Eternal Wrath: Betrayal (2/15)
Title: nbsp; Eternal Wrath: Betrayal
Author: nbsp; Märk Owen
Pairing: nbsp; Chloe/Oliver (endgame), Chloe/Davis, Oliver/Tess, Clark/Lois
Rating: nbsp; R for violence and language (Chapter rating: PG-13)
Warnings: None
Timeline: nbsp; Season 7 (Arctic and beyond)
Disclaimer: Any Smallville or DC Comics related things in this story are the property of their own owners. The only thing that belongs to me here is the storyline, nothing else is mine.
Series summary: A Green Arrow/Watchtower spin-off. Chloe and Oliver have to face several serious threats, Will this trials strengthen their bond or tear them apart?
Story summary: When Oliver Queen is betrayed in the worst way, Lex Luthor's threat rises, an alien beast lashes out in a killing spree that may result in horrific consequences and, in the middle of it all, stands love in the form of a petite blonde.
Previous chapters: Prologue | Part 1
Chapter 2: Odyssey
'Every Frankenstein has a human heart.' - Chloe Sullivan, Season 10, Episode 12: "Collateral"
June 14th 2008. 4:48 PM UTC-6 (9:48 PM Local Time). Arctic Tundra.
Four weeks later, a helicopter was flying around the white land mass of the arctic toward a basement established by Luthorcorp. Four military-like tents circling around the main one which was dedicated to the researches of Lex Luthor, reported missing for one month already. Regan Matthews, a Luthorcorp executive known for being Lex's loyal right hand had been ruling the company, waiting for the future designed CEO to take over the firm. He delayed Luthorcorp direction to his subordinates while he directed the researches for Lex Luthor.
A tall, hooded, fur clad woman descended the helicopter and stepped inside the main tent, her demarche proving that she was used to be in control, a rare temper trait very appreciated in the function of CEO.
"Who's Regan?" She pronounced, her business-like tone showing her well-trained ability to hide her emotions which had made her a dreadful opponent.
At the sound of his name, the man in question turned round to find himself staring at her, trying to define her face hidden by her coat's hood and her large sunglasses.
"What have you been doing all this time? Building snowmen?" she continued when Regan didn't answer her first question.
"Who do you think you are?" He asked irritated by this woman's arrogant behavior. "This site is off limits." he argued.
The outsider pulled back her hood revealing long and shiny red hair and removed her sunglasses bringing to the light two vivid light blue eyes reflecting her obstinacy.
"Tess Mercer" She introduced herself. "My access is unrestricted. Per Lex's written instructions, I'm now the acting CEO of Luthorcorp and all its subsidiaries."
Acting CEO of Luthorcorp. Tess' voice resonated in Regan's mind. What the hell? He thought. I had to have this place! I am the most qualified and experimented! Anger built inside him, he thought that after all he had done, Lex would reward his work and devotion by giving him the temporary job of Luthorcorp's CEO until he returned. But now, this redhead bimbo came in and reduced all his hopes to nothing.
"You're nothing but an obscure regional VP. You actually believe you're qualified?" He stated. After all, perhaps Lex didn't know anything about that. He would have to ask his boss about it later.
"Lex believes it …. that's all that matters." Tess Mercer justified her position before quickly going to buisness. "I want a complete inventory of everything you've found: footprints, snowmobile tracks, any sign of an escape."
"Escape?" Regan repeated, trying to decipher what she meant. Doesn't she think Lex is dead like everyone? He internally wondered.
The redhead raised her eyebrows, slightly surprised by his reaction before cracking an arrogant smile.
"Trust me, Lex Luthor did not meet his end on some dwindling ice cap." She simply declared. Regan would have to be prudent with this one. He didn't have time to register it completely when one of the employees spoke up:
"Sonar's picking up something" the man announced.
Tess and Regan made their way towards the drilling machine expectantly.
"6.4 meters deep." the employee precised.
"What is it?" Tess asked, intrigued.
"I'm not sure but based on the imaging, it could very well be human remains." he answered.
Oh god, what if I was wrong? Is it possible that Lex died here? Tess felt something she hadn't felt for a while now, was it fear? The fear to discover that the man she would give her life for died one month ago and was now prisoner of the ice. No, it couldn't be.
But she didn't have time to think about that because at the other end of the tent, hidden behind boxes and tarpaulins was standing the tall hooded figure of a green leather clad man: the Green Arrow.
