Eliza was scrubbing bloodstains off the floor.
She was having terrible nightmares lately.
Nightmares about war and terror. ''Maybe I was a warrior in my past life" she softly whispered to herself.
She couldn't remember for how long she served Elder Espi.
It was as long as she could remember, that was for sure.
What you and I know , but what she didn't knew,
is that she was only there for two weeks.
After being successfully brainwashed in a dirty cell on battleship Fez,
Espi wasted no time in getting her started on her new life.
The other ladies in Espi's harem looked down on her.
There was nothing left of the proud Baila Morena that used to put fear in her enemies hearts.
Espi walks into the room, looking at Baila with contempt.
Well - congratulations. It's been some time since my men were sick of food. That is ... Quite an achievement. I must say I am impressed, however. Who was cooking for my sons?
He took a bag of unusable 'refined' organs and spilled it across the floor.
This mess will be cleaned in 20 minutes, comprende?
He took a pan and hit Baila with it across the temples.
The sound of a duel wielded frying pan hitting her skull at high velocity twice echoed through Baila's head.
Espi's voice , yelling ''DO IT!'' , faded as if it was coming from miles away.
In a pirouette motion she tumbled down on the kitchen floor.
Suddenly it was like she was witnessing time going in reverse.
Her time at Cadiz flew by as if it was 10 seconds .... half a second of darkness.
Battleship Fes , The holding cell.
The people in pilot suits appearing one by one.
Then she was in a cockpit , Hessians , Outcasts , Bretonians everywhere!
She felt no fear , instead she felt joy.
Not a cleaning maid , but a respected and feared warrior. Is this really me a little voice asked.
Time started reversing at a faster rate.
Countless battles , a soldatas life ,
many faces of lost hermano's perished in war.
Many voices shouting ''Hasta la muerte!''
She noticed her skills getting weaker , she started to feel fear.
A feeling of insecurity crept up on her.
What was she doing , this was dangerous!
She has been here before,
Voices of her wingmen yelling "Dodge! just Dodge!!''
''We've lost her!!!''
She felt fear ,
Dark cold space only inches away from her.
The sound of a knife carving into metal.
It made the hair in her neck jump up.
A bright light filled the escape pod and like a wave rolling back into the ocean after hitting the beach,
it happened all over again.
A fight!
Was that another titan?
Al Santi's voice sounded through her comm speakers.
''Surrender now , cut your engines!!!!''
"No ... I'd rather die then being without my peach."
She whispered while gaining back her consciousness on the kitchen floor.
It was not a dream , she remembered everything now.
Clumsy and disorientated she got back on her feet.
Espi stood in front of her and smirked.
She raised her hand in the air and yelled:
You really want me to kill the mother of my sons? Espi asked after dodging Baila's swing.
That's what I call a sticky situation. Lucky for you, I have my tranquilizer dart. Don't ask.
Espi pulled out a dart from a socket in his flight suit and threw it in Baila's direction. Quickly responding, she picked up a plate and covered behind it. Unfortunately for Julio, it hit him while he was carrying a bucket of vomit from the mess hall.
With the sound of a thousand avalanches and a few dead bowine, he dropped unconscious into the kitchen sink, breaking a whole lot of porcelain. Espi rushed to pull his head out of the shards and water, when he heard Baila run away into the hanger area.
Stand up you maggots and catch her! He yelled at the Sailors.
Emilio! CPR The cook! Mouth to mouth and all that. And suck out the tranquillizer! It hit him in the left cheek.
Emilio came into the room, with a green-ish tone still on his face. When Espi and the rest of the Sailors rushed to catch Baila, he kneed down to the cook's body. Unfortunately for him, the tranquillizer was strong enough that Julio relaxed his sphincter and released a massive load on the ground. The scent of feces mixed with vomit, blood and dishes filled the room and Emilio puked again, this time directly on Julio.
As Juan ran past them, he told him to watch more Kusari videos to become familiar with such situations.
Why don't you do it, then?! Emilio asked.
The Sovereign told you to do it. Insubordinance is death, amigo. Make your choice.
Juan left the room in a hurry, hearing Emilio vomiting on the ground again, as he was closing in on the fat cook's face to do mouth-to-mouth.
Baila ran faster then she ever did.
Making her way through the corridors she came in a area that was familiar to her before.
The smell of H-Fuel , a smell she loved, got more intense as she followed the ''El Docking Bay'' signs.
Meanwhile, Hernando the mechanic was having his break, calling with his mother.
''Si mama si , I take very good care of these ships.... no mama I do not party too much with the sails,
I am only here to fix el ships and do my job... Siii mama I ..........''
As Baila succesfully sneaked up on the Mechanic , she now was in possession of a communications device.
She quickly made way to a dark corner of the docking bay from where she could see a group of sails looking for her.
They would never find her here.....
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