Mira ignored her cat's heartless questions and checked her account details, her mind racing as she thought of how to escape Echo City- the jurisdiction of the Black family.
If she remains here, they will find her out sooner or later. She needed a secluded place away from the control of the 12 ruling families.
Every city has a family ruling it, with the ocean as its boundary line.
She searched on her hologram screen for a place where she wouldn't be recognized, and her hands stopped on a recruitnt notice, and her eyes lit up with determination.
"Lucky, we're leaving, but first, I need to grab so files." She said, standing up from the ground and patting the dirt from her clothes.
Lucky looked at her, yawned, and waited lazily for Mira to summon it back so she could sleep. She wasn't bothered about why they had to change location or the cause of her master's death.
Mira bought a hoodie from a roadside stall and covered her face, sneaking back to her apartnt.
After getting off the train and swiping her bracelet to pay, she passed through turns and reached a hidden house in an alley.
She opened the door and felt along the wall for the switch. Light shone in the room making everything visible.
She sighed at the sight of the little space; it was her haven when she needed peace and quiet.
Shaking off her lancholy, she headed to the bedroom, opened the dresser, and the wall behind it slid open to reveal a safe.
Placing her hand on the scanner, it beeped, and the safe unlocked. She retrieved a blue chip- the only item inside.
This chip held the hope of humanity transcending to space, along with the identities of the people she raised over the years to make that dream possible.
She smiled bitterly. She had almost given the chip to Eleanor. Thank Goddess Eleanor had shown her true colors in ti, or she would've handed her more power.
Mira slotted the chip into her bracelets for safekeeping, then opened the wardrobe and packed a few clothes.
Carrying the bundle on her back, she stepped out the front door, pausing to look back at the little house one last ti.
She bought a ticket for a night flight and took a hover car to the airport.
As the plane took off, she gazed out the window with a calm heart, her eyes burning with hatred and determination. She watched Echo City below her.
...
Kyle was preparing his tools to attack Cyra later this afternoon. He noticed a change in her deanor after witnessing last night's assassination attempt, and he was determined to strike today.
Waking up this morning he was in a state of nervousness and excitent. He holstered his dagger and held a string with a gloved hand wrapped in gently and put it in his butler uniform.
Taking deep breaths, he left his room and acted normally. He walked into the Mansion and worked through the morning, handling paynts and other issues before taking a break.
Then, his aura changed- he beca on with his surroundings as he made his way to the hallways and climbed the stairs to the upper room.
Reaching Cyra's bedroom, he slipped inside soundlessly. Her pale form lay motionless on the bed. Without hesitation, Kyle's eyes shifted into feline pupils as he approached her, drawing his dagger. he drove it into her chest without a second thought.
''Clang!''
The room echoed with the sound of tal clashing, and Kyle's eyes widened. His dagger had bent as if it struck solid tal, not human flesh.
He reacted quickly, flipping back with cat-like agility. Biting his lip, he pulled out a length of string with a gloved hand- one of the sharpest tals on the planet.
Moving swiftly, he wrapped the string around her neck, intending to cut her neck off.
"Naughty boy. Why did you wake ?" Cyra's lazy, chastising voice filled the room. With one finger, she held the string in place, effortlessly stopping it with no signs of cuts on her skin.
Her grey eyes regarded him as if he was a misbehaving child, and it ticked Kyle off. She made his attack seem like a child's play.
His eyes darken a flash of claws slit Cyra's throat. For a brief mont, he thought he had succeeded.
But his mind almost shut down from shock when he saw her bleeding neck nd itself back to new as if he didn't slit her throat a second ago.
Realization hit him like a hamr. She wasn't human. She was one of the supernatural beings.
"Leave... I need to sleep." Cyra's tone was dismissing, she closed her eyes and slept off.
"D-Did she just..." Kyle scread in his mind, connecting to his beast as he shook from anger.
"Master. Calm down, ow...." Blue patted his master ntally trying to calm him down.
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