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[attr="class","Jesstextbox2"][attr="class","Jessgentext2"] It had been long enough since Lawrence went missing that Jessica knew something was wrong. If she was being honest with herself she’d known something was wrong since he went missing. They always told eachother when they were going somewhere, and he hadn’t responded to his phone on the several occasions she tried to call. Plus, after millinea of serving as a soldier for one army or another she’d developed a knack for knowing when something was off. She just hadn’t wanted to believe it was true. She and Lawrence had both known that creating a life in London was dangerous with the threat of both AP and TRS who knew their faces nearby, but it had been the only place he’d really known and they had decided it was where they wanted to raise their children.

Things had been so perfect for a long while. She had a nice, regular life she’d never dreamed of having. And she had a family. Even thousands of years ago, with her parents and all her siblings surrounding her, she’d never been able to say that. She had been so blind then, considering her siblings to be nothing more than compitition that would jump at the first chance to throw her under the bus. She hadnt understood that there was real good in people, and she hadn’t believed anyone would ever want to extend that goodness to her.

Lawrence had been the one to open her eyes to the softer sides of the world. With him, life didn’t have to be a constant war. She could accept the peace so many soldiers in the past had claimed to be fighting for. Maybe she was just a fool to have believed it could be true. She had been in enough wars to know that after one ended it was only a matter of time before another began. There was always some rivalling force that wanted to take away whatever semblance of victory had been scraped together, no matter how many lives had been lost to earn it.

The problem was, she didn’t know which rival forces were at fault. She had so many enemies, and by settling down with Lawrence and letting her guard down she had not only made those enemies his, but she’d left him open to their looming threat. It had been a stupid thing to do. She should have just kept her heart hidden and stayed where she knew she had a place, because what was she left with now? Five children who had been his dream, not hers, and a loosened grip on what was real.

Years ago she would have just moved on to the next fight regardless of loose threads, but she couldn’t bring herself to do that now. She needed answers. She wanted her Lawrence back, and even if she couldn’t escape an almost certain feeling that he was already dead she would find the truth and someone would pay. A monster that had been leashed inside her for so long was coming unteathered and a small part of her was scared of what she would do.

Now, as she’d been years before, she was on her own with nothing but the beast roaring within to keep her company. Her children were away at her eldest son’s house where they would hopefully be safe until she knew what came next. She didn’t know what that was yet. She hadn’t been able to think that far ahead. Rather, she was left ungrounded, unable to so much as estimate what the rest of her life would look like once the dust settled.

As it was, Jess’ skills were rusty. If she’d been paying more attention before he was taken it would have been easier to piece together what had happened. She hadn’t had any of the safety measures she’d depended on in her past life to know who had entered through which doors, and her house had been easy to navigate without the assailants leaving any trace of their presence. Assuming they’d come into the house at all. She was left with no idea where to start save for hunting down her enemies one by one. And the first of those enemies had positioned themselves right in front of her door.

She had known her house was being watched for a while, and as time ticked on her patience wore thin. A long ponytailed man she recognised from the TRS had taken position outside, putting himself right in her path for vengeance. She’d always found the best luck letting others make the first move, especially when they thought she wasn’t aware they were readying to attack, but if he was going to spend all night staking her out she wasn’t going to keep waiting.

She dug out a couple of weapons she hadn’t touched in decades and sheathed them on her person, then pulled her hair up and out of her face before stepping out of the house into the muggy night air. She was dangerous enough without weapons, but she’d learned long ago not to pass up any bit of offensive power in case she had somehow underestimated her enemy. Icy eyes fell on her target and she stalked towards him, every bit the feline predator even in her human form. ”TRS bastard,” she growled, ”You’ve got some answering to do so you better get talking.” It didn’t particularly matter to her that he may have no clue what she was referring to, nor did she care that he could be a complete innocent in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was there and the one person that had stopped her from lashing out at the TRS or AP agents keeping an eye on her before was now completely out of the picture. Any trace of her previously complacent nature had been wiped away in one fell swoop and she wasn’t about to show mercy. To anyone.

[attr="class","Jessextextbox1"][attr="class","Jessextext"]• @yami • Hope this works! • 992 Words •

[attr="class","Jessbreak3"][attr="class","Jessfancytext1"]I'm losing it, I'm losing you

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