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Chapter 8: The mystery of the of a humble father and the sad convicted assassin

At the hotel:

The room was silent; none of them had spoken since they left the BBA building earlier. They stared blankly at each other, but one of them stood out from the rest, Tyson. He wouldn't stop tapping his foot in frustration. He wanted to know about what Kai found out about that woman, Larisa. But he couldn't take it anymore and broke the silence.

"Argh! Why won't you tell us about what you talked about with Mr. Dickenson?" asked the angered bluenette.

"It's none of your business Tyson," spat back Kai.

"Did you at least find out anything about that woman's relation to Voltaire and Mr. Dickenson?" inquired Rei as he sat on one of the chairs in the room.

"I know the same thing you all know," he briefly as he looked outside the window.

"So all we know is that they were friends in the past," noted Max as he laid in bed.

"Why did you all react that way when she mentioned the name of Kai's grandfather?" questioned Shayera in confusion.

"Hn," was Kai's response.

"Let's just say he tried to use Kai for his benefit," responded Tyson. To this, Kai made his way to the door took one last look at them and left the room with his scarf trailing behind him.

"Did I ask about something that I shouldn't have?" said a confused and concerned Shayera.

"Don't worry about it. He just doesn't like to talk about his grandfather," stated Kenny as he worked in his laptop.

Just then, they heard a phone ringing. They stared at each other in confusion until Shayera giggled and reached for something in one of her skirt's pockets. She was holding a cell phone, looked to see what number was on the screen to find out who's calling, pressed a button and placed it next to her ear.

"Hello Father," she greeted the man on the other line of the phone. "Hold on," she said to her father, "Excuse me I'll be right back," told the team and left the room.

"Ok, Father, now you may speak," she informed him.

"Where in blazes are you girl?" he practically yelled.

"Uhmmm, the Blade Breakers told me they'd like me to meet Mr. Dickenson, the owner of the BBA," she replied uneasily.

"Mr. Dickenson?" said the puzzled man.

"Yes. They asked me if I could be their translator for the time they'll be here. I guess they don't want just anyone to be with them 24/7," she informed him.

"And what did you say?" inquired her father.

"I said I'd have to ask you first, but Mr. Dickenson agreed to call you so he can speak to you about it," she continued to explain.

"Very well, I'll wait for his call. But who in blazes gave you permission to go there in the first place young lady?" he questioned her in a rather angered tone.

"Well, you weren't home and since I didn't think you'd really mind I accepted to go meet them. I did leave you a note on the fridge," she explained.

"We'll discuss this when you get home. So then I take it your day is going rather well?" he inquired with a more calm and collected tone.

"Well, I sort of bumped into a woman named Larisa outside the BBA building…" she began to reminisce.

"Larisa?" he said in shock.

Meanwhile…

"Shayera is sure taking her time talking to her father isn't she," noted Tyson as he laid on one of the beds.

"Maybe she's talking to him about the whole translator thing," assumed Kenny.

"I wonder why Kai wouldn't tell us what exactly he talked about with Mr. Dickinson," said a puzzled Max.

"Maybe he did find out something and doesn't want to tell us," suspected Rei as he looked out the window.

"You don't think he'd go look for his grandfather to try and get information out of him do you?" asked a concerned Hilary.

"Let's hope not. Larisa did say he was here doing business," said Rei in concern.

"I wonder why Kai didn't want to talk about his parents when Larisa asked about them," Tyson pondered out loud.

Then suddenly the door swung open and there stood Shayera with an emotionless expression on her face.

"What's wrong Shayera?" asked a concerned Hilary.

"Nothin," she replied briefly and made herself smile to not arise any suspicions. "What were you all talking about while I was gone?" she inquired as she made her way to sit on one of the beds.

"We were just talking about what happened in the BBA," informed Max.

"Oh. Do you all know anything about Kai's parents? He seemed a tad uneasy when Larisa asked him about them," stated Shayera as she looked at the ceiling.

"We were just wondering that ourselves right before you came in," stated Hilary as she went over to where Shayera sat, and joined her in looking at the ceiling.

"And did you come up with anything at all?" she inquired.

"Not a single thing. Maybe something happened to them or he just doesn't get along with them," Kenny assumed and stopped typing in his computer.

"Well something must have happened to them if he's in his grandfather's custody wouldn't you agree?" said Shayera with a raised eyebrow.

