Book TwoA Chapter by kati-didA child is born under
the light Of a blue moon and a
crimson sun
Book 2 “Phineas was a credit to this agency and his people. It
saddens me to say…” I block out the rest of the Queen’s speech. She doesn’t
really care about him, this is just a publicity ploy. Her speech is rehearsed
to perfection and is the same at every funeral except for the names. I roll my eyes and glance over at Phineas’s brother
Argus, he winces when he meets my gaze. Brian who is seated next to me lays his
hand over mine. I smile at him as the Queen finishes her speech and hands Argus
a folded imperial flag. Slowly they lower the casket in to the ground and bury
it. Slowly the congregation drifts away from the burial plot
and to their cars. I collect the queen and escort her over to the waiting limo.
The guard takes over security detail as my phone begins to ring. “Agent Angel Smith.” I answer stepping under a tree as it
begins to rain. “Hello Angel.” replies the deep gravely voice of my
mentor Falcon Jonson. “Oh! Hey Falcon. Why are you calling my personal phone?” “Brian broke my pager last night and I left my work phone
in the car.” “Don’t do that!” “Hey you should count yourself lucky I had my personal
cell phone on me. Phineas deserved to have my full attention I wasn’t going to
be receiving any calls during his funeral.” “Oh get over it angel he was just another academy grunt.
There will be plenty of others.” “Falcon say that again I dare you.” I threaten as Brian
and Justin approach, Brian leans against the tree trunk and looks up at the
sky. “Angel just get over it the rest of the assassins are
completely replicable.” “Oh so the prince is completely replicable?” “Not what I meant Angel and you know it.” “Hurry up Falcon, I have things to do.” “You have to go under cover at the school again. At the
west campus this time you should find Sapphire there. An informant gave us
Intel that Sapphire has been hiding there for the last three months. We think
that the vampires are close to finding her so we want you to get in contact
with her and extract her tactfully. This is a very delicate situation, don’t
scare her, if she bolts we could lose her for a long time.” “Understood, Oh and Falcon, Phineas was as good if not
better than you so go burn in hell.” I hang up before he can reply, I step in
to the rain and let the pouring rain soak my hair and cloths. I can feel the
boys watching me and wait for one of them to approach. Phineas was a good assassin
so were his brothers, now Argus is alone. “He knew what he got himself into Angel. The first thing
Miko tells recruits is that assassins have a life expectancy of zero. We all
know that and we accept it every time we pick up our gun.” Brian says opening
an umbrella over me. “She knows that, she’s just acting to get sympathy”
Justin sneers. “YOU KNOW WHAT JUSTIN.” “What Angel?” BRAT!” “Yeah and you’re a poor, murderous orphan with no future
and a past you can’t even remember.” Brian catches me as I lung at Justin who
takes a half step back laughing. “You don’t change do you Angel, still just as
easy to manipulate. You really should learn to control that temper.” “Why in the hell I ever got engaged to you is completely
beyond me.” I shrug off Brian and go to his truck. “You know Justin you really don’t deserve her. You would
not believe how many all-nighters she pulled trying to find you.” I hear Brian
say behind me. “Well obviously she didn’t try hard enough.” I wince and almost turn around but movement next to me
causes me to jump. “Oh, hey Argus,” I take my hand off my side arm and relax.
“You startled me” “Sorry, you aren’t someone who is easily startled, what’s
going on?” “Nothing, so are you my contact?” “Yeah, so do you want go round up those two and I’ll meet
you at the safe house?” “Umm… actually I think I’ll ride with you and have Brian
and Moron meet us at the safe house. Hey Brian meet me at the safe house.” I
follow Argus to his truck after Brian nods in response. Most assassins have an
off-road vehicle of some sort, people would not believe how many times
off-roading has saved my life. “So Argus I am sorry about your brother. He was
an excellent assassin.” “Thanks. He really looked up to you. He would go on
triads about your accomplishments and how you were the best of the best. At
times it got to be a little intimidating, but I think he identified with you somehow.”
