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Zirconia no Hana
Chapter 2: Geological Survey
Back at headquarters, Creed recounted what he saw to Belze as accurately as he could. The two stood in the Number's office with the door open, since any info gathered on Luster would soon become common knowledge within Chronos. Just as he was describing the mission of the enigmatic Agent Diamond, Sephiria walked by but then immediately back-tracked upon hearing the words "specifically targeting a single Number but I'm not sure which one."
"And what did you say this agent's codename was?" Sephiria wanted to clarify, entering the office of her subordinate.
"Diamond," replied Creed, "Do we have any information on her?"
Sephiria shook her head. "I watched Nizer kill the previous Agent Diamond with my own two eyes a few weeks ago. This must be a Rock who was just recently promoted to Gemstone. Did you get a good look at her face?
The Eraser shook his head. "All I could see was the top of her head for almost the entire time, and she left so quickly that I couldn't see her face. So all I know is that she has short black hair and high voice." Creed scoffed as he said this, knowing that his description could easily apply to about a tenth of the world's population. But suddenly he also remembered a small detail. "That Garnet man did say something about Diamond needing a navel piercing because she had to keep her 'Jewel' with her at all times and her cartilage piercing is somehow 'out of character'. Why would she need to do that?"
"It's for identification purposes," answered Sephiria, "just like the Roman numerals tattooed on each of the Numbers. But unlike us, the Gemstones use neither specialized weapons nor uniforms. Since they operate on a civilian level, it is hard to tell who is an agent and who is not. The Jewels are synthetically crafted in such a way that they respond to a certain type of laser scanner. You might have seen some Gemstones with rings on, but those are merely a formality. Their true means of identification lies in the body jewelry."
"As a matter of fact, Luster Corps pays people to go around with gemstone piercings in order to throw off other organizations," cut in Belze. "We've only been able to solidly identify Agents Amethyst and Sapphire based upon their repeated assaults on Baldor and Kranz. Usually, when we find a Gemstone, they are taken out immediately, but unlike our Numbers, they are replaced within hours. That's why we can rarely keep accurate records on the Gemstones. Once we eliminate one, another one pops up like a weed. "
"We would have to figure out the Number which Diamond would be targeting, and we can start by narrowing them down based on their threat to Luster," reasoned Sephiria. She counted off on her fingers as she went through her mental list of the Chronos Numbers out loud. "Lowe, Anubis, Pepper and Mason are definitely out of the question since they stay at headquarters almost all the time and it's fully protected. That said, they wouldn't dare send an agent to spy on me or Belze. Baldor and Kranz have been constantly harassed by Amethyst and Sapphire, so it's unlikely that they would put two agents to the same man."
"They could very well be after Nizer for having killed the previous Agent Diamond, maybe even Ash," pointed out Belze.
Sephiria nodded in agreement. "On the other hand, we have Hazard with his known weakness for women, and Heartnet with his uncontrollably large reputation as an assassin.
"So we're basically down to numbers V, VII, X, and XIII," concluded Creed, who had hardly spoken the whole time.
"From what it sounds like, they plan to have Agent Diamond planted into the chosen Number's environment beyond these walls," Belze hypothesized. "It could be anyone they meet from here on out; a waitress, a landlady, some random woman they might choose to meet up with afterhours…Those four are going to have to be monitored pretty carefully, watched like hawks, as they say."
"I wholeheartedly agree, Belze," affirmed Number I, inviting herself to sit in Number II's desk. "I'll increase surveillance on Nizer, Jenos, Ash, and Heartnet. Go ahead and dispatch the appropriate Erasers to handle the other Gemstone operations." Belze left immediately and Creed nearly followed suit until Sephiria motioned for him to stay. The Eraser tentatively approached the desk. "Diskenth, you've worked with both Hazard and Heartnet before. Therefore, you know that they are the highest risk Numbers we have, and you understand that both will require more surveillance than the others. Since you reported back successfully from the Luster Corps meeting, I'm allowing you first choice of who you will watch and essentially partner up with."
As he pondered, Creed took a seat in front of Sephiria. Who he chose to defend could make or break the entire Chronos organization. Of the two, Jenos would pose the greatest liability if he were to fall into Luster hands. It was widely known that any bloodlust he had was exponentially overshadowed by his romantic lust. Jenos had been on the brink of expulsion twice for having failed his mission, and both times a woman from the opposing side had been involved. The only reason he had been spared was because he was, in Number I's words, "indispensable", though Creed suspected that Sephiria Arks had a soft spot for Number VII. An Eraser who looked after the welfare of one of Cerberus' heads would be well looked upon, and it seemed the logical thing to do.
But something in Creed's gut told him otherwise. Now that he thought about it, targeting Jenos would be too obvious. There were enough people concerned about Hazard's playboy lifestyle without Creed being assigned to babysit him. No, the one that Chronos ought to worry about was Train Heartnet. Loners like him were hard to track down, but much easier to topple if found. Besides, professional protocol aside, Creed found himself very attracted to the Black Cat, and not just physically either. There was something in the way he carried out orders and never let his emotions corrupt his judgment. And those eyes…they were the eyes of a genuine killer. Most others would be frightened by those hard, gilded eyes, but Creed was nothing short of fascinated. To be able to work with a man of Train Heartnet's caliber would be to work with and learn about the mind of the most promising assassin in the entire Chronos organization. His charming looks would merely be an added bonus.
Creed had come to a decision.
