Amanda Freckles.
Unknown.(White skin, red hair)
South African Adoptive Parties.
22 Years Old.
Female.
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Chapter VI: The Freckles II.
The Reunion of The Old Babies.
*Dis wan' ist huggin' me kinda hard..*
An indubitable african accent, but a whitened skin.
Nothing about this personnage made sense.
But it worked out nonetheless.
Though she was different, Freckles was a great character.
And her entourage, let it be officials as non-officials, they were very respectful of her.
"I heard lies."
A simple phrase, yet again, Lester suppressed his emotions.
A few hours ago, that news that devastated him hit hard.
The desperation he felt at that moment, when Damian told him his lies..
It was real.
Anger, a need for vengeance, a murder envy..
These were what went through Lester's head but it all came to dust after trivial thinking.
Lester had the ability to suppress his emotions but, at what cost.
*Lies on my death I presume if you are reacting like this. I'm sorry for the accent, it's a tic from my parents.. Long time no see, Leslie.*
"Yeah. It's been a long time Amanda, Amanda Waller."
That Red headed hair, and the cute face smattered by doting freckles..
It was definitely her, Lester Veil wanted to see the most.
*Wallie is just Fine, Leslie. I see you've taken back your role of Vigilante. I can assume safely that you took your decision then..*
Scuffing her hair backwards as she kept going with her sentence, Freckles looked amazing in her black suit.
Lester could see her feminine curves.
"I did. But it seems someone had a different opt in mind. Are you still related to Damian Stale by any chance?"
Amanda looked puzzled.
That question was not blessed by explanations, but Amanda knew that something was wrong.
*I am. He's of my team. As well as Lily Lane Gravins and her brother, Tommard Gravins. Did they do something to yo--*
"Damian Stale lied to me, my own best friend. Tommard Gravins tried to assault me but failed lamentably. Lily Lane Gravins tried to gauge me by testing my resilience. I met everyone already.. But I wonder if they know that I was the one who taught you how to protect this city... I guess not! What you up to anyway?"
Sending a few stares at the back, Amanda saw again the river of bloods laying behind her.
That too was real.
The simple death of those goons.
*The Mind stone has been stolen. These 'goons' are the handimen of Mephisto, a villain that snatched too much lives from innocents for years. And we believe that he is the cause of this mess. Before this gets to the shield's ears, I want to save up everyone's time and end this quickly, just like you taught me, Leslie.*
Lester looked happy but couldn't resume himself to show it.
Taking into account the amount of time he spent here, he concluded that talking was to be done later.
"I see. I'm sorry though, I won't be joining your team, Wallie😁. Give me a phoney if you ever need me though, I'm Here Now."
Jumping back into the darkness of the night, Lester disappeared.
And Amanda was speechless.
She knew 'A new Monster entered the fray'.
Lester Veil.
European Origin.
Afro-American Progenitors.
22 Years Old.
Male.
Thinking about the Mind stone..