He was studying the room when his com sizzled.
"Aquaman to Green Arrow, I'm in position"
His high tech sunglasses were scanning the room, looking for the main power source of the basement and found it right above the sonar where Tess and Regan were standing. It was hanging at the cellar. "Let's do it guys" his deeply distorted voice ordered.
He stood up, aimed his bow in the direction of the power source and shot his arrow right in the target, plunging the room in the dark and deactivating every research machine.
Tess and Regan were startled by this attack and moved out of the way not to be burned by the sparks coming out of the cellar. Tess caught a glimpse of an imposing hooded frame holding a bow in his hands. She instantly knew she just met the infamous Green Arrow in person. The next second, the only thing she knew she was knocked out by an extremely loud and ear piercing cry which sounded like a low frequency scream.
Dinah had just gotten out of the box she hid in and produced her cry knocking out five employees including a redhead woman. By the corner of the eye, she noticed a guard running towards her, aiming a gun at her. She was quick to react and grabbed one of her many knives from her costume, throwing it at the man. The knife sank into his shoulder and he fell to the ground.
Meanwhile, Oliver jogged forward while taking his crossbow in his hands and shooting one taser-arrow to a man's chest, the electric fluid rendering him unable to move for several minutes. No one else in sight, he made his way to the sonar's screen which had picked up something at 6.4 meters deep he noticed. At that moment, he heard a click behind him and quickly turned round to find Regan aiming a gun at his head. He couldn't move or the guy would kill him before he even had the opportunity to knock him down.
"Aquaman to Green Arrow, hold on Green Jeans, I'm on my way." his com informed him. He instantly knew that Arthur would be there in seconds, in fact he should already be beneath them, just right under the ice.
"There's a reason the cowboys won the west." Regan began, savoring the moment. "Playing with bows and arrows can only get you so fa-" He didn't have time to finish his speech that AC emerged between them from the ice and tossed him across the room.
"Nice toss... for a fish out of water" Oliver joked
"Thanks"
"You two gonna keep stroking each other, or are we gonna go find Clark?" Dinah commented.
Right, it wasn't time for jokes. When the league arrived in metropolis almost a month ago, they frantically searched for Chloe and it began by asking Clark where she was. But the only problem was that Clark was MIA too. It wasn't good. Lois told Oliver that Clark never left town and he knew that could be linked to the fact that Lex flew over to the arctic. Clark had told him that there was some kind of castle there made by his biological father.
Right, he first thought, Why going to Cancun when you can go to the Arctic? Aliens, really...
Thanks to his government contacts, Oliver discovered that Lex had asked for a flight permission to leave the US and landed at Longyear Airport in the island of Svalbard near the Arctic Circle. He must have traveled the rest of the way by helicopter. If Lex was there, it wasn't for tourism he was surely heading toward Clark's father castle.
Oliver then used his company's satellites to locate the fortress but found nothing. Until two weeks ago. Luthorcorp had established a basement in the middle of the tundra. He was sure that it was where Clark's fortress should have been. Losing no time, Oliver had gathered the guys and they made up a plan. Victor and Bart would run the south hemisphere in case Clark somehow ended up there while he, AC and Dinah would check that basement in the arctic. Finally, there they were, and they possibly had found a lead.
"It looks like they found something in that trench." Oliver spoke "Check it out".
As they looked in the trench where the sonar found it, they saw something looking like a red jacket in the ice. Was it Clark?
"Oh no" voiced Dinah.
"AC, go grab it."
Arthur managed to free the jacket from the ice, there was nothing more, just his jacket. They then decided to leave the basement, staying there would be useless, apparently Clark wasn't there anymore. AC had checked the waters under the ice and found nothing but seals and fishes.
As they made their way to their snowmobiles, Oliver sighed.
"Where are you Clark?"
June 14th 2008. 4:25 PM UTC-6 (7:25 AM Local Time). Verkhoyansk, Russia.
