Anjel and Katz finally awoke, the rest was somewhat restless, it was late afternoon and they would soon start their part. Angel got up, she laid her feet on the floor, wood was cool but clean and smooth. She stretched and stood, and went to the bathroom to wash her face, warm water then cold and dried it. The light from the bathroom helped to awaken Katz and she turned over and watched her. Anjel put in eye drops for the contacts and started putting on makeup to change her skin tone, she added a lot white she liked the idea of being a vampire.
Katz finally turned and got up. “So it is time.” Anjel turned to her. “Good evening.” Katz replied. “Evening.” Anjel finished with her makeup as she said. “This will not be like the last time Katz, there are too many lights now, so we will walk the streets instead, two layers of clothes. The first to fit in, under will be what we fight in.”
Katz washed as well and her stomach started to turn, she asked. “Do you think this is the right thing to do?” Anjel stood up erect, she left the bathroom and grabbed a bag from the floor and placed it on the bed, she took out a big white cloth and started to wrap it around her waist.
“Katz they have attacked Count twice, the island, the ships; if we do nothing they will not stop.” Katz already knew down under it was true. “What is that?” Anjel responded. “The Japanese when going to war, their mothers would send a belt with their sons for good luck, those who did not were considered to be cursed.” Anjel wrapped it around her and then put on her Shinobi Shozoku. “The belt also is good for a big bandage if needed.”
Katz then asked. “Do you have another?” Anjel turned to her and from her bag took out another belt and suit. “Yes.” The two got finished dressing and after Katz went to make a meal. She paused at the door, her skin tone changed to a little more tan and darker. “What are you doing?” Angel was working on the wood floor and trying to pry it open and did so. “Perfect.” She took out the weapons she wanted and placed the rest of their bags under the floor and covered it back.
“What would you like to eat?” asked Katz. “Something very light, if we are injured in the stomach we don’t want food or waste. Don’t be shocked when you see me in action I will relieve myself at that moment if needed just for less problems.” Katz understood at that moment it was getting very real and felt death and life at the same time.
There was a knock at the door, Anjel walked to it, sword in hand, and looked carefully out the window first. Road, she opened the door for him and he came in. “What did you find out?”
Road went to the sink and got a glass of water and sat down in the chair in the living room. “Yes there was an attack on Darling’s family. Hunter is dead, possibly his twin sister, but the details are fuzzy. I went to the city center and it was packed. After a while I could see that there were two sides and guards in between them. It was hectic and loud a lot of arguing though I was late and could not make it out.”
“I think I saw the man I was told to find Christopher. He was trying hard to make order in the chaos, but his voice was hard to hear over the shouts. I left after it started to get violent and Christopher had more soldiers come and push them all apart with shields and no weapons. People were pushing back and well it was time for me to exit. The plants are dying, a woman told me with Darling gone, there is no way for them to exist.”
The two ate a piece of bread, both of their stomachs closed to the idea, Road went over to the fridge and took out some bacon, eggs and butter. “Breakfast for dinner sounds good.” Road said and at the door they heard keys and the door, the owner came in and saw them all. “Good day, I see you have something to do.” Anjel winked at him, “I know you, I have heard about you, you killed the king's son. A few officials who were crooked.” Anjel listened to him.
“More than you think.” The sun was going down and as Road cooked he asked the owner. “Would you like some, and what is your name? I’m Road by the way.”
“Aldous, and thank you yes I am hungry.” Anjel went to the bedroom she put on all her blades, and covered up with an oversized full bodied coat with a hood, the cold was already coming in as fall was already passed, winter coming. Katz took one as well, Anjel gave her a blade. “Do you remember how to use it?” “Uhm swing?” “Right.” Anjel walked over to Road’s bag. “Hey what are you doing?”
“Getting a gun for us both, calm down.” She took a few magazines and handed one gun to Katz and magazines, she placed her hand inside her clothes and put something there none of the saw but watching. “Let’s go.”
Anjel stood at the door, she breathed in slowly, and unlocking it went out, the city was lit, the stained glass did make colors appear on the ground and on each other. She and Katz went towards Doom’s house. Aldous said. “Good luck and see you in a while.” He closed the door and went to help cook. I am more hungry than that, so let's do some chicken as well.” “Okay” said Road.
