I'm baaack! Man, I'm now getting lots of reviews! I think that means people really like it :) Thank you to all of you that have reviewed, faved/ and or put me in your alerts :) I really do appreciate it! As a thanks, and a sorry for not updating earlier, here's a quite long chapter :P
Anywho, just a note, concerning Hidden Lives: Spies, even if you haven't read it, please read this! Ok, so originally it was just going to be about Violet and Henry meeting, but I've decided to change it up a bit. Now, it's going to be the 'in-between years' kind of thing. Still the same title, but going to be concerning everyone in the series, and some things that happened during those 13 years. So it's going to be taking a look at Rose and Jake, Haley and David, Gwen and Peter, Trixie and Spud [including their wedding] and the lives of Bridge, Art, James, Haley and David's kids [whom I haven't named yet], Kate, and maybe even Fitz, when they were younger. Hopefully people will want to read it! I'll be updating this soon on the other story as well, so please, give it a chance! It won't be directly related to this story, but some things might crop up, nothing crucial. If you're still not interested, fear not, you don't have to read it to understand it :D
Sedweel: She will be flabbergasted to say the least, if she found that out :P Enjoy the chapter!
Onej6: Thanks! Hmm, the only one I would see as messing up might be Fu...everyone else has been good as gold in keeping their stories intact. But we'll see what happens, won't we? It's kind of talked about in this chapter. Enjoy the chapter!
Wolvmbm: That might be pretty much a given, as it's touched upon in this chapter. It's not going to be pretty, totally agree with you on that...we'll see how it works out. Thanks! Enjoy the chapter!
Luiz4200: Yep, messed up indeed. Yeah, but in order to explain why she shouldn't blame her mother, he would have to come up with some lie to explain why she wasn't there and shouldn't be blamed, and there is only so many lies a person can take right? Ah well, no one is perfect. He missed the chance, and now has to deal with the consequences. He just told her the story as an ideal truth, what he had wanted to happen, the whole happily ever after has yet ot happen, if it ever does, it was more a tale someone would tell their kids, but it will be referred to later on in the story.
Once again, thank you to everyone that reviews! I try to answer your questions and comments as best as I can, but if you still have any questions, please ask! I'll be more than glad to reply :D Now for the tale!
==That Night
Jen went to Jake's room, only because he had told her not to leave, that he wanted to talk to her. Jen was doing this whole charade, but she wouldn't be able to live with Jake and Bridge yet. She was still the Huntress, but she wanted her daughter to at least have the experience of having a mother figure. Jen heard the door of the house open, and then, after a couple of minutes, Jake came into the room. He went up to where she was sitting on the bed and kissed her, long and hard, trying to convey how much he missed her and how much he loved her. While they were kissing, Jen took her bracelet off and once again became Rose.
Once they broke apart, Jake looked at his wife's now blue eyes and smiled "Is Bridge ok?"
"Yeah, Art forgave her, and I thanked her for giving us a chance. It seems like everything's working out."
"Ok, Master Planner, what now?" Jake smirked.
"Well, we do like every other couple does, we go on dates. Then, in a couple of months, you 'propose' to me, I say yes, we ask Bridge if it's ok, hope she says yes, and if she does, we wait for some time that we know she trusts me, and then we spring the truth on her. If she says no...then we try and spring the truth on her... I don't know, we'll cross that bridge when we get there, no pun intended." Rose shook her head, having run out of ideas.
"Alright, I'm good with that. If all of this works out, it'll be a miracle. Not that I don't think this plan will work out brilliantly, I just don't think that Bridge's reaction is something we can predict. All of this lying is going to be shattering everything she knows and trusts. Hopefully we can be tactful about this."
"No duh, we're not just going to say 'hey sweetheart, I'm your mother, your arch nemesis, your step-mom and your favourite designer!' We need to break it to her piece by piece."
"Ok, we'll see how it goes. Are you staying tonight?"
"I want to, but this idiot called me and told me there was an emergency. I only waited here because you made me promise to stay here. So if the Huntsclan HQ is burned down, it'll be on your head Dragon Boy." Rose chided him playfully.
"You can skin me and then serve it up in the celebration of your freedom." Jake smirked, closing the distance between them by putting his lips to hers.
"Believe me Dragon Boy, I will." Rose got up, but her bracelet back on. She took out a pen from her purse, and when she clicked it, it became her deadly Huntstaff.
"Careful with that, don't want to accidentally shish-kebab me." Jake said, putting his arms up in surrender.
"Don't worry Dragon Boy, if I shish-kebab you, ever, it'll be done totally on purpose." Rose smirked, and then she pressed the button that would transport her to her room at the complex.
==Sometime earlier, Huntswoman's office.
Gwen was sitting in her office, finishing some papers. She heard a knock on the door, and sighed. "Come in." She said, command in her voice, with a tint of iciness to let the person on the other side of the door know that she was in a bitchy mood and that she wouldn't take bullshit for an answer.
The door opened and a head poked in." Hey, can I talk with you?" James said, in his Hunter uniform. James had recently graduated from the Huntsclan Academy, top of his class, and had decided to be an apprentice for his mother.
