December 1st
Hau Dragon Conference Room
4:00 PM
"This world... Is corrupt!"
Given the decor, one likely wouldn't be surprised if that was how the meeting had started. But no, the members of the Hau Dragon had filed in, by ones and twos, finding their seats.
A light meal had been prepared for the attendees - miso soup, grilled fish, rice, green tea - nothing exceptional, more like a monk's diet than what one would expect at the meeting of what amounted to a secret society dedicated to conquering the Earth. Some words of casual conversation were passed, but only as murmurs, as their attention was on the figure at the head of the room.
Empress Noriko Tenma sat resplendent in silence, flanked by a pair of attendants who saw to her long, sweeping, ceremonial robes. Her eyes moved to each member in turn:
Salali Quetta, the American, wolfed down her food like a woman possessed. Goran Zagorac, the mountainous Croat, looked on in a miserable attempt to hide his amusement, chopsticks grasped between his mighty hands like tiny twigs. The twins, Penny and Phoebe Eserine had secluded themselves at the rear of the table, far from the others, gossiping and tittering with one another as expected, lost in their own world. Alfven Angstrom, the Swede, remained on her lonesome, patient - but clearly agitated, as her fingers played with an errand strip of long, blonde hair as she stared into the distance, eager for things to begin.
"Sons and Daughters of Hau." She began, to the assembled group.
"Our wounds... are healed. And our battle... begins now."
Somewhere, lightning boomed in the background, ominously.
Today was the day that they would decide who among them would be tasked with what core components of the long-overdue Project Hades. When the mask would be thrown away, and their true goals be made clear.
Who among them harbored ambitions of their own? Was it the beginning of a bright new dawn for mankind? Or a catastrophic fall from grace that would become the thing of legend? Only time would tell...
Hau Dragon Conference Room
4:00 PM
"This world... Is corrupt!"
Given the decor, one likely wouldn't be surprised if that was how the meeting had started. But no, the members of the Hau Dragon had filed in, by ones and twos, finding their seats.
A light meal had been prepared for the attendees - miso soup, grilled fish, rice, green tea - nothing exceptional, more like a monk's diet than what one would expect at the meeting of what amounted to a secret society dedicated to conquering the Earth. Some words of casual conversation were passed, but only as murmurs, as their attention was on the figure at the head of the room.
Empress Noriko Tenma sat resplendent in silence, flanked by a pair of attendants who saw to her long, sweeping, ceremonial robes. Her eyes moved to each member in turn:
Salali Quetta, the American, wolfed down her food like a woman possessed. Goran Zagorac, the mountainous Croat, looked on in a miserable attempt to hide his amusement, chopsticks grasped between his mighty hands like tiny twigs. The twins, Penny and Phoebe Eserine had secluded themselves at the rear of the table, far from the others, gossiping and tittering with one another as expected, lost in their own world. Alfven Angstrom, the Swede, remained on her lonesome, patient - but clearly agitated, as her fingers played with an errand strip of long, blonde hair as she stared into the distance, eager for things to begin.
"Sons and Daughters of Hau." She began, to the assembled group.
"Our wounds... are healed. And our battle... begins now."
Somewhere, lightning boomed in the background, ominously.
Today was the day that they would decide who among them would be tasked with what core components of the long-overdue Project Hades. When the mask would be thrown away, and their true goals be made clear.
Who among them harbored ambitions of their own? Was it the beginning of a bright new dawn for mankind? Or a catastrophic fall from grace that would become the thing of legend? Only time would tell...
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