“He did a good job following in my footsteps I’ll give
him that. Although there is something about his death that confuses me.” “What do you mean?” “Malachi wasn’t that messy. No offence, but your brother’s
death was a total mess. Your brother was good but not good enough to beat Malachi;
only five people in the world would have been able to fight him off like that.
And I’m the only one on this side of the line.” “So you don’t think Malachi killed my brother.” “Defiantly not. But it was an assassin that much I do
know.” “Could it have been Lucidia?” “No. Two reasons; reason one, she is one of those five I
told you about; reason two, no calling card. She always leaves a lily, just
like I always leave a feather. I don’t think it was a vampire personally.” “You don’t?” “No, Phineas knew his attacker. He tried to tell me who
it was, but I stopped him. I hate to admit it but I think there is a traitor in
our department.” “Any idea who?” “Yeah, but you won’t like it.” “Who?” “Falcon” “Wait, what?!” “How many other assassins do you know of that can get by
me undetected? That’s his talent. No other assassins good enough to kill
Phineas have that talent. He is good enough to get past me but falcon would
have had trouble killing your brother.” “If you accuse him of that and turn out to be wrong you
will be marked a traitor.” “That is why until we find more proof; we keep our mouths
shut and fly under the radar. I am only telling you this, because I need help
to find that proof. You grew up here you know this town like the back of your
hand, and I know that includes the immortal underbelly.” “Ma’am I would never associate with- “Argus you and I both know that is a flat out lie, I was
a teen once too. Now those old connections are going to be put to use. Well
actually first I need to know if there was an investigation into Phineas’
death.” “At first there was then someone higher up closed it.” Great!!!! “Who was the lead investigator?” “Ummm… Her name was Ana- Dogwood?” “Yeah how did you know?” “First she is elite, second she is a first class member.” “How many first class members are still active?” “The better question is how many are still living. There
are six still alive of the original twelve, all active. Gwen heads up the medic
division; Anastasia heads up clean up division; Travis is Intel; Madeline is
training; sapphire was head of weapons research and development.” “Do any of them still take assignments?” “High priority targets mostly. The assignments no other
assassins could handle.” “Who oversees WRD?” “Now, I do, Sapphire and I oversaw it together. She is
the one who discovered what monks wood does to werewolves. She was a good
friend of mine; most people don’t realize that we are actually cousins.” “You miss her don’t you?” “Yes. Now tomorrow I need you to take a message to
Anastasia, I need to have a meeting with her.” I grab a note card out of the
glove box and scribble my message on to it: Hello
sister dearest it is me your dear Bidadari. I simply must see you and catch up
on your life. Do send a reply with my errand boy here. With love Bidadari.
“Do not read this. Only give it to Anastasia, do not leave her office until she
sends you away.” “Understood, Angel I can guarantee that this will stay
between us.” “Good” Safe
House Sunday march 28th 8:00 a.m. “BRIAN GET OVER HERE NOW AND GET THIS SCRAWNY IDIOTIC
RICH PALACE BRAT OUT OF MY ROOM BEFORE I MURDER HIM! NOW,” I yell throwing open
my bedroom door, it slams against the wall with enough force to put the handle
through the wall. I’ll fix it later. “Awww… is Angie angry at me?” Justin sneers laying across
my bed. I growl and throw a pillow at him. “Oh yeah that hurt” “Next time it will be a book. BRIAN NOW! I AM SO NOT
JOKING ABOUT THE MURDER PART! I WILL ACTUALLY KILL HIM IF YOU DO NOT EXTRACT
HIM FROM MY ROOM!” I stamp my foot and stride across my room to the dresser and
check my phone. “Wow Angel you sure know how to throw a fit, don’t you
now. I really don’t think this is how the Head of the Assassins Corp is
supposed to behave. Show some respect for your position” “Oh like you have any room to talk Justin. It’s not like
you have any respect for the fact that you are heir to the empire.” “What the hell do you mean by that?” “You know exactly what I mean.” “Okay you know what angel,” Justin jumps of the bed and
closes the space between us in a few long strides. “You are a stone cold,
cruel, vile, heartless old wench” “Is that so? Well you know what you are a good for
nothing, selfish, egotistical, cruel boy with absolutely no respect for anyone
or anything” you. God Angel you are such a
hypo- “That’s enough you two.” Brian commands pushing us apart,
“Now Justin get the hell out of Angel’s room and go down stairs. NOW JUSTIN!”
