Infinity: Rising of the Soul Weavers

"Is she not here yet?" An angry voice called out as the trio reached a set of well decorated wooden double doors.

"We've been waiting here for a long while already!" Another voice called with displeasure and disdain apparent in his voice.

Those were obviously two of the Generals that were waiting for her.

"Enough!" A familiar voice suddenly rang in anger. "No one told you to wait for her! You're the ones that came without notice and requested a meeting! 

"I haven't been able to contact her recently so she must be busy. You can't possibly blame her for taking care of our home while you slack away!"

This was none other than Scott's ferocious retort! He sounded really angry.

"Slacking away?" A young voice rang in response. "Do you think Earth would still be intact if it wasn't for us serving in the Supreme Galactic Alliance?!" 

"Other than that," a calm voice said. "Didn't you tell her that me and Kai would be waiting for her? That's utter disrespect if you ask me-"

"Well, no one asked you!" Scott called out. If Raven was to see him, she'd widen her eyes at the veins that were bulging around his eyes in anger.

He really seemed to blame the Generals for some reason.

Raven, who was outside the door with General Kai and Abbadon, raised her eyebrows as she heard the Generals arguing, but she didn't act irrationally or even show a hint of anger.

Abbadon, however, couldn't help but show a hint of viciousness on his face.

General Kai didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a terrifying chilly touch approaching his soul, as if to reap it away.

He wasn't the only one; the Generals inside felt it as well and couldn't help but quit their heated argument and look at each other suspiciously, before glancing towards the door.

Raven, on the other hand, was still smiling and had no idea. 

"Lady Raven," Abbadon called out in a cold voice and matching expression. "Would you like me to deal with those insolent idiots?"

General Kai suddenly raised his eyebrows as he hadn't expected this disrespectful comment from Raven's subordinate.

"No, it's fine," Raven waved her hand dismissively. "I guess I've been late, I'll deal with it myself."

As she said so, she pushed the set of double doors and stepped inside with General Kai and Abbadon one step behind her, one to her left and the other to her right, respectively.

Inside the room, six men and three women were seated around a rather large meeting table. They all had their eyes focused on the newcomers.

"Hm, if General Kai is here…" one of the women that has been quiet till now speculated, "then that means you must be the girl? Raven?"

Everyone subconsciously nodded while looking her up and down, as if to evaluate this girl that has been keeping them waiting for some time now.

"Uhm, I am Raven," Raven smiled gently. "Apologies for keeping you waiting. I've had something important to take care of."

"Hump," a young General harrumphed in a cold manner. "What could be more important than meeting us?"

The young General's plushy hair was blond and reached his shoulders. His eyes were beautiful bright green and seemed to pierce through one's soul.

Raven smiled at his disrespectful attitude but nodded as she dismissed his bad manners.

"It is in fact more important than meeting any of you," Raven had a rather soft smile that seemed to irritate some of the Generals.

"And what could that be?" An old Asian General with a rather long mustache cold out. The entirety of his hair was snow white, as if to emphasize his age.

"Yes," another cold voice resounded. "Please enlighten us!" This General seemed rather aloof. His short blue hair added to his cold attitude.

Raven ignored them temporarily as she sat down at the head of the table in a swift manner. Abbadon stood to her right.

General Kai smiled as he took the seat closest to her. He didn't mind that the others didn't seem to like this girl, but he had a good premonition about her and he has always been a man that follows his own intuition.

"Dissolute!" The snow haired old General yelled as he stood from his seat, his mustache swinging left and right. "How dare you take the seat of the Commanding General!?!"

Watching that, Raven's smile got wider as she watched the others' reaction.

They all seemed to have the same question. While the others didn't speak, the young blond General's gaze suddenly got colder as he stared at Raven, as if wanting to skin her alive.

The three female Generals smiled but they didn't comment. They seemed rather happy that Raven has done what she's done.

"Little girl, answer General Meng!" The blue haired General demanded, anger apparent in his tone and expression.

Before giving a chance to answer, Raven heard a soft chuckle across the room. It was coming from one of the female Generals.

The young Asian looking General had covered her mouth with a beautifully decorated fan as she continued her seductive chuckle.

Her eyes were honey brown and her long hair was jet black, complementing her overall look. She looked elegant and polite, yet young and alluring.

"Meng, Vlad," the young General called. "I didn't expect you'd be so nearsighted. You can't even see past your noses. Can't your u see the confidence behind the little girl's every move? 

"It doesn't take an expert to realize that she holds the position of Commanding General right now."

"What?!" The old General asked loudly, a hint of displeasure apparent in his tone.

"How could that be?" The blue haired General asked. He seemed to calm down now.

"Considering the circumstances, and looking back at everything that has taken place, I guess Commanding General Arkan had appointed her the position of Commanding General. Temporarily at least." The blond General answered calmly. His eyes still showing a cold and chilly glow.

"Uhm," the young black haired General nodded behind her elegant fan. "Isn't that true, Deputy General Scott?"

Smiling, Scott nodded, prompting General Meng and General Vlad, the snow-white old General and the blue haired one to look like they've just eaten a mouthful of some rotten food.

General Meng sat back on his chair in defeat, yet the disgusted expression never left his face.