The old wire fences used as gates were closing behind an incoming truck full of boxes. Theses gates prohibited access to a labor camp hidden at the periphery of Verkhoyansk. People from different countries, different worlds were used as slaves to load and unload the trucks. The owner of this camp was an old Russian, ex-soldier in the soviet forces of the ex-USSR. The man was currently looking at the newest recruit of his little business as he liked to call it. He could only see his shape because of the incessant rain which limited his visibility but the Russian could determine a tall dark-haired man with one of the truck's boxes on his shoulder, hiding his face from him. The old man's eyes were not leaving him even for a second, he watched as the slave dropped the box with the other, ran a hand through his wet hair and finally raised his head to look around him. It took him several seconds to have a clear glimpse of his face but the owner could now see him very clearly and what looked back at him were the features of a man he didn't know but to any member of Oliver's team, there could be no doubt. The man lost in the middle of Russia was Clark Kent.
June 14th 2008. 10:03 PM UTC-6. Isis foundation, Metropolis, Kansas, USA.
Dinah, AC and Oliver came back from the Arctic Circle an hour ago. They had been using Chloe's computers at the Isis foundation to try locating Clark while Oliver's lawyers were investigating on Chloe's arrest. Meanwhile, Bart and Victor were still running around the south hemisphere, looking for their kryptonian friend.
"I ran his photo through every surveillance camera north of 60 degrees latitude" exposed Dinah who was sit behind the computer screens which were imaging Clark's face picture. "Face recognition hasn't come up with a single hit." her voice was showing how much desperate and bored she was by not finding anything.
"Every dock and coastline east of the Siberian Sea to the Baffin Bay..." Arthur Curry enchained "They're Clark Kent free-zones. It's like he just disappeared!"
"Well, that leaves us with Chloe's hard drive," Oliver spoke up. "Which is full of fun facts, but not one lead on Clark." he was pissed. As well as AC and Dinah who were losing hope.
"Oliver..." Dinah tried to reason him. "We've searched practically everywhere." She looked at him in the eyes trying to make him understand the harsh reality. "I think it's time to accept the fact that maybe something happened to him".
"No." Oliver firmly declared. He wasn't ready to accept that. "No, you don't understand. Clark's not like us" he explained "It's gonna take a hell lot more than a little snow and ice to bring him down".
"Victor and Bart have been covering the entire Southern hemisphere." She argued while AC stepped to join her, showing Oliver he shared her point of view. "They haven't found anything. What makes you think we will?" She asked.
Oliver glanced at AC and turned back his look on Dinah. "Clark would never give up on us. We're not giving up on him." He finished the conversation before leaving the room.
He walked over to the coffee machine, for a much needed dose of anti-sleep liquid. As the substance flopped into his mug, a memory came back to him.
She was standing there, right at the table, flipping through some Isis related files. A hand rose to push a strand of her shiny blonde hair away from her eyes, revealing the concentration marring her face. A smile crept on his lips as he watched her work; it was an adorable sight, really. The woman was always 100% focused on the work she had to do and nothing else seemed to stop her from finishing it.
Oliver was sitting at a comfortable chair in front of her. He saw her reach for her mug, raising it to her lips, only to find it was empty. The expression on her face was the funniest thing he had ever seen. His smirk quickly became a full grin before a laugh escaped him.
"You really are working yourself too hard, Sidekick." He remarked, amused.
"Hey, this work won't do it by itself!" was her answer followed by a pout Oliver knew was fake.
He rose from his chair and walked over her before closing the file in her hands and getting it out of her reach, the grin still firmly on his face.
"Give it back, to me!" Her exasperation was only growing as she tried to jump to grab it but there was no way she could, he was too tall for her. Resigned, she put her hands on her hips and glared at him.
"Oliver Queen!"
"Nope, you're not getting it back." He assured her as he tried not to laugh. "It's already past midnight, you should go home, Chloe."
His tirade only got a huff out of her; she didn't seem to agree with him.
"I'm sorry but that'd be criminal to let you work yourself to death."
"Fine!" She huffed before storming out of the room, making him chuckle.
He found her at the coffee machine, preparing herself another mug. The sight made him roll his eyes.
"Chloe!"
"Hey, you said I had to stop working but you didn't say anything about coffee." A smirk appeared on her lips as she watched him run a hand over his face in despair.
"Go home Chloe, you really need to sleep."
His words seemed to have no impact on her as he saw her seek for another mug and hand it to him.
"Come on!" She joyfully bantered back. "It'd be criminal to let me drink alone!"
"Fine!" He huffed as he saw his words being thrown back to him. "But I get to walk you home and don't even try to stop me, Sidekick. I'm doing this for your own good!"
He was greeted by a full smile of hers before she finally gave in and accepted.
