Hi guys and gals, again Tis the sequel to my first successful fanfic, The Daughter of Fire and Chaos! I've been getting a lot of hits, and all, but no reviews on what should happen next but here goes, Chapter one!
DoubleH POV
I sat in the seat of the cracked, wooden chair. The creaking, splintered table was stained with beer and heaven knows what else. I shuffled my cards, and unconsciously tugged the cowl of my cape over my face more. No one knew I was a girl. No one needed to know.
As I dealt the cards to a nonexistent person, I heard a slurred voice,
"Nice, firm bum, eh?" I turned slightly to see a drunk, older man touching a young girl of about 16. She had golden hair that fell to her waist, and large, almond shaped, blue eyes that were filled with fear.
"I believe you should let her go." I said quietly, my husky, low voice easily mistaken for a male. The drunk turned to me.
"What'da say?" He demanded, stumbling over to me, but thankfully letting go of the girl. She scampered over to a large man at the bar cleaning the bottles, and they began to converse in low tones.
"I said that she doesn't seem to like you very much." I said louder, my voice becoming more melodic and high, like a girls.
"You a girl?" The man asked. I glared at him.
"Yes." I said, fingering my cards.
The man took in my appearance.
"Lookie here, a young damsel dressed all up in men's clothing!" He exclaimed. Everyone turned to look at us. I clenched my fist on my dagger. First off, I was not a damsel. I was a girl who was very capable of killing that man before he could even blink. Second of all, I wasn't wearing men's clothing; I was wearing a cape, tunic, archer's belt with a quiver and bow, and weapons. Third, I hated it when men and women looked down on me, expecting me to be helpless. I am not helpless.
Suddenly, the door banged open, and a gust of freezing wind raked it's claws over us. The man momentarily turned to the door. 2 figures stood there. One was in a black cloak and faded into the shadows immediately. The second person had a sea green cloak, but it had faded slightly so it wasn't flashy. They too had the cowls over their head, but it was obvious they were both men.
"Two ales bartender." The person in the green cloak said before scanning the crowded room. His gaze fell on me with the drunken man looming over me. Swiftly, they both walked over to us.
"Sir, is this man bothering you?" The one in black asked. The bar was once again silent, and once again staring at me.
"I am not a man." I said calmly. The person in black jerked back at the sound of my voice.
"We're both sorry, ma'am. Is this man bothering you?" The one in green quickly said. I looked at him.
"As you can see by my attire, I'm quite capable of taking care of myself." I said, gesturing to my clothes. They both looked at me.
"Very well then." They both said before moving to another table. Several young ladies immediately made a mad dash to their table and began to flirt with them.
"So, missie, you want to be a man one day?" The drunk asked again, drawing attention to us, again. I noticed the two strangers watching us like it was a show. I tilted my head at him.
"No, I am more capable than most men." I replied, a smirk on my lips. The man roared in outrage, and lunged at me.
Thud.
The man fell, unconscious to the floor. I had knocked him out with a simple knife to temple technique. The bar went totally silent. I quietly put down the knife, and started to shuffle my cards again.
"Ah, Ren, get your cousin outta here." The man tending the bar finally said in a gruff voice. A young man of about 20 with curly brown hair quickly got to his feet, and threw an apologetic look my way. The drunk man was hauled out.
Realizing that I might as well get kicked out of the bar like I always did, I placed a coin on the table, gathered my cards, and walked to the door. Everyone watched me go. My boots made clicking noises on the wooden floor as I reached the door. Suddenly, a hand fell on my shoulder.
I turned. It was the 2 strangers.
"Hi." I said staring at them.
"You seem like a great warrior." The one in green remarked.
"I learn quickly." I replied.
"Come with us and become a comrade." The one in black said. I shook my head.
"I cannot." I replied sadly. Suddenly, the one in green started.
"You have magic." He said, loud enough for the bar to hear. Once again, everyone turned to look at us. I mentally groaned. Why did I have to get all the attention?
"And why is that, good sir?" I asked complacently.
"Your hood, we should be able to see through it." He said mutinously. I shrugged.
