Princess Of The Insurgents - Chapter 48 Annoying She Was Annoying She Is.

Sitting at a metal table in front of Cindy, who watches the show with a little disgust, Jane struggles with the contents of a large plate of meat and vegetables that she jealously protects from the beautiful young woman. Fearing that this wicked woman is stealing it just to spite her, Jane hurries to swallow it by plunging her fork into it at a steady pace.

A little bitter as she looks at her now empty plate, but her belly more than fills, Jane looks up at the very tall woman who, according to her, has no place in this century.

“So, Cindy, tell me. Is it because you missed me so much that you decided to come find me in the future?”

Cindy shakes her head at this ridiculous question. Although the kid is full of herself, Cindy, who knows a little bit about Jane and her character, doesn’t get angry, but hides a smile.

“Yes little Princess, when you disappeared, besides my heart that imploded, my world came crashing down. Don’t stand there with your mouth open, you idiot. Of course not, I didn’t come to the future with the hope of finding you there, and to tell you the truth, I never thought I’d see you here. When you fled our base with Johnny, we assumed that you had found refuge among other Hanumans.

To kill you, I searched for you for three months, but you seemed to have vanished and considering that I had other obligations, I gave up trying to find you. As for me, I am a witness to the past. At least it’s for this reason that I was chosen when the army and numerous greedy Hanumans joined forces to suppress us. As our species declined rapidly, I was put to sleep for 126 years, just two years after you left.”
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Jane observes Cindy who is supposed to be 4 years older but that beauty hasn’t changed at all and remembers that she herself has kept the same appearance since she got here,. At this moment, she begins to think that her hypothesis that cryogenics slowed her aging is not so absurd.

Cindy is still as beautiful as ever, but Jane, who hasn’t forgotten that this young woman wanted to kill her, turns her head to the side.

“I understand better why you seem to have aged so poorly. What sadness, you who were so beautiful, ahh. Although I don’t love you, I appreciate beautiful things and when I see what you’ve become, it still hurts me a little. By the way, you who wished so much for my death in the past, why this radical change?”

Cindy realizes that time has no hold on this unpleasant little girl. Annoying, she was, annoying, she is.

“The world isn’t what it used to be. In 2034, fighting the army still made sense, but today it’s very different. Sometimes we attack the army, but generally we deal with rich people or politicians who are considered honest, to purge the evil that has slowly crept into this world. Anyway, we’ll talk about this later, for now, I want you to come with me.”

This statement dismays Jane. To do business with these powerful men who are the very ones responsible for the present chaos is to contribute to the suffering of the people and to deny what all their predecessors have fought for.

“You disgust me. You are afraid to face the great men who are nothing but mass murderers. Where are your values and what have you done with your courage? Would this time travel have made you a coward, who bows down before the powerful men?”

Cindy sighs. That little girl knows nothing of this world. She doesn’t know the real causes that brought this world to where it is now and the fact that she judges her that way is not so surprising.

“I haven’t changed, Jane, and I’m glad to see you haven’t either. I’m happy to see that behind your mask of a pretentious, self-centred little girl, there is still the insurgent ready to stand up to fight the film directors and actors who are directing this bad comedy.

I promise you that when the time comes, I will tell you everything, but right now you are too young, too immature and too impulsive to know. Now, follow me, I must make you work to become what you should already be.”

Jane looks into Cindy’s beautiful green eyes. The harpy doesn’t seem to lie, and as for her thoughts, the young woman controls them so that Jane can’t get any information out of them about her secret.

“In the past you have done nothing to deserve my trust, however, first of all, I’ll listen to what you have to tell me, but if I find out that you are lying to me, I will kill you immediately. Show me the way, I’ll follow you.”

Cindy laughs at the sight of the little girl looking at her insistently, but she knows if Jane were to get angry, there’s nothing she could do to protect her life. Without another word, she nods her head and stands up. Cindy walks through the lounge, crosses a hallway and utters a word that gives her access to another room in her suite.

Behind the silver door made of armoured metal that opens without making a sound, the medium-sized room she enters contains only a simple white oval table and two crystal chairs.

Cindy checks the handles at both ends of the oval table and finding that they are in perfect working order, she places her hand in her pocket to pull out a small cube.

Jane looks at Cindy, who simply sends a slight mental wave into the cube, then she directs her eyes to the table, which turns on itself after an immaterial screen has Separate it in two.

“Bring the prisoners, Jane’s about to start training.”

Jane can’t keep her mouth shut anymore. Cindy is not a Transmitter and furthermore, she has noticed that like her, the members of the group that brought her to this base were all able to use telepathy and access a lot of information without using their personal assistants. How is it possible for these Hanuman to do such things?

“Cindy, how can you communicate with your men without using your personal assistant?”

The tall young woman directs her gaze to the little girl gnashing her teeth.

“Actually, it’s very simple. I’ve had a nano-chip implanted in me that allows me to communicate with people who, like me, have one. Thanks to this little gem of technology, I have access to the world’s underground data bank and I can even analyse people’s moods. For example, right now the little princess is jealous and upset that she doesn’t have this fantastic object in her little wooden head.”