"As you wish, Hero." She teased him.
This event took place almost a year ago, it was the last time they met physically but still, Oliver couldn't help but chuckle at the memory. They had a good time together this night. It was the night he secretly came back to town after destroying another 33.1 lab of Lex. He was there to ask her to become a freelance member of his team, she made a formidable asset for them. Having a personal hacker who could crack almost anything and at distance had eased their work on the fields. That was also the night he discovered her addiction for coffee and how hard-working she was, that still amazed him that a petite woman like her could be so full of life and energy. She was a human being of a great quality and also a member of his team, that was why he would never give up on her. He would find her and Clark, he had to.
June 15th 2008. 0:30 AM UTC-6. Cadmus Labs, Metropolis, Kansas, USA.
Regan had come back from the Arctic. During the nearly 8 hours journey from Svalbard to Metropolis, he had rehashed the thing of the new temporary CEO picked up by Lex. He couldn't understand why he chose her instead of him. This though still occupied his mind while he was driving to Cadmus Labs. That was where Lex had been transported three weeks ago. When Regan found him, blocked under that pillar, he took him back to the village in Arctic. Here he received the first aids and thanks to the doctor in their team, Lex's health state had been maintained and he could have been transported to where he had told them to: Cadmus Labs. Lex seemed to have a plan which he firmly refused to share with anyone yet. He had asked Regan to seek one of his old employees: Dr. Groll. The man seemed to be an important asset of his plan so he executed himself. Regan sent a team to get him. This guy fled away a year and a half ago because he didn't want to get involved in anymore dirty business with the Luthors. It would be only a matter of days before Luthorcorp puts a hand on him and bring him back to Metropolis.
Regan parked his car in a dark little street one block away from Cadmus Labs building. He headed toward it, carefully checking if anyone was following him. He sighed in relief when he noted that no one was paying attention to him. The last thing he needed was someone to discover that Lex Luthor was alive and hidden in a Luthorcorp subsidiary. That was why Lex ordered Regan to make a fake research basement in Arctic which was supposed to look for him but when Tess Mercer arrived, she ruled the camp, so now they really were looking for Lex. That didn't matter anyway, he wasn't in Arctic anymore and only a handful of people knew where he was. All of this people except him were locked up in Cadmus so that secret was safe.
Regan pulled the double door open, entered the building and headed straight to the lift. When he was in, he opened a hidden console and pressed his thumb on the biometric fingerprint reader, granting him access to the secret level underground the building.
Lex was in the middle of the room; his body was attached to a gurney from the chest to the legs so that he wouldn't be falling. The gurney was inclined in a way that made Lex look like he was standing so that he was able to watch the screens which showed the advancement of the project and give orders to the scientists. His two most trusted bodyguards were always in the room to protect him.
"Mr. Luthor" Regan interjected politely when he entered the room.
"What's the status of my researches in Arctic?" Lex's distorted voice spoke up. He was wired to several machines. Each one of them had a different purpose: breathing, checking the pulse, cleaning, controlling the products circling in his blood, etc...
The left side of his face and his right hand were hidden behind bandages. They were the most burned zones of his body. He almost lost his left eye but thanks to surgery, the scientists were able to heal it. They also discovered that his lower spine was broken: He was unable to walk. But that wouldn't stop him for long, once is back, he could accomplish his plan and become a god among men, just like Clark.
"It went well Mr. Luthor." Regan paused before expressing his concern. "Until Miss Mercer came in" Lex raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Regan assumed that he had to enchain. "She claims she's the new Luthorcorp CEO and she took over the basement in Arctic. Everything that will be found there will be sent to her."
"It doesn't matter, there's nothing to be found except the orb. And if they do, I have a way to get it back." Despite everything that happened, Lex Luthor's nerves were totally steeled. His tone was always cold and calm which made him an extremely feared man.
"You choose her to be the new CEO. Why? I mean she doesn't have any experience about that job, I am much more qualified than-"
"Don't tell me you're jealous Regan!" Lex cut him off. "You can't be CEO because I need you here."
"But why did you choose her and not someone more qualified or even Lucas Luthor?" He asked.
"Let's just say I have my reasons" Lex answered vaguely. "Besides, Lucas is a sociopath; he's too unstable to lead Luthorcorp".