"Of course you can! Why would you think otherwise?" Gwen said, beckoning him inside, taking her mask off. It was a sort of unspoken code, that if someone needed to talk to someone else privately, they took their masks off, as a sign of respect and confidentiality. The only one who didn't do that, unless it was with Gwen, or Haley and David, was Huntress.
"From your attitude when I knocked, I was expecting a conversation at gun-point." James replied, deadpan, going to sit in the chair in front of his mother's desk, taking his mask off as well.
"Fair enough. I'm just currently in charge, and it can sometimes be so stressing, I don't know how Huntress does it. Anyway, what's up?"
"Can I start my shifts on Monday? I'm going to be busy tomorrow." Here James was starting to get nervous.
"Oh? I'm sure I can pull it, but why? Want to finish your math homework?" She teased him.
"Ha-ha. No, it's just that, erm, I've got a date tomorrow."
"A date? Not even three days and already a girlfriend? How did you two meet?"
"We met in English class, for like two seconds before she ran off, but we kept on bumping into each other yesterday. So much we kind of..."
"Yes?" Gwen egged her son on.
"We kind of...kissed." He whispered the last part.
"James, if I wasn't a trained assassin who has excellent hearing skills that are necessary in our line of work, I would ask you 'what?' But since I heard your little secret, only one question is left: who is she?"
"She's a girl named Bridgette Long."
If it wasn't for the fact that Rose had already informed her of this, she would have fallen over in shock and be laughing her pants off. As it stood, she had done just that when she found out yesterday. What are the chances that they are the 3rd pair of Dragon & Slayer to fall in love? All in the same family? There is clearly something in the Long genes that make them charismatic and lovable to their arch-nemesis. What it was, was anyone's guess. She wondered how long it would take the two young lovers to find out about their alter-egos. Well, they didn't even know each other yet, so it might be a while for that. Nonetheless, this was going to be a comedy unto itself.
"Very well, I'll talk to Huntress, but I'm sure she'll say yes, so no worries."
"How can you be so sure? She's so evil and scary, and seems completely heartless. Just tell her I have to finish a project or something, she's probably not going to be moved that I'm dating. Especially not some random human."
Inwardly, Gwen snickered. The last thing that Bridgette was to Huntress was a random girl. Especially not a human one. "Will you relax? She's not going to bite your head off, she's perfectly kind and sociable. And completely not heartless. I have to tell her the truth though."
"Right, she's going to win the prize of socialite of the year. She wouldn't bite my head off, she's capable of blowing it off. Plus, she seems to be very unfeeling, how can you trust her to not attack you in the middle of the night or something, just because she mistrusts you or something? She's like someone people would have nightmares about! I'm surprised that those disgusting dragons are still alive! In fact I'm surprised that magical creatures still exist! You see all those creatures she killed, and, I don't know about you, but I'd fear the day she goes on a trigger-happy shooting spree."
Gwen was not looking at her son. She was looking at the figure leaning against the doorway of her office, whom her son had not heard enter a few seconds after he had. In fact, it would have been surprising if he had heard the Huntress come in. She was the best of the best, and if anyone could catch her coming in, they would have to be even better. She had slipped inside and had closed the door, all without a sound. Now she had an amused look in her eyes.
"You should see me when I'm really pissed, then you'll find out why people fear me." The Huntress said.
James paled at this. He had never directly talked with his superior before , and he wasn't starting off in a good foot. He got off his chair and was about to go kneel in front of her before he heard her say "Relax Hunter, I'm not here to reprimand you. "
'I'm truly sorry Huntress, I meant no disrespect or anything-" James was avoiding the gaze of the Huntress. Some guys had once said that if you looked directly into her eyes, you would see nothing but a shivering iciness and no heat, love or compassion.
"I know you didn't. Just as a warning though, be careful when you're talking, you never know when someone might be listening. That aside, Huntswoman, what's going on?"
"What do you mean? What's wrong?"
"I got a call when I was out that there had been an emergency. I told them to take it up with you. Clearly noted they didn't. I want you to come with me so that we can figure this out. You come too Hunter, that way you can get started on your apprenticeship."
Gwen nodded and put her mask on, and grabbed her staff and put it in the holster across her back. Huntress also had hers in the same position. James hadn't been issued one yet, but he followed his mother and the Huntress, donning his mask on as well.
They went to the surveillance chambers. Where all aspects of the Huntsclan were controlled. Huntress went inside, slamming the door open, and James could tell the woman was pissed.
"Who's the asshole that called me?" She spat.
A timid hand went up. "I-I did, Huntress."
Huntress went up to the man holding his hand up. That meant that everyone else was to continue working, but you could still hear a pin drop. "What's your name? And what did I tell you to do with your call?" Huntress sneered, her tone scaring the pants off James.
"I'm Will, Huntress. You told me to take it up with the Huntswoman, who was in charge." The man was trying to be braver than he actually felt, and was glad that she hadn't done this with the whole room watching.
"And why didn't you fucking do that?" She spat.
The man shook his head profusely. " I did!"
