A few days after my talk with Alia, she hadn't contacted afterward, well, because of what happened to her that day. I couldn't say that she is dead because the chains were still tethered to my left arm, not that anyone can see them besides her and I.
My team noticed that I was troubled and didn't know what to do to get back on track. I wasn't bothered my Mind and Body were debating the course of action that had been taken and the close calls my team had when they had gone out to the other sectors doing a reconnaissance on them.
Again, they were successful, but at what cost? I had recently paired Dante with Marie and Veronicah with Donny yielding promising results, however as I had ntioned before; this city had other plans with the pairing I had done. I felt it was simply mocking to an extent of frustration.
Through all that I couldn't lose my cool. Still in our safe house they had reported back to on their reconnaissance so far and it went south at the start. Dante and Marie found themselves cornered by so people in the who were undercover police officers searching for a couple of convicts out in the city. They committed arson to several buildings in the city with a death toll of sixty-nine people and leaving others with severe skin burns -third degree burns-, and murdered, let put it this way, slaughtered fifty-one officers and security personnel in a heist they were doing. And through all that they couldn't be recognised through their body features and mistook anyway who surprisingly dressed like them.
It wasn't as bad.
They managed to escape from the through their combined cunning feats, athleticism and forr military training. They fought their way out, but Dante had to make sure he didn't use much of his strength. If he did their mandate would have been to kill not to arrest.
Veronicah and Donny on-the-other-hand had it worse than the previous duo. The demons sensed her power and made her an open target, and they were ambushed out in the street where there weren't any witnesses. Donny had no choice to use his dagger which they recognised and targeted him as well. They had to find an opening and make a run for it, chased down till they were exhausted and still needed to fend for themselves to stay alive.
Though they fought diligently however it ended with Donny and Veronicah getting injured. He got slashed in his left calf and was grazed across his chest and got his right arm dislocated. I had to relocate it since Veronicah wasn't well knowledgeable in that field. Veronicah had cut under her left cheek, was stabbed in her right arm and suffered a few broken ribs.
Brushed and battered, they were both happy they hadn't died yet. Their deaths will be their choice not this city's.
I hadn't left the safe house much. I dug through more information of the underground world of the city and took hours to look docunts in our private One Direction Information Highway, ODIH for short, which we had to setup, and it was designed to make sure that we would only receive any and all information from the source. Was it a safe connection between us and Mynde? Yes! It was specially made secure through several layers encryption that Donny walked on with the top cyber criminals to develop under the watchful eye of Mynde.
Given full immunity from prison if they worked on this classified project that even the governnt had no idea of. Mynde pulled all the stops to hide this project and calling it Manifold while I was on my mission called Sanity Paradise that he kept from my team.
For the ti we had been here no cyberattacks were launched on us. Not yet. It seed they haven't found the private network at the ti. My phone then buzzed for the twentieth ti due to notifications. I looked at what it could possibly be and was perplexed to see that Alia had sent a text. It read 'I thought a lot about that day…'. I had to turn my phone screen off so that I wouldn't split my attention irrationally.
We had to take care of Donny who was in a terrible physical state. I carried him and put him on his bed, and I told him, "You need to rest for now and allow Marie to tend to your wounds." I looked at Marie standing at the entrance of Donny's living quarters.
"Go get the first aid kit and so sedatives, he is going to need them," Donny groaning in pain after I instructed Marie.
"Veronicah watch over Donny I have to get back to the ODIH and continue scrutinizing the information. I have already gone far enough into the files, and you would be slowing down my progress," I told her.
I got back to the ODIH and read Aila's text ssage which of course was daunting to read, though I read anyway. The text was exactly what she said she would send to , a list of certain powers, demons in power, and where I can find them. Besides that, she reflected on the whole event that ended up with being her master. Her mischief ca to an end that day.
'I don't want you to think I am ignoring you, I was trying to fathom what just happened and it's hard to do so.' One of texts read. It seed that she was contemplating a lot, but I didn't jump to conclusions. 'I couldn't ask anyone for help, and I am fully aware that I asked a stranger but what choice did I have? Everyone I know is either too scared, they are going to taken away and killed or worse or even use as a negotiation tool.'
Alia
Fuck, I have gone through enough and then you ca in made your fucking slave.
Though you respected and knew that it just made the fucking situation worse.
I don't even know what to do anymore. Just take care of the list for and maybe I could do sothing better with my life.
You
Alia
I stopped myself from typing back and erased the ssage I planned to send to her.
Another hour went by while I was rummaging through the files, soone knocked on the door. I got up from the desk and summoned my pistol and slowly walked to the door. I looked back and saw Donny, Veronicah and Marie arming themselves and waiting for a chance to attack whoever it was if they weren't friendly.