"Right, I get that" Regan didn't have the choice, he had to agree. "You said you've got a way to get everything she receives back to you. How? I mean you're dead to the eyes of the world, you don't have authority over the company except that project."
Lex didn't respond, he just pulled out a remote control and pressed a key. One of the screens showed the interior of the Daily Planet's CEO office but the camera seemed to move like it was carried by someone. "A chip is implanted in Tess's brain, right behind her eyes. That way I can see and hear everything she does. You didn't think I would have let Miss Mercer without any surveillance, did you?" Regan was surprised by the revelation and relieved in a way not to be in her position. He could have sworn he heard his boss chuckle when he showed him the screen, sending shivers through his body. Lex had just shown how much calculating and heartless he was once more. Regan didn't care about Mercer but that situation had just reminded him that if he disobeyed his boss orders, he would end up killed or much worse.
"Then you know about the Green Arrow and his team." Regan saw no reason to hide him anything since he probably had seen the entire scene in live.
"Of course I do but there's nothing to be afraid of, they were just looking for the traveler, not me." Explained Lex. "I am dead, remember?"
"Hope you're right…" Regan muttered under his breath.
"What did you say, Regan?"
"Uh, nothing sir." Lex didn't seem to buy his last lie but didn't argue about it as Regan's phone chose the moment to chime in.
"Regan" he answered. "Alright, I'm on my way" He said before hanging up and turning to Lex. "Black Creek just called me. Apparently, Miss Sullivan has a little secret hidden behind that angelic face of hers." His lips twisted in a Machiavellian smile.
"I already know about her healing power" stated Lex.
"This isn't about that Mr. Luthor, this is about her intelligence."Regan answered. He quickly explained was he knew and left to head to Montana.
June 15th 2008. 9:55 AM UTC-6 (8:55 AM Local Time). Black Creek, Montana, USA.
Luthorcorp's Black Creek facility had been a very valuable asset in the 33.1 project by the time it was active. It was used to store the subjects presenting the most useful abilities while being the most secure facility of the company until the project was stopped. Though, the end of 33.1 didn't mean releasing the subjects of the project. Besides, the Green Arrow and his team had never been able to find the location of the facility and probably thought every subject had been freed.
They were wrong. But, in this huge complex using wood storing as a cover, there weren't only people from 33.1. Behind the secured door of one of the endless corridors, was a dark room only lit by the TV screen in the middle of it. A feminine face could be seen thanks to the light emanating from the screen. Her blonde hair absorbed the light like a sun would which clearly helped to reveal her identity: Chloe Sullivan was being detained in Luthorcorp's Montana facility: Black Creek.
June 15th 2008. 12:16 AM UTC-6. Isis foundation, Metropolis, Kansas, USA.
Oliver let out a sigh of frustration before lowering his fist hard on the center table of Chloe's office in Isis. Dinah jumped at the sound. "hey!" she breathed.
"Sorry." he weakly said. "But it's just the third time I recheck Chloe's files and end up with nothing."
"Same here." interjected AC. "Victor just called. They haven't found anything."
Dinah sighed. "I think it's time to-" She didn't have time to finish her sentence when the computer emitted a beep. One of the screens showed a message:
ONE MATCH
Dinah quickly tipped on the keyboard and spoke up. "My god! The face recognition has found Clark!" She said. "He's in Russia, a labor camp in Verkhoyansk."
"If he's been here for so long, that would mean he lost his powers, right?" tried AC.
Oliver slowly nodded, not thrilled by the idea but admitted that it could have happened. "I'll go get him, you," he pointed to Dinah and AC. "Stay here and look for Chloe. I'm pretty sure the government has nothing to do with her arrest since my lawyers haven't found anything in their databases."
"Oliver, you can't go in Russia and break into the camp alone, you'll end up captured like him!" Dinah expressed.
"I know how to deal with this kind of guys. They're nothing more than caviar and vodka traffickers."
"Come on bossman, at least accept to let Bart be your back up." AC reasoned him.
"Alright" Oliver gave in. "Call Bart and tell him to join me at the airport as soon as possible."
And with that, he left.
June 15th 2008. 2:00 PM UTC-6. Queen Industries jet, somewhere between Kansas and Russia.
Bart and Oliver were in the jet, preparing the way Oliver was going to free Clark from the Russians when Oliver's phone went off.
