"Hello!" Said Lionel. "Look Hex, I really really was going to go to the ceremony, but I-" He wondered why she was silent. "Okay I admit it I overslept." He yawned, still in his pajamas. He had been up viewing these awesome shows called animes. He dusted a feather off his huge bed and rung the bell for his butler. He had at last moved into his house, which was quite big and had dozens of servants he didn't kick out.
"Sebastion! make me some tea!" He yelled. "Helloooo, Hex?" "Lion...you're alive." "...HUH?" In an hour he was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt, heading to the hospital in a black sports car. He felt like laughing. Grace had actually used the device he gave her. Not only would it demolish the ceremony hall, but also all centres of Medicorps. Reports of explosions worldwide had already begun airing. He parked with a screech and stepped out.
"I wonder if she's finished it..." he muttered to himself. Grace was in the ICU. But that was not his purpose. He got hands on the tiny clutch she carried and opened it.
"Success..."
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It was night. Hex still stood in front of Sakila's grave, tears flowing from her eyes. "Why?...." She asked no one in particular. "Why did she have to go?"
"That's life. We'll never know why Grace did it. I think we can classify majority of intelligence as good or bad, but good is shown by actions rather than words because the bad can hide behind good words." Lionel said.
"Yeah, guess yer right..." she sobbed. Slowly he took out a slim dart, unnoticed by Hex who wasn't in her best state. It precisely hit her behind her neck, causing paralysis. In seconds, the venom acted and she fell to the ground, still as the cold air. What she thought could never happen had been made possible by Grace. Sighing, he turned around.
"Time to get Medicorps back on track..." He said to himself, trying to take his mind off of what he had done. A single drop made him look up at the starry sky. He always thought he had eyes of stone. Guess he was wrong.
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