"Perhaps…it would also explain why he has never mentioned them before," suspected Rei.

Outside the Hotel Perimeters with Kai…

"What is with everyone's sudden interest with me? What does that woman really have to do with my grandfather," Kai pondered as he walked aimlessly outside the Hotel Perimeters in San Juan.

'I can't help but feel hatred and lack of trust towards her. But at the same time…I can't help but feel secure around her,' he continued to pondered as he walked. He was walking on a bridge when he overheard someone talk about a rock that was between the two bridges they were walking by.

"Look! That's the famous dog that turned to stone!" said a little boy with excitement.

"The legend of the dog that turned to stone…It is said that his master went to that building over there during a small war and told it to stay there and wait for him. And wait he did, but his master never came and as he waited he turned to stone," a woman who appeared to be a teacher explained to the children that were with her.

"That's true loyalty isn't it!" she said with enthusiasm. "Let's continue our class trip children," she said and they all left walking towards the famous El Morro.

'True loyalty. Right now I don't think Mr. Dickinson is being all that loyal. I don't believe much of what he said back at the BBA. How could he know her and that she had been doing business with her and not know what it is?' he thought with an angered look on his face.

'Only speaking to my grandfather might proof to be of some use for me to find out more about her. To believe or not to believe what I'm told by him and Mr. Dickinson…that's where my doubts lay,' he continued to ponder with disappointment as he continued to walk towards the Seaport.

On his way there, he saw a huge Fountain with a woman with dolphins and other sea creatures around her. She held a spear and resembled a mermaid. He stared at it for a while, and finally sighed and sat on its edge staring at the woman.

"I wonder how my parents died. Grandfather has never spoken of it. Every time I tried to find out about their deaths, he'd get angry and send me to my room," he spoke to himself with a gloomed look on his face. "Perhaps now is the time to ask about their deaths…"

At Mr. Dickinson's office:

The room was dark and silent. Mr. Dickinson sat calmly on his chair holding a phone. The phone continued to ring, and ring…but no one answered.

"Ugh! Where in blazes are you Voltaire?" he screamed in frustration. Just then his secretary entered the room holding something in her hands.

"Mr. Dickinson? I have the pictures you asked for," she informed him and handed him the pictures.

"Thank you. Please contact me with this phone number," he ordered her as he surveyed the pictures she had taken for him.

"Yes sir," she said and left the room.

"Perhaps I should just fax him and send him these pictures along with it. Maybe then he'll get the picture," he said to himself and pushed a button on his phone speaker.

"Secretary, please come into my office," he ordered.

A few seconds later, the secretary entered the room. She had notepad and pen at hand. "Yes sir," she said.

"I'd like you to send a fax to that number with these pictures in it and the following text," he said and began to tell her what it should say. After few minutes she had finished writing his last words for the fax. "Anything else sir?" she inquired.

"No, you may leave," he said and with that she left the room. He grabbed a piece of paper and began to make a phone call.

"Hello? Who's this?" inquired the person on the other line.

"Mr. Korunawa?" Mr. Dickenson questioned.

"Yes this is he. Who's this?" he asked again

"I'm Mr. Dickinson. We have some business to speak of…about your daughter, and Larisa…"


Hello people! Sorry for the delay. I still have writer's block but I kinda made myself write this chapter so if it sucks that's why. This chapter was also not edited by my honourary sister. From now on my updates will be a tad slow like this past week since I've had 3 tests and a bit of homework. We have 297 hits now! Something to celebrate for a change! Aside from my "friend's" bday. Everybody say Happy Bday to my friend! His bday was yesterday! Anyways thanks to Sovereign Lord of Chaos, Storm of Insanity(sorry for not reading your fic yet, I'm drowing in school work), BladeBreakers and our newest reviewer Redemberx! Wonder where all my old reviwers went...Oh well! Was this chapter a cliff hanger? I'm not sure. I bet you all can't figure out the mystery yet. Try and guess people! If you any of you can figure it out a bit I'll give you a spoiler on what's to come! Whoever wants romance tell me. I won't really put any romance in this fic like I've said before but I might put scenes to give you all the impression it might have it for your amusement if you all like. I know I'm forgeting to say something but I hope I'll remember next time. Anyways remember to READ & REVIEW people! Please say something inspiring so it might help me get out of my writer's block.

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