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Allura made her way down the long corridor towards the former Presidential Suite in what had once been the Charonian Presidential Palace. Since the organization known as The Crimson Talon took control of the nation, and wiped out the rebellion that had followed, the former Presidential Palace had undergone a number of drastic changes, the most glaring of which was the conversion of the Presidential Suite into a throne room. The throne room itself was less like the royal throne rooms of years gone by, and more like a command center where Forsaken and his inner circle kept themselves informed of current events and made decisions on policy, both domestic and foreign. 

Allura nodded to the Elite Guards who stood watch just outside the entrance of the throne room, and smirked slightly as she passed them. She always found it amusing that Forsaken had chosen to have guards posted just outside his door when he was more than capable of eliminating any threat posed to him, himself. As she entered the throne room she found that the room was uncharacteristically empty. There were none of the inner circle or advisers. The room was completely empty, save for her father, Omnus, and Forsaken himself.

“You summoned me, Beloved.” Allura stated as she entered the room. Allura had been Forsaken’s lover since shortly after she and her father had joined forces with Forasken in The Crimson Talon. At first she resented being offered to the man as if she were some sort of livestock to be sold or traded at the whims of her father, however soon she became grateful for her position. Forsaken had proven to be a powerful man more than worthy of her affection, and soon she realized that this man was indeed her soulmate. And a formidable duo they had become.

“I have.” Forsaken said simply. “Have seen the reports coming from America?”

“Which reports? There are many to consider, you must be more specific.” She said, half joking. While it was true that there were many disturbing events currently going on in America in the recent weeks, there would only be one which would illicit such a response from Forsaken.

“This situation in Lost Haven is most disturbing.” Forsaken said.
“Ah yes, this so called Pax Metahuman.” Allura said knowingly. 

“Yes.” Forsaken said bluntly. “If this terrorist can do what he says and artificially create a condition which would make everyone human being on Earth a meta human…” he paused for a moment before continuing. “We cannot allow that to happen.”

“Oh I don’t know, I don’t see the problem.” Allura partly teased. She was very well aware of the problems that could arise if everyone were suddenly like them. However, she learned a long time ago that although she is just as capable of running their regime as any of the men in The Crimson Talon, if not more so, it suited her interests to allow them 

“If this terrorist were successful, it would throw the entire globe into chaos, and that is not something that I can allow.” Forsaken told her. 

“Of course, Beloved.” Allura agreed. 

“This is why you are to accompany your father and Helos to Lost Haven. I want you to investigate this matter further. Do not interfere with the so called heroes of that city, as I assume many of them will also be looking into the matter. Report to me as soon as you find anything and I will join you there to deal with these terrorists myself.” Forsaken told her.

“Of course. However, what should we do if any of these…heroes interfere in our work?” Allura asked.

“Destroy them all.”