His back patio was open for the fresh air and the breeze was nice, the smell of rain off in the distance. Anjel and Katz got closer. It was the bad side of town, the bar was active and many were drunk and belligerent, the two walked past and smiled at some of them. It got dark and they came to the house, in which Doom was looking down at her from the balcony. Count was held in the house just across from it.
“Well if we are injured there is a doctor living next door.” “Oh my god.” Katz knelt over and threw up, and Anjel came to her. “Let it out, let it out. Have no doubt Katz if you hesitate now you will die, I will try my best to save you, but if you don’t think that you can handle that sword go to the gun, please keep in mind it is loud and will bring more trouble, so let me work first.”
“Make sure your sidearm is loaded.” Katz checked there was one in the chamber, Anjel took out a bullet and gave it to her. “One more for good luck.” She walked to the door and took her hood off, and knocked.
The door opened and there was a large man there, she looked up to him a foot taller than she. “Can I help you?” Anjel responded. “We were told to come here as you may need more muscle.” The man looked at them both and feeling safe enough let them in. “So Doom requested you?”
Anjel played along fast. “Yes Doom requested us.” She looked at his house. It was expensive, wood floors that were real, a few chandeliers, a piano and fireplace, expensive furniture everywhere. He lived better than even Darling as far as she could tell.
“Would you mind helping me with my coat?” The man said sure and went behind her and taking it off noticed the blades too late, she thrust one spinning into his throat, “No talking.”
The man struggled for air at the same time for the blade, his mind confused for just a few seconds and gone. She stood and Katz looked at her. It was silent and Anjel turned her ears to the inner house, she pressed her lips . “Shhhh.” She turned off the lights.
It was much closer to her liking she walked to the stairs and the two went up, they found that no one was there but bedrooms vacant, a hidden wall open, most of the weapons gone, in Trixy’s room; she did not know her. Anjel pointed. Katz nodded.
The two made sure the upstairs were secured, and after doing so went back down and one door left out through the kitchen, Anjel heard and smelled the cooking and went in and as the man turned, she stabbed him in the heart. He looked at her for a moment until she let the blade out and knelt. “You will all die.” She whispered in his ear. As he passed.
Katz was shocked she watched in horror as she stood, Anjel switched. She remembered all the pain they caused the death, she stood as his blood was filling the tile floor. She then went to a door and opened it. The stairs went down.
She went down and Katz followed with a gun in hand. Anjel did not know but she was doing it to all the men who raped and killed the Spanish woman over and over. She knew and did not hesitate, the next man came at her and she cut off his arm first, and after he started to scream his head next.
They continued down and past the
tobacco leaves hanging and finally to a heavy door four floors down. Anjel opened it, and stopped for a moment. The woman was hanging by ropes tied to her hands and feet, she was gone, her blood dried on the floor. There were bars and cells, all types of devices for torture on the wall. “Oh my God, this is where Count was, it is true; he was tortured here.”
She went closer to the woman she had seen and gave death too many times to care. Katz said. “I don’t think we should be here.” She felt very uneasy. Anjel walked over to another door. “Why is this door here so low underground?” She opened it. Looking in she saw the same time machine as on their ship, that is when they both heard whimpering.
Anjel turned not at all aggressive. “It sounds like children.” The two followed the weeps and to a cell could see two small children a boy and girl chained to the wall and malnourished. “No.” Anjel’s mind started to spin, not children.
She saw keys on the wall and after a few tries got the door open, the children were looking at her in fear and tried to scoot back but already against the wall. “Shh shhhh it is okay.” Food was just beyond their reach, Katz grabbed it and gave it to the children. “Eat, we will free you.” So hungry they did as their chains were released from them.
“Why are you here?” asked Anjel she said as the blisters on their limbs were shown, skin torn. The girl was the first to speak as she looked at Katz. “That is our mother, they made us watch over and over again as they tortured her.” Katz could not believe it and grabbed her hugging her close. “Your safe, okay. Your safe now.”