"'Twas a gift from her." I murmured. He stared at me.
"It's silver." He said as if he just realized it.
"Who gave you it?" The one in black asked. I screwed up my face.
"A girl. My age, she looks like me, but I swore that I would never show my face." I said. The bar watched, obviously interested.
They both muttered something. A conversation between them. I only caught two words.
Jaffa, and fire.
"What is your name?" The one in the black cloak finally said.
"I have no name. You can call me DoubleH." I replied (A.N, it's "Double "H", so say don't say "Double huh")
The bar took in a sharp intake of breath. Both strangers took a step backwards. I didn't blame them.
"You are DoubleH? The DoubleH?" Black cloak asked.
"Yes. Now, can I leave?" I asked, before turning, and walking out of the tavern. My hands itched to stab the door as a reminder of who I was. I was DoubleH. When the Chaos knights came back from Earth, it was said that the assassin, Jaffa, had died and was actually the daughter of fire. Naturally, everyone gossiped and made the story juicy and extremely long.
2 years after that, enemies began to rise. Predators that Jaffa had been hunting. The people of the universe lived in fear, again, as Kaze, Blaze, and Fear weren't able to fight them off since they had no assassin training. The trainee assassins couldn't be everywhere at once, and they were far from being the superior fighter that Jaffa was.
That was where I stepped in. I went from a nobody on Planet Xylo to a mysterious assassin. My skill were the same of Jaffa's. People spread the rumor that Jaffa was actually alive, and I was her. Still, I did my job and went around. The only thing was that when Chaos tried to recruit me, he could never find me.
The two people I had talked with were Kaze and Fear, I was sure of it. I was so elusive, so mysterious that people began to falter in the theory that I was her. I was a different person, and people thirsted to hear more about me. Already I had accomplished every goal that Jaffa had retrieved. I growled as I melted into the shadows.
Kaze and Fear would contact Chaos for sure. I was going to have to find a new hiding place. Whatever idiot idea had taken place in me had caused me to make the show. Now, everyone even knew I was a girl. Darn.
Suddenly, an idea took place in my mind. I grinned. Didn't Earth seem like a good place to live? Definitely.
But first… a message to deliver.
Percy POV
Nico and I trudged across the muddy road of Planet Parba, looking around for any bad guys to take care off. It had been a long day, and we were both ready for some relaxation. There was no sign of the person we were looking for.
DoubleH. Another assassin. She/he would be the perfect recruit for Chao's army. The perfect new assassin. Just like Jaffa. Jaffa; just thinking about her made me sad. She had gave her life to save Camp Half-Blood 2 years ago. She was actually the daughter of fire to. The daughter of fire was a legendary person who traveled about using her powers to help people.
She was the most powerful person in the universes, and she died. She died to save us. Not to mention that she was my girlfriend. Without Jaffa, it was like half our forces were gone. Half the knights were staggering coffee-holics from trying to stay awake even later and from fighting so much. Half the trainee assassins had barely any professional training.
So caught up in my thoughts, I didn't realize that we had reached a cozy looking tavern at the end of the icy road.
"Can't hurt to stay for a bit." Nico decided, shivering in his huge cloak.
We walked in, feeling the immediate warmth of the fire in the corner.
"Two ales bartender." I said shortly before my gaze roamed the room and fell on a young man. He was crouched down in his seat, beneath a seemingly drunk man. He was wearing a silver cloak like ours, and it flowed to his heeled boots. The cowl was pulled low over his head as if he didn't want anyone to see his face.
A long bow hung casually over one of his shoulders along with a quiver filled to the brim with sharp tipped arrows. I nudged Nico and we walked over to the man who was staring impudently up at the drunk.
"Sir, is this man bothering you?" Nico questioned. People turned to look at the commotion and the silver man shifted like he didn't want their gazes on him.
"I am not a man." The person said. Nico almost lost his footing at her voice. It was low and smoky, but had a touch of angelic sweetness. I almost cursed. Then I almost laughed. The whole time it had been a girl under the cloak. Now that I knew, I cursed myself for not realizing that she was a girl in the first place.