"Yup?" He responded
"Oliver," AC's voice went in. "Dinah and I have probably found the place where Chloe is detained. You were right, the government has nothing to do with this."
"Where is she?" He went straight to the point.
"Black Creek facility in Montana, it's owned by Luthorcorp."
"Ah! I was sure Lex was behind all of this." Oliver's mood had just turned a little bit better. "Listen, you and Dinah head straight to Montana and tell Vic to prepare himself for being our Watchtower this time. When Bart and I come back with Clark, we'll break in, together;"
"Got it bossman." He hung up.
"What's going on?" Bart asked.
"The guys have found Chloe." He smiled, "We will get her out of Black Creek when we come back."
"Licious?" Bart's face just lit up. Oliver nodded. "Aww can't wait to play her knight!" he was already thrilled by the idea of saving Chloe so he would have to hug her and would probably get a kiss on the cheek from her. His face turned red with the idea.
"Stop dreaming, Impulse!" Oliver protested. "Let me and Clark do that while you free the other prisoners with Dinah, AC and Vic."
"Like hell !" He fumed. "You're gonna get all the fun while I'm stuck at doing the chores!"
Oliver shook his head. "God stop squealing like a kid, Bart!" he reprimanded. "You are the fastest asset of the team, You will liberate the prisoners faster than any of us!"
"But-"
"No buts!" he cut him off. "The plan is the plan! Now let's see how we'll free boyscout from the soviets."
Bart couldn't protest anymore, he knew that his boss never came back on his decisions, fighting him would be a lost cause. He let out a heavy sigh and went back on focusing on the plan.
June 15th 2008. 4:15 PM UTC-6 (3:15 PM Local Time). Black Creek, Montana, USA.
Chloe was sat on her chair in front of the screen, ready for another test. Ray, the lab guy who was testing her abilities, was circling around her, preparing the machines.
"Look I'm all for helping my country," Chloe began. "But what kind of secret government mission could an out-of-work newspaper hack pull-off?"
"You're gonna help us catch a few bad guys Chloe." He simply answered.
"By playing sudoku?" She ironized.
"No, these are scrambled transmissions that a group of terrorists used to communicate. And not one of our computers has been able to figure out the algorithm." He explained. "You're our best shot."
The screen changed and displayed several series of coded numbers. Chloe immediately grew serious and focused on the screen.
"Let's do this" She said as she began to read the codes.
"We're looking for three cell phone numbers hidden within the codes." Ray described.
Chloe kept examining the screen and cracked the algorithm of the first number in a few seconds:
"429-555-0169" She said.
An electronic voice spoke up: Target position acquired. A blueprint showed up on the screen and a red dot appeared, displaying the position of the terrorist.
"429-555-0132" She kept going. Again, the computer voice confirmed the target position, displaying meters away from the first one. They seemed to be in a building in West Yellowstone according to the plan.
"207-555-0..." Wait a minute, I've already seen that number somewhere. She thought. Oh god! Is that … ? Not that 's impossible! It's Oliver's secret cell phone number! I just tracked down the league!
"There's three more." Ray stated.
"These aren't phone numbers of bad guys." She glanced at Ray. "You're not the DDS."
"What's the last number, Chloe?" He was getting impatient.
Reacting on instincts, she kicked Ray in the guts, pulling him against the wall. His computer tablet fell from his hands; Chloe grabbed it and hit his head with it, knocking him to the ground.
She ran out of the room and found herself running in an endless corridor. Countless doors were on each side of the walls. Chloe sprinted toward the end of the corridor when she heard the alarm going off, alerting the guards. When she reached the end of the corridor, she turned to the only open door but was grabbed by a guard who was waiting for her. She tried to fight him but he held her tight, there was no way she could escape. Another guard arrived, caught her legs she used to kick in the air and they immobilized her on the ground. Ray arrived right after and she heard footsteps behind her and a voice rose: "Find the third at all cost." It was a man's voice but she didn't know who it belonged to. Though, that wasn't her most important issue at the moment because she just felt a sting penetrating her skin and passed out.
Finally, an update! It's been god knows how long since my last update and I'm sorry about that. I could say it was because of my studies and that my life is busy but actually I was more lazy than anything else, sorry! Don't hit me please!
I will try to update more frequently now but I can't promise anything, it will depend on my muse and my work...
Well at least my new chapter's online so don't hesitate reviewing it and telling me what you think about it! It will be much appreciated!
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