Mother Knows Best
“...Wait…” Maka says with an angry yet confused look on her face. “...Your mom…the homophobic bitch who disowned you for having queer friends…has a secret team of assassins that kill people she doesn’t like so she doesn’t have that blood on her own hands…”
“...Yes…That just about sums it up…” Violet says as she tries to not let her fear get the best of her. “...and as soon as she finds out that we were the ones that defeated some of her chess pieces she’s…not going to be happy about that…”
“...Is…is she going to send her henchmen after us now?” Love says without even attempting to hide how afraid she was.
“I’m not sure, but I wouldn’t put it past her.” Violet says as she walks over to a chair to sit down so she could process what just happened.
“...So?” Ash asks as he sits down next to Violet. “...If…hypothetically…your mom wanted to kill us…what would we be dealing with exactly?”
“...She is the CEO of one of the biggest arms manufacturers in the world…If I were to give a rough estimate…she probably has a few hundred thousand people working under her, but her secret army is much smaller than that…but is probably still a couple thousand people strong…and with her global connections she might be able to get even more if she needed them…”
“...So…were fucked…” Maka says as she leans against a nearby wall while crossing her arms. “...That’s what you’re telling us?”
“...Wait…” Candi says as she walks over to Violet to sit on the other side of her. “...If you know all of this, why didn’t she…you know…silence you earlier…since she knew that you knew all of this stuff?”
“If I were to hazard a guess, I’d say that she didn’t even worry about the possibility of this because she thought that I’d know better than to try anything that reckless.” Violet says as she folds her hands as she leans them on the table in front of her, deep in thought as she tries to think of what they should do next.
“...If you don’t mind me asking…what is your mom like?” Candi says with an inquisitive expression.
“...My mom…” Violet says as she’s broken out of deep thought and turns slightly towards Candi. “...My mom is…not a good person…but I think that much is obvious…She’s a self important narcissist who thinks that the world should work exactly the way that she wants it to. She believes in social darwinism and thinks that the strong and rich should be allowed to have anything that they desire because “it is what we deserve” and that the weak and poor shouldn’t complain about their roles in society because “it is what they deserve”. She also has deeply “traditional” views on things like marriage and gender, but I think that’s also obvious…”
Everyone just sits in silence for a moment as they all try to collect their thoughts.
“...Hey…” Fang walks up slowly with his jester hat in his hands. “...If I heard you right…you are the daughter of Elizabella Newton, right?”
“...That is correct…you’re in the presence of the former heiress of The Chess Company…” Violet says in a mocking tone.
“...Funny story…I recently worked for her as a court jester…I did it as a summer job…and as far as I know she still likes me…maybe we can use this to our advantage…”
“...I don’t think we have any sort of advantage here no matter how you think about it. She has eliminated rival companies of hers in the past for less than we just did...”
“...What if we…did a surprise attack? You know, we strike when they least expect it?”
“...Don’t you think that attacking a previous employer of yours would look bad on a resume?” Candi asks.
“...Meh…it was a minimum wage job without any benefits.” Fang says with a shrug. “I don’t think that this is a bridge that I’d mind burning.”
“I appreciate the enthusiasm, but as the old saying goes, us and what army?” Violet asks.
“I think that I might be able to help with that.” Pythia says as takes a seat at the head of the table that the others were at.
“...Does that mean what I hope it means?” Ash says as he tries to hide the excitement in his voice.
“If what you were hoping for was help from Team Prism then that is a yes.” Pythia says as she takes a sip of tea from a cup that she brought to the table with her. “Me and Ezmeralda were also involved in this situation. She might also consider us threats and want us eliminated as well. I think Fang’s idea of a surprise counter-attack wouldn’t be the worst idea.”
“Sounds like fun.” Ez says with a shrug. “I’d do almost anything to make a rich asshole’s life even the slightest bit worse.”
“Punching bigots is literally one of my favorite activities!” Ilma says as she cracks her knuckles with a smile on her face.
“If my girlfriend is included then I don’t think I have much of a choice in the matter.” Fran says with a sigh as she gives Ilma a kiss on the cheek.
“I mean, I’m already on the bad side of one set of bigoted parents. What’s one more?” Tommy says as he rubs the back of his neck.
“If you’re all in then I guess I am too.” Pat says with a big smile.
“That settles it.” Pythia says as she claps her hands together. “Team Prism will help with this secret mission. I might also be able to get the assistance of Team IQA.”
“...I…I don’t think that would be enough…” Violet says with a worried expression on her face. “...She has thousands of people willing to kill for her…versus what? A couple of kids that are still in school and a few superheroes? I don’t know about this…”
“I don’t know why, but I think things will work out better than you think.” Pythia says with a wink.
“...Are you…seeing into the future right now?” Candi excitedly asks. “Are we going to win?”
“Who’s to say?” Pythia says with a shrug as she takes another sip of her tea.
Violet tries to believe what she just heard, but still struggles to do so.
Love puts a hand on Violet’s shoulder.
“...You know…I’m usually worried about this type of thing, but I think we can do this…” Love says with a small smile. “...I mean…we helped take down Maximillian Midas…What’s one more crime lord?”
Violet exhales a breath that she wasn’t even aware that she was holding.
“...Well…if you’re not worried about this, then I shouldn’t be either…”
“...I mean…technically…I am still afraid…” Love corrects her. “...but less afraid than I was before…I think that exposure to these types of situations might’ve helped a little and maybe it is just wishful thinking, but I think we can do this!”
“...So…I should do this even if I’m scared…That’s what you’re saying?” Violet asks.
“...Yeah...that just about sums it up…”
“...Thank you Love…I think I feel a bit better now…”
Love just gives a small nod in response.
“Alright.” Violet says as she stands up. “We’ll need to work on a plan, but I think we might be able to do this.”