor – an expensive one, a shiny one, and it shined even brighter covered in blood. She'd never killed like him before, but now she understood, she and the Judge both. Feeling the spray, watching them choke. It was all very exciting.
But it was just over so quickly. That was disappointing, but no matter, the deed was done. The masterpiece finished. The only thing left to do was sign it.
For R. With love and vengeance, ~ The Judge
In blood, of course. Or in the absence of blood, rather. The church floor was drenched in it, and she traced the words into the pool with a long, elegant finger. Clearly a woman's hand. She loved it. Satisfied, she left, knowing she was a monster. Her father would be so proud.