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Artemis turned away from her sky line view. She had worked her tail off for the position she had now and she refused to give it up now. She had buried her past rather easily but she made sure that it stayed that way. She had searched the internet and removed all the information on herself and made sure to check the runaway slave database every day. No one was going to take her new life away from her without trying really hard. Something she doubted anyone who knew her would try to do.

She walked into her office an hour later and was greeted with respect. She nodded and started on the paperwork she had to get done. She was glad to have something to do. Her work paid her well and she always made sure to do it perfectly so no one would have to ask her to do it again. She was halfway through the day when another of the associates walked into her office. She looked up and stared at him before she rocked back in her chair.

"Hello Frank. What can I do for you today?" She asked easily. Something about Frank had always rubbed her the wrong way, maybe because he always gave her gross looks.

"I just wanted to stop by and talk."He sat in the chair before he desk, rocking back as he gave her a look over.

"I was talking to my newest slave the other day. She said the most curious thing when she saw a picture of the board. She said that you are a slave. Or were at one time. Funny thing about that right?" He laughed, watching her with a careful and calculated look.

"Really? Did you ruin her eyes sight before she looked at that image?" She asked dryly, watching the man in turn. She gave nothing away. Her mind perfectly blank.

"No, she is fully functional. But it would suck for you if you were a slave. You would lose it all and be sent back to your master. Wouldn't want that now would you?" Frank said, his eyes taking on a sick glint. She raised a brow and gave a shrug.

"If I was a slave, I suppose that would be a problem. But I am not. Though I think you already know that. I mean I hope you checked the runaway slave database before coming here with your wild stories. Because I would hate to think this is anything other then another of your wild stories. That would be slander should you not be joking." She said easily, watching the man sweat it. He was beginning to think he was wrong.

"But why would she lie to me if you were not a slave. Hell I didn't even point to you in the picture. She pointed to you herself, saying you were once trained by the same master. She said your code word was" He paused before he sat the chair back down on all four legs and leaned over to whisper the word "Flame."

She didn't react at all. She merely rose a brow and returned to her up right position and leaned over the desk at him, her gold eyes watching him.

"You are mad to listen to the word of your slave.You should check to see if she has any form of telepathy, because it is more likely that she picked up on your sick desire to have me for your own and sought to please your desire then me actually being a run away slave." She said in an even whisper before she stood up and smiled at the man.

"I love these times with you Frank, it is nice to hear your wild stories. They make everyday interesting." She said, clearly dismissing him on a cordial note. No need to make it look like she disliked him. Not with what she planned for later that night.

By the end of the day, everyone was laughing at the story that Frank had said. It was amusing to everyone. People even teased her. She smiled and went home. She made sure the camera caught her walking into her apartment and everything. She stripped, showered and changed into a skin tight black outfit. She hummed a sad tune. She tucked her hair up in a bun before she vanished in place.

She reappeared in Frank's kitchen. She phased through the stove and undid the gas on the back. She vanished and blew out the pilot light on the water heaters, letting the gas escape into the house. She lit a candle in the bathroom where Frank and his new slave slept. She smiled, smelling the gas slowly creep up the stairs. She vanished back into her apartment.

She went to bed, knowing what was going to happen next. She waited a couple of hours and sure enough, her phone rang. She sat up and said hello a sleepy voice. She sat up right and said in a frantic voice.

"What?! That is not possible, I was just joking with him this passed afternoon. How? A gas leak? Oh god...did..." She swallowed loudly. "Did he died painfully? Oh lord, that is not the way anyone should go out. What of his slave? DOA, that is so sad. Oh god..How....how is the company going to continue? Who is going to take on his work? Of course, I will take care of all. Of course. Take care William. I will see you in the morning." She hung up the phone and waited a couple of moment before a sneer appeared on her face. In the darkness no one would know. She was covered on all bases.

Too bad for Frank. If only he had picked a different slave. Picked a slave that didn't speak. Or had passed it off as a joke. If he had, he would still be alive. Instead he had to confront her. Had to reveal his card too early. Now he was gone. Died a painful a slow death. And no one would be the wiser. She was safe in her new life. No one could disrupt it. No one that would survive anyways. Too bad that code word no longer worked either. Kai had never gave her a new one, so she had logically reasoned that the word Flame was useless. Thus she had none that would force her to recognize the authority of a person who spoke it.

Artemis almost felt bad. Except she just ripped out the heart of one of the slave that knew her former identity. The slave never saw it coming. Why would the slave suspect that another slave would seek out and brutally killed her? No slave would. Blood coated Artemis' tail and ears, staining them red a bit. She was slowly making her way up the list. Killing off any and all slaves that had ever crossed her path that were now free. Sad, but her freedom was worth more then the lives of slaves that did nothing with their lives outside of slavery.

Artemis was far away from her new home, actually several countries away. But it was hard to be there. It was too close to Kai's place. It was still several cities over, but she did not like being too close to what she deemed his territory. Too close and things could get messy. She wiped her bloody claws on her clothes, making sure that she had finished ripping the girl to pieces before she walked through the forest with relative ease.

The forest was her natural setting. She was once a wild animal. Once a dangerous predator before her first master got his hands on her. Things changed from there. But it seemed she was getting closer and closer to the predator she once had been. There was no one but herself to stop her from becoming that person once more. Well, almost no one. There was one, but she was confident that that person would remain away.

She hummed a soft tune as she walked through the dense forest, feeling the moist moss and foliage agianst her bare legs and feet. It almost felt like home to her.