Praise_Suleiman

This story follows Delenor and her quest for her mother, Gengs. Gengs is an Immortal that had quite the number of children. Her children went out of control and ambushed her, leading to her disappearance. The world turned to chaos as Gengs was the only one keeping her children's powers in check. After a year, Delenor one of Geng's children had taken it on herself to find Gengs. She believes her mother is the only one who can save the world.

The Geng's Chronicles: Rise of the Clones.

The street was silent except for the smooth hum of Delenor's bike. She puffed and accelerated the bike.

Remember the location the bartender gave you, she continued to assure herself as she rode along the bare roads. Her mind wandered again.

How can you trust what he said when he just sold you out.

She slowed down her bike once she heard some noises, shants of acclamation. She parked her bike some distance and made her way to the noise on foot. She stumbled on piles of snow, and the yellongs grew louder as she approached them. She joined the crowd but didn't shant like the rest.

The place was packed to the gills with people and that gave her trouble as they obstructed her view. She forced her way into the crowd and tried pushing herself to the front but that proved futile –she wasn't the strong type. She tapped the shoulder of an old man near her.

"Please can you tell me what's going on?" She whispered.

"You don't know , do you, it's an execution," he said with a troubled tone. He rubbed his gray hair and continued, "Primary Child Vodtak is executing some teenagers who were caught contacting the rebellion."

He grimaced. "I pity the parents," he said. "These kids are…"

Delenor left him hanging and forced her way to the front with more vigor this time.

"No no no," she whispered as she pressed forward. A guy proved to be a brick wall but a good shoulder tackle took him off. She got to the front and pulled up her mask.

She saw Vodtak standing beside two teenagers whose hands were strapped behind them with electronic cuffs. Some dim neon lights illuminated the scene as Vodtak gestured for the younger one to be brought closer to him. Two lesser children dragged her closer to him while another two restrained the older one. He yelled as his struggles to break free proved futile. Vodtak raised fist to the girl and opened his hand.

Wind blades dug themselves through the girl's throat, spraying blood on the floor. She fell to the ground and gagged. Delenor squeezed her eyes shut and looked away. She had seen a lot of these but it never got old. Her eyes opened as Vodtak spoke up.

"This, my subjects," he gestured to his victims. "is what happens to the treacherous scums amongst our populace."

He turned from the crowd back to his victims. The boy has already been released. He fell to the girl and held her in his arms. Delenor could hear him wail and weep. Vodtak, with a smirk on his face, spoke up again.

"Now, for the finale," he gathered more wind blades in his right hand and flung them at the pair. A shriek followed by a bout of silence ended the boy's wailing. Their blood like red paint soiled the snow.

This mustn't be real, Delenor thought as she switched to the uv display. It was real. Bouts of deep breaths followed after this realization. She turned away from the place and forced her way through the crowd. She ran for her bike stomping on the snow as tears rolled from her eyes. She entered the bike and it activated itself. She leaned her head slowly on the dashboard and more tears ran down on her face.

"You are not hiding," she whispered. She remained silent for a while and sat up using her hands to clean her eyes. She adjusts the comms on her visor.

She swallowed, "Commander Maurice,"

Chapter 4