The Red Room

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"I still can't believe you killed Madame!" Tara said as we walked down the broken road that lead to the town.

"I can't either." I admitted. "I can't believe there's really no more Red Room."

"Yeah! I wonder what happened to all the girls that were there." She said.

I hadn't really thought of that. I felt a pang of guilt. I was so focused on getting Morgan and I out that I hadn't thought about any of the other girls. "I'm sure they're living their lives and making their own choices." I smiled at the fact that I saved them.

"Thanks to you." Morgan nudged me and smiled.

Eventually we got to a small grocery store called "Stacey's". We went inside and got the cheapest versions of all items on the list and a few basic items for Morgan and me. The last thing we had to get was milk.

"This milk's only fifty cents!" I pointed to a row of milk jugs with a sale sign under it.

"Check the expiration date." Morgan said. "Milk will be really cheap like that if it's about to expire."

"It says 'October 30th' I told him.

"Oh. Wait what's today's date?" He asked.

I hadn't really been keeping track of the date either. I never had at the academy. At least not the way most people would. I just counted how many days had gone by in a year. That way I would know how much time I had until I graduated. I never knew what month it was or anything.

"It's the twenty-ninth." Tara offered.

This seemed to really shock Morgan. "Really?" He asked. "Oh." His face darkened and he looked at the floor.

"We can get this kind." Tara said walking down the isle a little ways. "It's only a dollar fifty."

We checked out and started our walk home with our arms loaded with groceries. We walked in the middle of the street because Tara said there weren't usually that many cars.

However, when we were about halfway home two big black vans pulled out of an intersection and stopped in front of us. The doors were quickly opened and people in all black uniforms filed urgently out. We dropped our groceries.

"Shoot!" Tara pulled her pink and purple guns out. "Run!"

We turned the opposite way and ran. Two more vans pulled in front of us and people in black filed out.

All of them were female. With a panicked gasp I realized it was The Red Room.

Tara was pointing her guns at each side. She flicked her head back and forth.

A brown haired woman in a pantsuit stepped out of one of the vans I was facing. She had a gun of her own and she pointed it at us. Not only her, though. Every single one of the girls had guns pointed at us.

The one in the pantsuit smirked as she walked confidently towards us. "You look shocked, Miss Izabella. Something wrong?" She fake laughed. "You didn't really think you got rid of The Red Room, did you?"

My face dropped. Why did she seem so unimpressed by me? No one else had ever even tried killing Madame and we all hated her.

She real laughed. "You killed one instructor of one branch and all of the sudden you think the whole association is gone. Just that easy? You are ignorant! I thought you were brave, but I guess your just stupid."

I looked at Tara and she just looked at the ground.

"There are many more branches of The Red Room, Izabella. Your's was the classic one, very old fashioned if you ask me.  You didn't even destroy one branch! You'll be glad to hear, a new headmaster has been appointed there!" She seemed to really be enjoying this. Her eyes shifted over to Morgan. "Ah, yes! Natasha Romanov's baby boy! She tried so hard to keep you hidden. Too bad all that effort went to waste! You are quite adorable. I see why she wanted to keep you out of harms way."