"We're both sorry, ma'am. Is this man bothering you?" I said in order to apologize for Nico. She turned to address me.
"As you can see by my attire, I'm quite capable of taking care of myself." She said, shrugging her shoulders slightly until I paid attention to her weapons. Nico and I studied her. She wore her cloak with ease as if she had been born wearing it. The thick material shimmered slightly, but blended well with the shadows. A dark shadow cast over her face except for her mouth.
The long bow was held over her shoulder with the practiced comfort of one who was used to the weapon. The bended wood was of good quality and very well taken care of. A small notch was carved into the side, a trick that all knights and assassins knew so that their arrows flew faster and straighter.
Although the table and cloak hid most of her body, I could see a leather belt with a dagger sheath and a sword sheath on it. Her left hand rested without effort on the dagger. I nodded.
"Very well then." Nico and I said together before moving to an enclosed table. Several women scurried over to us and began to talk in squeals.
"So, missie, you want to be a man one day?" I heard behind me. I turned slightly, completely ignoring the women, and observed the girl and the drunk. The girl looked up at him.
"No, I am more capable than most men." She said airily, smirking at him. The drunk gave a yell and leaned over the table at him. What happened next was unbelievable. Within half a second, the girl stood up, grabbed her dagger in an icepick hold, and slammed the butt of the dagger into the man's temple.
The man fell to the floor, totally unconscious. The few conversations still going on in the room wiped out as everyone stared at the girl. She silently put her knife away, sat down, and started to play with her cards again like what she did was as simple as brushing her teeth.
"Ah, Ren, get your cousin outta here." The bartender finally grunted, waving over a young man with curly hair and a smooth, mischievous face over to the drunk. The curly headed man gave an apologetic look at the mysterious girl, and dragged the drunk out.
The girl stood up, again, and put her cards into a satchel on her belt before placing down a coin and striding out the room. Her boots clacked on the wooden floor as the bar silently watched her leave. Nico and I stood up, our telepathic abilities kicking in.
Since we understood each other so much, we could almost always know what was going on in the other person's mind. We both knew that this girl would be a great addition to our knights.
As the girl reached the door, I placed a hand on her shoulder. Up close, I realized that she was extremely tall. The cloak accentuated her slender and curvy figure, and her boots gave her another few centimeters in height, giving her a mysterious air. She was about as tall as me in her boots, maybe a few inches shorter.
"Hi." She said, observing us.
"You seem like a great warrior." I said, getting straight to the point. No need to beat around the bush. Not with some people staring at us.
"I learn quickly." She said calmly.
"Come with us and become a comrade." Nico offered, but she shook her head.
"I cannot." She told us wistfully. Then, I suddenly realized that I couldn't see her face, even in the light of the fire.
"You have magic." I observed loudly, and everyone turned their attention to us. She gave a little groan. I almost smiled. Tough luck mystery girl.
"And why is that, good sir?" She asked, completely innocent. She was a good actress.
"Your hood, we should be able to see through it." I muttered, and she tensed the slightest bit before shrugging her shoulders.
"'Twas a gift from her." She said in a low voice. I looked at her carefully. Her cloak was silver. Silver, Jaffa's color.
"It's silver." I remarked to show my thoughts.
"Who gave you it?" Nico questioned. Her lips pursed, and I could just see her squinting her eyes as she tried to remember.
"A girl. My age, she looks like me, but I swore that I would never show my face." She finally concluded before glancing silently at the bar. I did to. They were all hanging on our every word.
"it's Jaffa's cloak." Nico murmured to me.
"We refer to her as the daughter of fire now, Nico." I hissed back.
"Ack, Whatever, so she knows who Jaffa is, and Jaffa knew she was important." Nico replied.
"We should at least get her name so we can track her if she tries to get away." I finally said.
As we turned back to the girl, I realized that she probably had good ears. I hoped she wasn't a spy for Gaea.
"What is your name?" Nico said bluntly.
"I have no name. You can call me DoubleH." The girl said, smiling mysteriously.