Begrudgingly Justin slinks from the room. “Angel you need to calm down, really
he’s just trying to get a reaction out of you.” “YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT! HONESTLY BRIAN, DO I LOOK
STUPID TO YOU REALLY!” I shout causing him to step back slowly and hold his
arms up. I close my eyes and take a deep breath before opening them again.
“Sorry for snapping at you Brian, I know you are just trying to keep the
breath. I forgot how much of a pain in my neck that stupid twit can be.” “Angel don’t take this the wrong way but why in the hell
are you still with him?” “Because no matter how angry he makes me I still can
forget the good times we have. And besides I can’t put all the fights on him I
am just as much at fault as he. Our relationship makes no sense but it works,
and it’s ours.” “Angel stop me if I ever start to fall in love please. It
sounds like hell.” “Brian it is hell but it can also be heaven. The thing is
it is never easy it takes a lot of hard work and dedication.” “If you say so Angel,” Brian turns and heads to the door
as Argus comes in. “Hey Argus wanna help me kick Justin’s rear end later.” “Gladly, so angel about that errand you had me run.”
Brian looks from me to Argus before shrugging and leaving. “She gave me this
note. No I didn’t look at it, I am not suicidal. I also brought home donuts they
are in the dining room.” He bows his head and leaves, as he disappears from
sight I sigh and unfold Anastasia’s letter.
out what I suspect him of it could ruin me. Kanza
Prairie Research station March 28th 1:00 pm “Argus be back here in two hours if I am not waiting for
you wait and keep the engine running hot.” I instruct and I exit his truck. I
put on my fedora and wave good bye. I walk slowly towards the hiking trail
looking for Anastasia. “Hey comrade, nice job getting the prince back. Bet that
got you a shiny new vehicle from the queen.” Anastasia waves from a little way
down the trail. I smile and brace myself as she rushes forward to give me
a hug. “I missed you Anastasia. Have you heard from Gwen recently?” “Come now Angel, I know you didn’t call me out here to
make small talk. Best get to the point of all of this if you want me to even
consider helping you.” “I guess you are right. Don’t freak out, I think falcon
killed Phineas.” “I was afraid you were going to say that.” “Huh?” “Listen angel when I got to the scene to investigate I knew Malachi couldn’t have done it. Phineas’ death was way too messy. Malachi would never have made those mistakes. Falcon on the other hand makes them all the time. It’s like he never went through the training.” “Yeah sometimes I find it hard to believe that he was one of the original six.” “Sadly though he was, at least we had Audrey to offset him. What do you need me to do?” “I need you to get me everything on the case please. And I do mean everything to include the evidence; I don’t care what you have to do to get it just get it.” “Umm the evidence might be a little difficult but I should be able to get it.” “And why would it be difficult for an elite to access things such as evidence from the case she was lead in?” “Because someone who out ranks even us has classified the case." “CLASSIFIED, WHAT DO YOU MEAN CLASSIFIED? Classified has no meaning for us. We are the command, we are the top of the food chain, only one person out ranks us, the queen.” “And Falcon, so do I have to tell you who classified it or can you guess it right” “Falcon” “Utacamza… that complicate things a bit. If you can’t find a way around it then let me know.” “What will you do " no wait let me guess, you are going to break in to the evidence lock up aren’t you.” “Would I do that?” “Yes! Don’t pull that innocence act on me, I know you better than that.” *ha ha* “I know." “So tell me how is little Marila?” “She is good happy to have Justin back. She tried to talk me into bringing her on this mission.” “Uh, no, not with what you are doing on the side. That would be a horrible idea, especially since everyone knows that she is important to you.” “That’s what I said.” “How is the prince?” “Don’t even go there." “Oh creator you to haven’t already started fighting have you” “What do you think?” “I am sure someone has already said this but, please try not to kill him.” “I will.” Safe House February 12th
11:00 pm or thereabouts
