The Bag - Uncertainty

This microfiction is part of a series. In order:

The Bag; Jason's Dilemma; The Girl; Jason and the Girl; The Skewered Apple; Girl, Disrupted; Reward; Him; Master of the Games/The Guard; Discovery; Pursuit; Jason Remembers; Reverb; Ella;

You may want to visit those first for context.

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Jason was reeling from what he'd remembered. The girl had disappeared! He tried to think about how it happened but he couldn't see beyond it in his mind. It was frustrating.

He'd been there! They'd kissed and he had felt a strangeness deep within him, like something had been unlocked.

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Ella was still unseen but watching. She had felt buoyed only minutes before as she thought a breakthrough had been made but it had been temporary. Her grip was slipping and she had no recourse of action.

She just had to wait.

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The Master of the Games sat in the back of the Hummer as it hurtled through the streets. The drones continually reported the roads to take to keep moving on the display infront of him. These too, the drones, were limited by the Disruption that was currently in place controlling Ella, but it was enough to glean an easier passage.

He was tired. He was not a natural hunter. It was fear only that was driving him. He knew that He would kill without compunction and the thought of his mother...No, he would protect her at all costs. But part of him knew that she would not want him to perform this way; she would want him to fight. He was continually torn in his emotions between protecting her from evil harm by doing daily reprehensible tasks and thinking about how bitterly disappointed and betrayed she would feel, knowing that he was being cowed by a bully, albeit one who was a psychotic megalomaniac with no heart.

"Sir?"

He looked up to see his driver looking at him.

"Five minutes to destination."

The Master of the Games nodded and tried to focus on what was ahead.

"Shall I prep the Disruptors?"

The Master of the Games sighed and said a weary, "Yes".

He thought of his mother, the footage that He had had sent to his email just before departing. She looked well, content, unaware that evil eyes were watching her every move.

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He watched The Master of the Games as he travelled. He liked to keep a tight leash on his people. A reminder of "Mummy" was just what was needed.

Just in case...

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So, the enemy is closing in. Where or who do we visit next?

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