Between coach hitting on her, her bathroom plumbing bursting and Deaton calling in a panic about his band of misfits new idiotic plan; April was a having a rough night to say the least. She had left her office soon after the Coach had left and headed home. Instead of finding her peaceful home she found the contractors who were supposed to be finished at noon today still in her front lawn. Worst yet they were holding her cat who looked more like a disheveled wet mess rather than a fluffy old cat. Apparently the pipes had burst in the spare bathroom upstairs while the contractors were doing final touch ups and my cat unfortunately got the brunt of the water. So they had turned off the water to April's house and were caring for her cat; at least they did something right. Now if that wasn't enough she had to wait two days for her water to come back on since the pipe was in back order! She called Deaton to ask if he could keep her cat at the clinic for a day or two so she wouldn't have to worry about him while she stayed at the house with no water. When she had called Deaton for the favor however he was in a fretfully bad mood, and honestly April couldn't blame him. The lovely bunch of idiots she was supposed to protect had decided to basically kill Scott and then bring him back to life! What bloody idiots! April was unbelievably irritated to say the least she thought she could at least get on full day in before these adolescents did something outrageously stupid!
"Deaton, what the bloody hell have you gotten me into?" I yelled as I entered the closed clinic, letting my cat free as he squirmed in my arms.
"Hello April, nice to see you survived your first day at school. Would you be so kind to lower your voice there are animals who aren't good with your loud voice." Deaton said in his annoyingly calm voice. "I'd like you to meet someone; this is Noshiko Yukimura, Kira's mother." Deaton said as Mrs. Yukimura stepped out from the corner.
"Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Yukimura; it's an honor to meet such a prestigious Kitsune." I said bowing my head in recognition to her prominence in the supernatural world.
"Thank you, I wish we could have met under different circumstances your family is quite honorary as well." She said smiling, while I didn't agree with the word honorary to describe my family I wasn't about to waste our time discussing them either.
"Deaton you told me Scott was about to do something dangerous, although that doesn't surprise me I did hope to have at least one full day without idiotic plans." I said with obvious irritation on my voice, I hated stupidity but mostly I hate being unprepared for it.
"Yes, Kira as you know is a Thunder Kitsune, and with the aid of Noshiko they will slow his heart to a death like state. They plan on getting the benefactor to show up to collect the body and therefor figuring out who is hunting the supernatural in this town." Deaton said as he pulled out floor plans of the Beacon Hill hospital and placed them on the steel table of his office. "We need you to protect Scott's body while it's in the morgue." Deaton finished as he pointed to where the morgue of the hospital was on the blueprints.
"Not that this isn't all fascinating and it isn't a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Yukimura; but wasn't I supposed to be the unknown protector of this pack? Key word here, being UNKNOWN! You know so I could be their last form of defense kind of thing?" I said losing some of my emotional control with all the frustration of the last hour.
"Yes, and I won't say anything to my daughter and her friends. I believe this would be best which is why I'm bringing you to the hospital with the intention of a school internship program we have planned. Thus your presence at the hospital doesn't look suspicious." She said her face only showing a hint of the same frustration I felt for the deathly danger of this plan.
"Alright, you'll have to brief me on this internship program after just in case I run into the students; for now let's focus on how to keep Scott as safe as possible. " I said looking at Deaton who only nodded then bent to look at the blue prints.
Forty five minutes later Noshiko Yukimura had left to help Kira while April had returned to her home to retrieve her things and to change out of her skirt; although it was her favorite skirt kicking anyone above the ankle would be impossible in it. She went to her basement and opened the vault to her weapon and fighting gear. If anyone found this stuff she'd be in prison before she could say "shit". April had put on dark gray jeans, a tight fitted white tank top and a front zip jacket that was tough enough to resist punctures and slices; it also looked light enough to be a light fall jacket that no one would question. She also had one gun attached at the ankle but more importantly she had her throwing knives attached to her harness which was wrapped behind her back and underneath her jacket; if anyone looked at her she was just a normal civilian which is exactly how April wanted it. Before April left for the hospital she dipped her knives in wolfs bane and a concoction of other herbs and toxins that would help weaken any foe she came across; April could only smile at herself she had an underground lair, all she needed next was a mask and they'd be calling her Batgirl!
April left for the hospital and went to the administrative office as Deaton and she had planned earlier. They devised that sticking to the truth as much as possible was their best option for keeping a low profile; so she went in and for an hour she had discussed an internship program with the hospital, all while trying to hide her growing anxiety for the well-being of the very students they had been talking about. Despite the fact that this program was only a ruse for April to get in the hospital she had to admit it could actually work so she decided to visit the hospital on another occasion to make everything official. As she was leaving the last office she heard a scream that could only be described as sheer pain…it was Melissa McCall's voice and she knew then that her job had begun. Scott's life was officially in danger as were the rest of the people in this hospital. She quickly made her way through back staircases and doctor only halls to the morgue where at this very moment everyone had gone to their separate rendezvous locations leaving only April to guard the door. It was funny she actually had gotten to the morgue as everyone dispersed, and she realized that despite the stupid plan these kids (actually young adults) worked with almost the same efficiency as those in a military operation; these were people who knew the consequences if anything went wrong.