I slowly open my eyes to find myself in watching my mother cook- well utacamza I’m dreaming! Oh well might as well see where this goes. A movement to my right catches her attention. A young Helena comes stumbling out of our old room, in her left hand she clutches the small doll I made for her fourth birthday. She rubs her eyes and turns to look at the door. ‘Mother where is Shias?’ ‘Right here youngling’ a sixteen year old me drops from the eves and lands behind Helena who lets out a screech and runs for our mother. The other me laughs and ruffles Helena’s hair. ‘Don’t worry dear I won’t hurt you.’ ‘How do you do that?’ ‘Do what Helena?’ ‘Sneak up on people like that. It’s as if you are a ghost, or a shadow.’ Mother flinches and starts to usher Helena towards the front door. ‘Stealth is simply Shias’ gift. Now go find Marcus he should be somewhere out in the horse field. Shias do not go, I would like a word with you.” “Angel, wake up.” Justin’s voice penetrates my mind and draws me out of the dream. “Angel seriously, wake up.” “Damn it Justin! That was a good dream, why did you wake me? What time is it?” I snap siting up; he is seated on the edge of the bed, watching me with those intense icy blue eyes. He furrows his brow a little as if he doesn’t quite comprehend what I said. “Justin what time is it?” “Oh, uhm, it is eleven-fifteen.” “Justin what’s up why did you wake me?” “I- well- it’s just- utacamza.” He looks at his hands and gives a half-hearted laugh before standing and going to the window. I flip off the covers and pull my knees up to my chest and watch him. We sit in silence for a few moments, I stand and walk over to him and run my hands up his back and drape my arms over his shoulders. “Angel I’m scared I keep looking over my shoulder expecting to see Malachi. I feel like every shadow conceals a vampire. I’m an elite assassin I shouldn’t fear anything, everything should fear me.” “Justin everyone has their monsters, even I fear something.” “Not that anyone knows what that something is, seeing as
you won’t tell anyone.” “When did this become a lecture?” “When you triggered the instructor instinct." “Yeah well I didn’t exactly come in here looking for a lecture.” “Then what did you come in here looking for?” “I honestly don’t know, maybe I just wanted the woman I fell in love with, you know my fiancé of thirty years, my lover of fifty years.” “She has always been here Justin you need only ask.” “I know I just forget that some times. Tell me what were you dreaming about?” “I was dreaming about my mother, and siblings.” “You still miss them don’t you?” “Yes I do.” “Why don’t you just let them go already? They have been dead for roughly two thousand and forty four years. I only know that because you used to keep track of how many years it had been.” “Moving on does not mean forgetting Justin, it means living your life and not getting stuck in the past. You can’t just forget someone you loved, do you know how many people told me to forget about you? I never listened to any of them because I loved you.” “I never asked you to.” “you didn’t need to.” “I didn’t think you would to be honest. You were so cold those last few weeks. I figured I no longer had your love.” “No matter how cold and distant I was you still had my love. I am sorry if I ever led you to believe otherwise, I never meant to hurt you. I am sorry I took me so long to find you.” “You tried that is all I could ask. I’m sorry I was so cruel to you afterward. I know you tried with all your heart. Know there is only one question left unanswered." “And what is that?” “Do you still love me? Tell me angel honestly do I still have your love or have you had a change of heart.” “Justin- I- to be honest my prince I do not know. After twenty years of holding on to that love I do not know if I held on to something that lives or has died.” “I love you angel and for that reason I must let you go. The doubt in your heart means something Angel." “I understand Justin. My, you have grown over these past two decades.” He turns and looks into my eyes with longing. I sigh and stand on my tiptoes to kiss his fore head. “Do not cry puppet perhaps one day you and I will once again be one, if destiny will have that, and if not then I assure you there is someone out there who will love you more than I" “Perhaps all we do know is it will be according to the creators design. Sleep well tonight my assassin.” “Sleep well my prince.”