Grabbed on to the brass door handle and slowly opened the door only to find no one on the other side but a package which was unmarked, had no destination nor did it have the sender's address. On the side of the seventy centitres by fifty centitres was a ssage written 'READ OLD FRIEND'. I set it down on the table after closing the door behind .
Everyone ca to the table to see what I got from the front door. "What's inside?" Marie asked .
"I guess we are going to have to find out," I stated.
I proceeded to open the package and found an array of small handheld weapons inside, pistols, knives and a note inside. 'I just felt like getting rid of old stock, and thanks to you I got amazing custor. Hope you hadn't forgotten about , mate. Hehe.' it read including the laugh.
It was from the rchant we last t in Downti City. 'He is here?' I asked myself. Then I rembered that his shop teleports randomly, but he hadn't ntioned that it could teleport outside of the city making feeling the gap of knowledge of him and his shop.
The pistols felt odd, they had so sort of magical power infused in them. And a set of peculiar blades in the box had the others choosing what they felt was a best fit for them, but I warned them not to do so. The type of blade they had to pick depended on their skillset not on preferences. I have had enough experience to know the faults of picking with your preferences, sotis it is good and sotis it leads to one's destruction.
It was a matter of ti before we had to acquire new weapons. It seems it isn't going to be the start of our adaptation to the city.
Hours later, it was evening probably 19:00 HRS, I received another text ssage saying she has another matter to attend to, she might not be available for the ti. The chains vibrated slightly on arm and that ant she was being dishonest with . I questioned her on that, and she told that she really has sothing to attend to, but the chains remained still. That then ant she was lying about her availability which I left to rest.
Later at night while everyone was having their leisure, I took a walk out around the streets of Bronix City. I didn't put much on to be walking around in.
The city was bustling in these hours, way more than the day. 'They might be themselves at these tis.' I said under my breath and the word themselves lingered in my mind a little longer than I needed.
A bone in my body was telling danger is nearby, but I couldn't figure out from where.
Along my stroll I had to wade through a crowd of people out on the streets, so tipsy, high, sober and ntal deranged to the point where their hallucinations manifested themselves. Even though I was wading through them I had save a few who were targeted by demons in the crowd.
One of them, a virgin woman dressed in butt shorts and were caught by two n in suits both demons and I confronted them. They were quite strong, and they launched into an alley. A big man ca chased after right after landing by a dumpster.
He jumped in the air and crashing down feet first. I quickly moved out of the way and got to my feet. I didn't fight back because I was in no rush to go anywhere. He stood and faced , then threw one hell of a right which I had caught with my left with a bit of resistance. I got the leverage and twisted him arm to left.
He groaned in pain and swung his left arm, which I also caught. That's what he wanted, he then stretched out his arms causing my feet to leave the ground and be suspended in the air. He moved his head back and then hit with the nastiest headbutt I had gotten. In my state I then reciprocated and headbutted him, making him let go of and landing on the ground to my feet.
I took the chance to attack him but was stopped by the sound of a gunshot. My vision was starting to fade, and a warm liquid was flowing on the side of my head. I moved my hand to the area the warm liquid I felt was then I looked at my fingers. It was my blood! In my last mont I slowly turned my hand to see Alia holding a gun. I collapsed after that, and my vision went dark.
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Smoke rose from the barrel of the pistol into the air. The gun was tightly gripped by a terrified girl who stood by a man barely visible in the dimly lit alley where Captain's corpse lay. She was breathing erratically accompanied by her hands shaking.
The man lowered the gun barrel and spoke to her, "Well done, Alia." She was speechless.
"Thank you for making the man who killed our dear friend Zator to justice. I will keep my end of the promise since you were obedient enough to keep yours. We will no longer trouble you and your family or friends or colleagues anymore. Your debt has been paid off as well. Now you are free from your shackles underneath us and my family and my goons. Maybe one day we will co back with a business proposition." He spoke.
Alia looked at him, her face showing terror and pain for the man she entrusted to help her with her problems. But he was gone she felt a trendous amount of pain in her heart. Her heart ached so much that she dropped to her knees and cried over a man she barely knew.
"Get rid of the body!" he instructed his goons.
They heeded his words and two of the goons picked up Captain's cold, 'lifeless' body up of the ground and threw it inside the dumpsters. The man then took out a cigar and lit up and took a huff of the cigar and puffed a thick cloud from his mouth.
He took his leave, leaving behind a broken, sobbing woman on her knees blaming herself for what she had done.
Not long after she departed from the cri scene to her apartnt out there in Bronix City. When she arrived she noticed that her collar had not disappeared.
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