The bar gasped, and both Nico and I took a step back. We had found DoubleH.
"You are DoubleH? The DoubleH?" Nico demanded.
"Yes. Now, can I leave?" She said, so calm, it was as if she was a stream, flowing silently in the woods. She turned away from us and stalked out the bar into the cold air. Nico and I wasted no time following her. Once we were outside, Nico quickly traced the air with his shadows, and I quietly gave a scan on the area. Empty. Completely empty. How that girl managed to move so fast was a mystery.
Nico groaned quietly. "Something is blocking it." No sign of the mysterious girl. I sighed.
"Best to alert Chaos for now." I muttered, sliding stealthily along in the shadows before traveling to Chao's fort.
Once there, I quickly called an emergency meeting. Everyone came quickly.
"What is it?" Mist asked (Calypso)
"News of DoubleH." Nico replied, and the tension got a whole lot bigger.
"What? No way!" William exclaimed, straightening up.
"Yes way. We ran into her at the bar on Planet Parbas." I said.
"She knocked out a man twice her size that was drunk and trying to kill her within half a second." Nico added.
"Darn…." Grace said (AN, The grace who is the assassin is like the real person whom I based this off of, so she cusses a lot, but since I don't do potty mouthing, You all know what I mean when Grace says words like that…)
"NO POTTY MOUTHING!" Everyone exclaimed. It had become an inside joke when Jaffa punished grace by making her wash out her mouth with soap.
"I know. The only thing is… she told us along with the entire bar that she was DoubleH. I doubt that someone as mysterious as her would tell that many people." I muttered. Bi (Bianca) nodded.
"That's true. For years, we've tried to catch her, any signs, any clues, anything… so why does she show up now?"
"There's more." Nico said grimly.
"She's wearing Jaffa's cloak, and Jaffa gave it to her. We all know how Jaffa is with her clothes." He continued. A stunned silence met his fact.
"Darn…." Grace said again. For once, no one decided to correct her.
Jaffa is very, very, very picky about everything. No one can touch her stuff. If you so much as even think about it, you will die a very painful death that includes whips, a fifty pound block of ice cream, and a feather. Don't ask about the feather.
"So what are we going to do?" Jace asked (Jason)
"Well, one thing is for sure, that person was definitely DoubleH. Even though she revealed herself, when we followed her outside, we couldn't find any trace of her except that she had somehow blocked all of Nico's shadows. We all know how powerful Nico is… and this probably proves that Jaffa isn't human." I finally said.
Sloane groaned.
"Why does this assassin have to be so hard to catch?" She demanded, throwing up her hands in the air.
Suddenly, Chaos shimmered into existence in the room. Everyone snapped to attention.
"Lord Chaos, I'm sure you heard of the news." I said politely.
"Yes, we have some footage of DoubleH moving to Earth… the only thing is; is this a trap, or is this just a mistake on her part?" Chaos asked, thrusting some photos at us.
I wanted to scream. This girl was going to be the death of me.
Suddenly, a flaming arrow streaked past us all, and slammed with a dull thud in the wall. Attached to the feather was a note. We all barely got a chance to read it before it burned to ashes.
I need your help
Double H
We all looked at each other.
"Well… now we know where to go." Grace said finally.
I groaned.
"This had better not be a false alert." I grumbled.
"Hopefully not. Next stop, Earth." Camden muttered before going to the weapons room to get ready.
Thalia, Nico and I exchanged glances.
"For Jaffa." I said, hopping off the seat.
"For Jaffa." Nico and Thalia agreed.
Alrighty! I'm done with chapter 1, and chapter 2 is soon coming up! Review and tell me what you guys think! More than 3,000 hits already! *whistles appreciatively* I luv y'all!
OH YES! I'm doing a HUNGER GAMES REENACTMENT WITH MY FRIENDS! the only problem… I go to an "all girls" school… so no guys in the movie. oh well. SO anyways, I'm Rue, and maybe Cato or a career that gets killed by Clove… cause I'm cool like that. I'll tell you when I'm sure who I am….
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