Chapter 67: Heroine Chapter: A handful isn’t he?
Chapter POV: Jasmine Denel
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"Jo! Over here!" After we rewound, I pulled my sister into the safe house I had prepared in advance. Ever since we got back to Europe, reapers have been trying to capture us. Myron just let slip that the one pursuing us was none other than Clive Zanardi, the Revenant of Europe.
"Jas! What do we do? Myron was the only one who even talked to us!" Josephine chattered hyperactively. She was always like this.
No matter how mature she behaved, when it was just the two of us, her mentality reverted to that of a child. Like the one who had been shivering in the dark all those years ago.
'Jasmine, the thunder is scary... Mommy and Daddy are gone. Can I please sleep with you? I will be good. Pretty please?'
We were not related by blood, but I loved her more than anyone else in the world. The Benellis, who owed my parents their lives, took me in to repay the favor.
But despite all their warm intentions, I was brought in to serve as a maid. Everyone told me to remember that I was nothing more than a servant.
However, Jo not only treated me as her sibling, but also made sure that I knew that everything she had was mine.
We have relied on each other ever since. When we were lonely, scared, and anxious, we looked to each other for strength. Of course, as her big sister, I had to take care of her.
"Josephine, calm down. With {Listen} and {Perceive}, they won't find us unprepared again. We also can use {Rewind} like we did to escape just now. Our current priority is to leave the continent and move our battlefront to North America," my voice was calm as I tried to reassure her.
Even if we got out with false identities, the Reapers would ambush us in Hellsgate come nightfall. So moving the battle fronts was just as important as leaving Italy.
Unfortunately, Myron was the last person I could ask to help us with fake identities and supplies. At my wit's end, I was about to lose hope.
"Jas, do you think we can call Bella? Didn't she say to come to her if we needed help?"
Isabella Taurus' face came to mind. She was one of the few people that Husband trusted. Although I didn't like the way she acted as his wife, knowing Husband, she would earn his wrath if Bella left us to die.
"It is worth a try, let us register in the Graveyard and try to contact her. The contact directory should only have a few entries for July."
"Got it! I will register as Vela, like in my dream. What will you use?" Josephine asked energetically.
'I swear, the speed with which my sister shifted gears was a mystery.'
Just the memory of Bella and probably the man I called my husband gave Jo all her energy back. As much as I wanted to scold my sister. Like her, I could not stop myself from smiling when I remembered him.
Back in Hellsgate, when a Normie bit me on the neck, I was ready to die. But like a bright dawn after a long night, my husband heroically arrived to save us. We may have gotten off on the wrong foot, but I was drawn to John Smith from the moment we met.
In a single night, my husband showed valor, competence, and unshakeable will. Most of his actions were madness. He fought dozens by himself, used a flying gorilla to take down an undead brute. And even traded blows with a Revenant.
But each time, he persevered and won. There were numerous instances when Jo and I just wanted to give up. But in all those moments, like the North Star, my husband led the way.
He would never give up. Of course, as his wife, I couldn't allow myself to fall behind. As long as we live under the same sky, I refuse to not be by his side!
'My goal has not changed. I will kill that thing whether I am alone or not. But your aid will make it much easier. I need you, Jasmine. Please help me.'
His face, the one I adored so much, overlapped with another. Montu. The name of the man in my dreams. Similar to Jo, I began to have visions of a single event since our return to Earth.
Using the Internet, I quickly deduced that the persona I was experiencing the dream as was an Egyptian goddess named Satis.
Satis was a goddess of war under the command of Horus. With her was another deity who shared the same domain. He was the Falcon-headed god of war, Montu.
Together they fought the enemies of Pharaoh. In my dreams, John wore a Falcon headdress analogous to the image the current world made him to be.
This dream, along with two other incidents, connected me with John Smith. I didn't know what it meant yet, but my life was already inseparable from his. Consequently, my only concern was to get Jo and myself back to his side. Since I already had a name in mind, I replied to Josephine.
"I will register as Satis. Bella works for CORE, if she is paying attention she should find us quickly."
"Satis? Why such a strange name?" Jo asked harmlessly.
Even though I knew my sister had no malice, I wanted to tease her. I replied, pretending to be hurt. "How rude! Like Vela is any better! Just finish the registration, you brat!"
"What? I wasn't... Hey! Vela is cute! It's a hundred times better than Satis! Apologize!"
"No! Your name is lamer! Anyway, let's try to find Isabella or the others," I tried to change the subject.
