Chapter 3: A Blessing

Dean

I look down at the dangerous fine piece of ass. She's a mass murderer. A ruthless killer. No remorse. No mercy. And I thought she had no feelings. Yet she wanted to die. She tried to crawl back to the car that had a damn bomb in it. It confuses the hell out of me. I'm always confused, but this is really confusing the shit out of me.

We're all gathered in the interrogation room. She's tied to a chair with a blindfold over her eyes. When she wakes up, her ankles are going to give her hell.

"Should we read this?" Theodore asks holding up the folder. It has the name 'Asma' written across the front. It gives me chills.

"Shoot," Dom shrugs not taking his eyes off our prisoner. She's still asleep, occasionally mumbling incoherent words.

Theodore opens the folder and begins to read. "Test Subject: Sienna Dewe. Operation Success: Excellent. Commandment Name: Asma. Comments: One of the best we’ve made so far. Healing capabilities impeccable. Overall Worth: 50 billion dollars."

I have no idea what the hell any of that means. Test subject? Who was a test subject? And who the hell is Sienna Dewe?

My phone dings in my pocket and I feel my face heat up. I hope it's not that Halley girl I fucked yesterday. I told her to never call me first. I give them a sheepish smile and pull out my phone.” My bad,” I wince. However, it’s not Halley. It’s a message from a private number.

"I just got a video," I murmur, giving my phone to Theo who presses play.

A man with brown, perfectly styled hair and piercing blue eyes starts to speak. "Hello and congratulations on your new Soldier. If you are seeing this, then that means you have gotten Soldier Asma. It is superior to all other Soldiers and you should be grateful to have it. It's very high in demand and for you to get your hands on, is a blessing."

This guy's words are making me angrier and angrier. How the hell is the bitch who killed Mia a blessing?

The video zooms out to show said bitch standing next to him. She looks...terrified. Her brown eyes are flitting everywhere and she's fidgeting.

"To get started on Commanding, look at your Soldier and say, 'It's time to serve, Soldier Asma.'" He turns to her and does just that.

I watch, amazed, as Asma's body straightens out, her hands go to her sides and her eyes turn gold.

Memories of the night Mia died runs through my mind when I see her eyes. Eyes that now have no fear in them. They're emotionless and dead, just like that night.

"Now first you need to insert your place as a Commander. Commanders have control over your Soldier and your Soldier can never harm you. You can have as many Commanders as you want. Just look at your Soldier and say 'I am Commander' and then your first and last name. Continue this until you have all your Commanders.

Now, to test it. Ask it what your name is. If they say anything other than Commander first name and last name, then the people who you bought it from screwed you over and she's probably about to kill you. If she answers correctly, then you're all in the clear.

Now, you can start Commanding your Soldier by telling it what to do. If you say something such as 'Pour me some milk' it will respond with 'Is that a Command?' You respond 'Yes,' it does as Commanded. You respond 'No,' it ignores the Command. Go ahead and give a test run.

Let's say you need your Soldier to rob a bank, but for now, it needs to be normal. Then tell it, 'You've served well, Soldier' and it shall return back to it's human side. Then, when you get to the bank. Since you've already become a Commander, you can just say 'Soldier Asma' or 'It's time to serve' to bring the Soldier back. Give it a test run.

Also, there is a Protected list and Asma has excellent physical capabilities, but your Soldier can tell you about it.

Now that you've gotten yourself a new Soldier, use it wisely. And remember, it is a thing. Even the human side. Don't get attached. These Soldiers are meant to be traded and bought. Have fun."

The video cuts off and we're all speechless. I'm speechless because I'm confused as hell. I don't know about them.

"What the-" I start but it's cut off by the sound of groaning.

The woman is awake, and there’s desperation in her eyes. "Please kill me."