"Bullshit."
"I sent a messenger, he's the one that informed me of the escape, and I sent the message with him! I have a messed up knee, and I thought he would be quicker! Please, I'm telling you the truth!"
"Who's the messenger? And more importantly, what was the fucking message!"
"Clark. We have recently found out that one of our prisoners escaped, that's why I wanted to talk with you first."
"Why would I want to know about an escaped convict before she did, considering I wasn't even in the premises?"
"Because...because the escaped man.." Here he looked at Huntswoman, whose gaze wasn't much friendlier. "The man was Peter Avezon. I didn't know how she would react to this."
Now James was shocked. But nothing could prepare him for what he witnessed next. Huntswoman went up to Will and grabbed him by his shirt. "What, did, you, say?" She emphasized each word, making the man paler at every word she uttered.
"Peter Avezon got free, no one knows how he did, but he did. Everyone took him for dead, but this morning, his cell was empty."
"You are a fucking idiot, you know that? Why would you at least not check to see whether I got the message, or, since it seems you know how to use a phone, have called me to let me know!"
Will was shivering and trembling, having just realized his stupidity. He actually thought Huntswoman would murder him then and there, even with her son watching, but breathed a sigh of relief, even though the intrusion was anything but comforting, as he would soon find out. Huntress placed a hand on Huntswoman's shoulder. "We'll leave the other officials to handle his punishment. Now genius, tell us what you know."
"Clark came up here to let us know that Avezon had just escaped. He had gone down to take him his weekly meal at lunchtime, and he found the cell empty, but still locked. He had been on duty since last night, and he swore that no one else came in or out of the cells. Avezon was weak, so there was no way that he did this alone. But records show that no one has visited him in years. The only other person who has contact with him is the Enforcer, who hasn't seen him since last Monday, and the last guard on duty."
"Where is Clark?" Huntress spat.
"He was taking a holiday or something. He was going to deliver the message and bolt."
"You there." Huntress said, grabbing the nearest person. "Take this man down to the Enforcer, tell him to do a once over, and to leave him in a cell until I give him further orders. If you don't do as I say, you're going to join him, understood?"
"Yes Huntress." The random woman grabbed Will's arm, and twisting it behind his back, took him down to the dungeons.
Huntress looked at both Huntswoman and Hunter and said, "Contact Huntsboy and Huntsgirl, tell them to meet me in my office, let them know what happened, then, go and meet me there, I have some business to take care of."
"Yes Huntress." James said, seeing that his mom was quite shocked. They left the chambers, and James contacted the two adults, relying the information they had just found out. As he hung up, he looked at his mother, who still hadn't said a word since she let Will go.
"Mom? You ok?"
"Yes, I'm-" With that, his mom fainted.
"Mom!" James kneeled down to take a look at his mom, not knowing what to do. He was in shock, and he felt a presence come up and having taken a look at the situation, was now contacting someone. James saw that it was the Huntress, and saw the two people he had contacted some minutes ago, come.
"Change of plans. Huntsboy, can you carry her?"
"Yes." Huntsboy replied, picking Huntswoman up.
"We're going to my complex." With that, Huntress took her staff out, and placing a hand on James's shoulder, she transported him. Huntsgirl did the same with her husband, taking Huntswoman with them.
==Huntress's complex.
It actually wasn't her complex anymore. Haley and David, as well as Gwen, lived here as well. Huntress saw that James was in shock that not only his father had just escaped, but that his mother had taken the news so badly. Huntsgirl had appeared beside them some seconds later, and they deposited Huntswoman on the couch, going to the kitchen to bake some concoction involving smelling salts or something along those lines. It was Haley's speciality. Meanwhile, she felt that the boy beside her needed some privacy, or someone to talk to. She decided to first try out the latter.
"James, are you alright?" She had dropped her Huntress voice, hoping to get through the teen.
"I'm fine, I know I should be feeling scared, or something along those lines, that my father is out, but the only thing I'm wondering is how I'm going to kill him. As for my mom, I know she's tough and will be fine, it must have been that she relaxed for a moment and everything came flooding in and overwhelmed her."
"Very well. Please return to your room, you're exempted from your duties tomorrow, as you requested, in order to date your 'random human.' You should know that a group of trained assassins are much more capable of caring and protecting each other. We're a tight knit group, and if you ever need to put real life in front of this life, just let us know, we'll figure something out."
"Thank you Huntress. Sorry I bashed you."
"No worries, just go, and enjoy tomorrow. Monday will be when the real fun starts."
Pissed off Huntress anyone? Poor Will, who in their right mind would just send a messenger instead of calling? Ah well, and Clark seems to be cropping up everywhere!
Anyway, next update will be on Saturday, or as I like to say: Next update will be next year!
Hidden Lives: Spies will be updated sometime later today however. It's just going to be a reworking of the first chapter, with new things added
I have kind of stopped with the little snippets of what's to come mainly beecause right now, I don't have the next chapter written out. Also, I don't know if it gives too much away...would you guys prefer with or without previews?
Sound off below and let me know!
Till next year! :P
Hezpeller