Monday February 13th 7:00
am School bus-stop near safe house
“Hey Brian, hey Angel, who the hell are you?” Justin growls to the human currently flirting with me and failing to an extreme. “Name’s Danni, who are you?” he answers stepping closer to me. “How about you sweet thing, got a name or should I just call you Angel?” “Seriously is that the best you’ve got?” I sneer turning to Brian. “Serieus als hij niet weggaat zal ik hem doden.” Seriously if he doesn’t go away I am going to kill him, it is Dutch “Oh come on babe why so cold. You should give me a shot I am the captain of the JV football team.” “And tell me why would I do that? My last boyfriend was Justin Goodsword, taking a JV player would be a down step.” Okay so I am so not really that much of a snob but I refuse to date this idiot. Justin kick his rear end please, I am begging you, do me this one kindness. “Finally here comes the bus. JC do me a favor if the idiot continues to pester me please dispose of him.” “Of course Angel I would love to.” As soon as the doors open I float on to the bus causing even the bus driver to stop and watch me. Immortals have a knack for an unearthly grace; we actually have to think about every step when we walk like humans. I get a kick out of watching a human adolescent’s face as when I don’t hide the grace. Some humans, a very small proportion, are born with that grace, for the rest they must work at it for years and they still won’t fully master it. Justin stifles his chuckle and follows me to the back of the bus with Brian. “Smooth entrance Angel now how are we going to deal with the humans I was friends with?” He asks as we slide in to the benches over the rear wheels. “Nope, I am so in improvising mode right now.” “So SNAFU basically?” “Yep situation normal all freaked up. But look at the bright side at least we are no longer at FUBAR.” “Good point, first we deal with the loose ends and then we will get in to the school data base and see if we can pinpoint the alias my sister is using.” “Sounds good to me, did you grab the lap top and the
scrambler?
Monday February 13th 10:30
am Manhattan High East Campus
“Angel, are you sure we should be doing this in broad daylight?” Brian whispers as I slowly open the Principal’s office door. “Yes now will you shut up? Justin’s diversion should keep the staff busy for a while.” I go the computer as Brian shuts the blinds and door. “Brian hand me the laptop and accessories. Thanks now go stand watch.” I hook up the laptop to the re-router and then into the computer, go freaking figure everything is password encoded. It’s time for the scrambler. I pull out a flash drive and plug it in to the desk top. Okay scrambler time to make momma proud. Within moments the program hacks the firewalls. Good girl, now to find Sapphire, way easier said than done since we have no idea which alias she activated. The sad part is there are over fifty un-activated aliases at her disposal. Okay so knowing Sapphire she would use one that would make finding her easy for me but not for others. Hmmm I wonder… nope not that one. “Umm Angel you may want to hurry it up.” “I am working on it.” Maybe she recycled an old alias… let’s try Isadora Carver. Yes! “Okay lets blow this popsicle stand.” I disassemble everything and slip out with Brian as the Principle walks up to the secretary’s desk with Justin and five other boys in tow. Two of which are Jude and Michael, go figure Justin would enlist them in his scheme. Way to take one for the team kid, he will be lucky if he isn’t expelled judging by the damage done to the other boys. Although it appears as if Michael and Jude where on Justin’s team.
Monday February 13th 3:36 pm Safe house “So how did it go with the Principal?” I ask as Justin drops his bag on the kitchen table. “I have OSS for the next three weeks. Did you find out anything?” “Actually I did Sapphire is using the alias from our
missions in 1921, Isadora Carver. Only this one is a red head, red as in
crimson red. My guess is she is using a wig and contacts because she has green
eyes.”
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