S3E11: Snake’s Den
Season 3 | Episode 11
Inanna finally fulfills her long-lasting desire of… vengeance!?
The night wraps around us like a cozy blanket as we make our final tweaks before taking off. I steal a glance at the sky, feeling a rush of excitement, knowing we’re about to soar into the unknown. Dad’s busy loading up our ship with supplies, and our three Anunnaki soldiers are standing tall, ready for action. Their eyes sparkle with determination under the moon’s glow.
Wearing this dark armor feels kinda strange, like I’ve stepped into a whole new world I’ve been daydreaming about for ages. No more the bright knight in shining armor, now I’m embracing the shadows, feeling the thrill of power coursing through me.
Dad gives a nod to Abgal, our trusty pilot.
“Take us up, friend. It’s time.”
The engines hum to life, and we ascend into the night sky. Below us, Babylon fades away, and I can’t help but grin slyly with anticipation, my heart pounding with excitement. We’re on a mission – to find and face my uncle Enlil at his secret hideout called Puma Punku.
Thanks to information extracted from captured human moles, we’ve got the location pinned down. But we’ve gotta be sneaky, gotta catch Enlil off guard. Abgal steers us over the dark ocean, each star reflecting in the water below like a tiny beacon of hope.
After what feels like forever, our sensors pick up a ridge in the distance. We slow our approach, eyes peeled for any signs of trouble. And there it is, perched on top of a towering mountain – Puma Punku. I shiver, imagining the wicked plans Enlil’s cooking up behind those stone walls. But we’re ready for whatever he throws our way.
We touch down some leagues away, out of sight. Gathering weapons and tools, we review the infiltration plan. Our goal – gather evidence, confront Enlil and make him answer for his crimes. The soldiers understand the risks, but stand resolute. Under cover of night, we set out into the unknown.
The mountain air is frigid as we survey Enlil’s fortress from afar. My breath fogs before me as I take in the sheer walls and multitudes of armed sentries pacing the parapets. This will not be easy.
Father gazes at me, concern furrowing his brow.
“There are far more troops than anticipated. We should exercise caution.”
As much as his words drip with wisdom, frustration twists inside me like a mischievous sprite. We’ve journeyed too far to even entertain the thought of turning back now! “I’ll sneak closer,” I declare with determination, not even allowing room for debate. Without waiting for his response, I dart away into the shadows.
Slipping through the darkness, I weave between towering stone structures, dodging the wandering beams of light like a playful dancer. My heart races, adding an exhilarating rhythm to the night’s adventure. And there it is, just ahead—a hatch cracked open, beckoning like a secret doorway to possibility. Without a second thought, I throw caution to the wind and slip inside, descending into the unknown with the grace of a curious cat.
With a soft landing, I find myself in a new world, the hatch sealing above me with a dramatic creak that sends a shiver down my spine. Eyes wide and senses alert, I navigate the labyrinthine corridors below, each step a thrilling dance between stealth and discovery. The air hangs heavy with anticipation, but I press on, my nerves tingling with excitement, like a bowstring pulled tight, ready to release at any moment.
Every sound, every shadow, sets my heart pounding, but I relish in the thrill of the chase, eagerly awaiting the next twist in this exhilarating tale of espionage and daring.
Suddenly, a door groans open ahead, and out steps a figure clad in uniform. Our gazes lock for a fleeting moment, a heartbeat frozen in time, before his hand instinctively reaches for the weapon at his side. There’s no room for the demure Lady of the Greatest Heart now. Reacting purely on instinct, I lunge forward, dagger at the ready. With precision, my blade finds its mark, slicing through fabric and flesh alike. His startled cry is silenced as he collapses to the ground.
Standing over him, my chest rises and falls with adrenaline, while dark crimson pools beneath the fallen guard. The deed is done, irreversible and final. Horror and repulsion twist inside me, a chilling sensation that snakes its way through my veins. I’ve extinguished a life with my own hands, a realization that weighs heavy on my conscience.
Yet, amidst the turmoil, anger still burns bright within me—anger directed towards the one who tore my love, my guiding light, from this world. Did this man not willingly align himself with the same vile cause? Perhaps justice wears many faces. I cannot undo what’s been done; I must steel myself and press onward into the shadows.
My hands shake uncontrollably as I sever all connections, shrouding myself in a heavy blanket of silence. The others must not know of my impulsive actions, not yet. I’m plunged into solitude, left to navigate this treacherous snake’s den… ALONE!
Gripping my blade tightly, I venture deeper into the labyrinth of corridors, each step leading me farther from the light.
I creep past vast hangars housing rows of sleek spacecraft, any one of which could prove my salvation should my reckless ploy go awry. But there is no turning back now. I am committed to this perilous path.
Finally stumble upon those posh digs meant for the Anunnaki big shots. The fancy digs just fuel my burning hatred even more. Soldiers strut past, clueless ’bout the intruder in their midst. Holding my breath, praying my heart don’t rat me out as their footsteps fade away.
Now I stand before the fateful door, my entire body thrumming with barely contained fury. After what feels like a lifetime of simmering anger and heartbreak, the showdown I’ve been dreaming of is finally here. I gotta rein in the storm raging inside me. It’s time for payback—or maybe just straight-up vengeance.
The door slides open smooth as silk. Inside, lounging on them plush couches, sits the jerk who’s caused me nothin’ but grief—Enlil, the one behind all my pain. Shock and surprise flash across his smug face. Before he can even blink, my blade’s right at his throat, my voice dripping with venom as I let loose years of pent-up fury:
“Murderer! Your reign of terror ends here and now!”
At long last, the reckoning has arrived…