"Eh... Do you know anything about them except their nationalities or names?"
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"Cazzo!...I don't remember anything else either," Jo confessed dejectedly.
Looking at each other crestfallen, we both ended up laughing. Just then, our GRI handsets both started beeping from an incoming call. It was an invitation to a video conference.
Josephine walked closer and I answered on my phone.
The screen split in two, revealing faces that were both familiar and distant. On the left was a bespectacled, red-haired reaper from Brazil. On the right, a blue-haired American in an imposing white uniform.
Josephine cheered wildly as soon as she saw them. "BELLA! PRINCESS LILLY! Thank the Pope you found us!"
[Hi girls, glad we got to you in time,] Bella replied.
[With a reaction like that, I wonder if you even need assistance,] Lilly said with a chuckle.
[Do you need help?] The hacker from South America asked curtly.
As reassuring as the two of them were as allies, we still needed solutions to our predicament. If they were not calling for aid, but were hunting us, their offer might be a trap.
I did not want to dash Josephine's hopes, but someone had to look at the big picture. Before Josephine could answer, I asked a question of my own.
"What do you want in return? I am not naive enough to believe in noblesse oblige between reapers."
Even after a few seconds, no one answered. Lilly let out an exaggerated sigh before speaking.
[Good grief, how despicable are the Reapers around you?]
[I told you, Princess. To the Formless, who are the bottom of the barrel, charity and aid always came with strings attached, now pay up,] Bella remarked.
[Fine, in my name as Lilly Browning, I will send your toys within the day. Jasmine Denel. We are helping you for two reasons. One, because my kindred John Smith would hate it if any of you got hurt. And two, because I simply wanted to.]
[Oy! Take that back, Lilly! Honey didn't agree! You even sent me the audio recording, you bitch!]
[Fufu, my mistake. Anyway, there are currently seven of us vying for my dear's heart. I will win his affection, even as you all cling desperately to him! I refuse to be handicapped, so get here safe and sound,] Lilly challenged with crossed arms.
"OHHH! BRING IT ON LILLY! My sister and I will never lose! Darling is ours!" Jo cheered in fighting spirit.
Relief flooded my system as our situation brightened. Even indirectly, Husband was the reason for our salvation. "If that's the case, we accept. Please help us move to America, both here and in Hellsgate."
[Okay. I will process your papers to move to the NA battle front. You will unofficially be transported to our battlefront as rogues to avoid detection. Officially, both of you will be listed as MIA until your transfer is completed in a week's time, understood? Stay safe and take care of yourselves. Bella, follow what we discussed for the other things.
I will drop now.]
Like a queen, Lilly Browning left the call after saying her piece. After she left Jo asked Isabella the question that was on both of our minds.
"Bella, when did you and the Princess become so close?"
Without missing a beat, the Brazilian began to explain.
[It's a long story, but the short version is that Honey rejected the princess. So she decided to join our group to gain his favor. Don't tell anyone, but Lilly is Formless. John somehow won her heart over the weekend. As much of a bitch she is. Her status as Princess and the Untamed makes things easier.]
[As for your fake IDs and passports, some friends will come to you with them in hand. Follow their instructions and stay out of sight. I asked them to bring some firearms, so take this time to get used to them.]
[When your transfer to North America is complete, we will smuggle you out of Europe. Stay offline and use the GRIs only. I will call again tomorrow.]
A single video call somehow solved our worries, it felt incredible. Bella chatted with my sister some more before ending the call. Soon after, someone knocked on our door. We cautiously opened it and saw faces we never expected.
"Amari? Mia? Why on earth are you here?" I asked in disbelief.
The tall African man grunted in irritation. "To pay a debt. Here are fake documents and weapons that the Brazilian witch requested. I have been running around all morning for them. Tell John we are now even."
"Hi guys! WOW! Thank you so much Amari! Would you put them in the other room, please? It's already cramped in here," Jo smiled and led Amari to another room.
"Hi!" Mia greeted politely as she entered, but then she pulled me into a corner of the house and whispered.
"Hey Jasmine, what I am about to say is for your ears only. His Majesty wants you and your sister exterminated, so leave the country immediately. Also, tell John that someone leaked his information to the Grave Web. Bounty hunters from all over the world are coming for him. Everyone in your group is in danger!"
"My goodness, he is certainly a handful, isn't he?" I replied happily.
'With our problems solved, it was my turn to help him. Soar as high as you wish, my husband. I vow to destroy all who dare to stand against you.'