Organization IV

Maxsodin crunched on the cone of her fourth ice cream that morning. Xahssa shook her head in disgust as Maxsodin shoved the remaining cone in her mouth and licked her figures with relish. "MMM shmn ood!"
Xahssa placed her hand over her face. "Maxsodin, PLEASE wait until you swallow that mess!"
After some effort, Maxsodin did indeed swallow and cleared her through. "I said 'Yum, that's good'."
Immediately, Maxsodin eyed up the sea salt ice cream Xahssa hadn't finished. Xahssa sighed and handed it over. Maxsodin bolted it down in no time flat.
Licking her figures as she gulped down the sweet mixture, Maxsodin questioned Xahssa "So... what brings... you out 'ere.. tryin'... ta find me?" She said, pausing in between to lick each individual finger.
Xahssa answered by spraying her face with a blast of water, cleansing it of the sticky ice cream. Maxsodin gave a cry of protest. Rubbing her eyes to regain her vision, Maxsodin saw that Xahssa was up and walking out of the store. Maxsodin hopped from her seat and ran over to her friend's side. Together, they wandered the streets, conversing in low tones.
"I came find you because what you did was stupid."
Maxsodin stared at her blankly. Xahssa sighed and tried to explain it simply. "Look, running off like that and simultaneously leaving that much information that the diary made EVERYONE suspicious of your true motives. Seycax, for example, will now on consider you a deserter and traitor."
Upon seeing the worried expression cross her face, Xahssa quickly explained to Maxsodin. "No but not me, Maxy! Not me or Nexan OR Braxyd! We've known you too long, too personally, to believe you'd do such a thing."
"But you still didn't answer my question!" Maxsodin protested. "Why did you bother to come find me?"
"Because you're my friend! Your problems are my problems!"
"More than you know..." breathed Maxsodin.
Just then a figure staggered out of an ally towards them. The man was burnt and blackened. Maxsodin and Xahssa watched him stagger out onto the street before collapsing. And out from the ally from which the man came, Braxyd strode forth, snapping his wrists to extinguish the flames. He looked down the street and then up the street. Spotting him, Maxsodin's face became pale, and she started to back off, her eyes wide with fear.
"Maxsodin?" Xahssa said.
Upon hearing her name, Braxyd looked in their direction and began running towards them. Xahssa looked at Maxsodin, then at Braxyd. Then she remembered what the diary had said: Braxyd was programmed to destroy Maxsodin!
Xahssa ran up to Braxyd, meeting him half way. She barred his path with a haughty glare and menacing water torrents rushing around her hand to form her trident.
"Braxyd, I WON'T let you harm Maxy!"
"No, no! You don't understand, Xahssa!" Braxyd said, trying to glance around her and spot Maxsodin. "It's gone! My programming is gone!"
"What!?" Xahssa's trident disappeared.
"Yeah! Number V deleted my programing!"
"That's great B! Let's go tell Max-" She turned around to beckon Maxsodin, but she was missing. "Where did she-"
A startled cry echoed faintly on the breeze. Xahssa and Braxyd looked at each other. Both their eyes reflected the same panic and horror. The cry was unmistakable.
Maxsodin!