A/N – Sorry this chapter is short and a bit bland, I accidently deleted half of it which kind of was a blessing in disguise since that part was horrible so instead I'm turning in this 'not-so-horrible' part and I added the Dimitri's P.O.V, which is also bland. But I promise next chapter won't be so bad.
Rose's P.O.V
We followed the girl for a few minutes; all I saw was trees, trees and even more trees. Along with the wilderness animal every now and again. Of course though I knew we weren't alone, I could feel the inky gaze of the others looking at us. No, I couldn't see them but I felt them. The shadows in the forest weren't all trees.
The walk was silent, only the sound of the leaves crunching under our feet and my crutches. After a few more moments of walking we came to a small little cottage in the woods. It was made of logs and had a small window next to the door with flowers in its sill. It looked completely harmless; it almost reminded me of those cottages in fairy tales. Appearances can me so deceiving.
The girl walked up to the door and simply opened it and walked in. Me and Lissa shared a brief look before following her into the small cottage. Lissa let me walk in first and immediately I smelt flowers and backing. Looking around I could tell this place only had one room. A small single bed was in the corner with a kitchenette and living room all connected to each other. On the small table was a vase of flowers with a plate of still steaming cookies on the counter.
This is it? No weapons on the wall? No secret files? No awesome ninja spy moves? No cool background music?
"Are you serious?" I whisper. The girl steps in the middle of the room and looks over at us.
"Like it?" She asked. I resist the urge to roll my eyes and whack her beside the head with my crutches.
"Maybe we're at the wrong place." Lissa said to me so only I could hear. I'll be super pissed if we drove all this way and we end up at the wrong place. I'm done playing games, this is either it or it isn't.
"Are you part of the Guardians are not?" I asked her. She simply smiles at me, closes the curtains over the window and looks over at the bed. She walked over to it and put her hands on the bed frame.
Above the bed was a small painting, a simple painting of a baby in a basket, the baby's eyes almost look as if it's looking at her. Suddenly the baby's eyes glow red for a split second that's almost hard to catch. Then the girl looked down on the bed and lifted it up, almost as if it weighted nothing. Lissa and I both walked over to the girl and saw what was under the bed.
A trap door.
It was rectangle with a small golden handle. The door was wooden, which matched with the rest of the floor yet in the middle of the door was a black mark; it looked like a twisted line almost like a snake.
"What is that symbol?" I asked the girl. She doesn't knowledge the question; she simply grabs the handle and throws it up, reveling a stair cases that leads down to darkness. From my view it seemed pretty long.
"Can you make it down there with your crutches?" She asked, aw, how caring…
"I'll be fine." I said. "You go first."
"Wouldn't want it any other way." She mutters and goes down the steps.
"You wanna go first or me?" I asked Lissa. She looks at me wide-eyed.
"Going down there? Are you fucking kidding me? We'll be going down into complete darkness, they can totally go chainsaw massacre on our asses!" I don't know what surprised me more – the fact that Lissa just used two cuss words in one breath or the fact that she might be right. I looked down at the steps. The girl was standing on the sixth one down and looking up at us with her arms crossed over her chest with an amused expression on her face.
"You go first; if I fall I can use you for a cushion." A light smile played on Lissa's face as she took the first few steps down the steps and I followed. It was a tad tricky getting down the steps yet I managed a few steps. Just as my head was below the floor the bed fell back into place, making the small amount of light vanish leaving us in complete darkness.
"Why'd you do that, now I can't see where we're going!" Lissa complained. I heard the girl sigh.
"Its steps, the only place you can go is down." She said using logic. I rolled my eyes. That didn't really stop Lissa though. Lissa filled the darkness with mindless chatter which strangely comforted me since I'll never admit it yet the creepy darkness was a little unsettling with me as well.
"So you got a name?" Lissa asked. The girl didn't answer for a while.
"Viktoria." She said. "Just call me Viktoria; I hate the nicknames people give me." The rest of the way was silent; the only sound was our footsteps and my crutches going down the steps.
I kept walking till I didn't hear anymore footsteps.
"Why'd you stop walking?" I asked them.
"We're at the bottom." Viktoria said and I heard a flip and then the room became illuminated with florescent lights. I came down to the bottom with the others.
In the room was just steel clean walls with linoleum flooring, the room was small and only thing in it was the stair case and a arch way that lead to a hallway that looked to have several paintings hanging up on the wall. Above on the ceiling was black camera's that was almost unrecognizable, I recognized them because the Royals used the same ones. Come to think of it, I think my father invented those and only have the royals use them.
Then why the hell are the guardians using them?
"I'll skip the tour of our facility since we've been watching you and know that you two aren't yet ready for everything the guardians have to offer-"
"Wait, did you say you were watching us? Do you have spies or something?" I asked Viktoria cutting her off. Viktoria looked thoughtful for a second.
"Yeah, spies, that's what we'll call them." Viktoria said. "But before we get into anything major you need to meet Arthur Schoenberg, he'll be testing you two. The cameras can't catch everything."
Cameras?
Dimitri's P.O.V
It's been on the back of my mind all day. Lissa saw me and Tasha together; if anyone else looked it would have been seen as a regular couple.
Aren't we?
Luckily for me I quickly saw Lissa's attention snap over to Christian and it was almost as if she'd been in a trance when she saw him. Love I guess.
Guess, shouldn't I know?
Yeah I should, shouldn't I? I felt in love when me and Tasha went on our first date, when I proposed, everyone loves Tasha. Even my family loved her, yet they did tell me how we make an odd couple – that we seem more like friends then lovers. But I loved Tasha and I showed her every time around five when we both have our breaks.
I tapped my fingers on my dining room table as I thought about me and Tasha. Luckily in this condo I didn't have anything to remember her by, no personal items like pictures or mementos. You couldn't tell anything of me by stepping into this house, maybe that the person's a neat freak but that's it.
Also this place had too much white, white couches, white tables, white walls, white toilet seats, white bath tub, white plush carpet.
Maybe I could do some redecorating, yet I'll only keep this house for a short time before I move back into my cozy flat with Tasha. Here they want me to interrogate Rose in a sexual manner.
Maybe I should invite her over.
Things don't have to get sexual per se but maybe a little heat wouldn't hurt. I smiled as I thought of ways to pleasure Rose in this house. Yet my mind drifted to Tasha frequently, not the same as I felt with Rose but more of a guilty manner. Is this cheating?
It can't be this is for the job. My career hinges on how this will go, I made sure Tasha knows this, yet I doubt she thinks we'll be having sex.
We won't be having sex – will we?
No! That'll be crossing the line. No one required me to sleep with her, she a suspect for a murder so why would I sleep with her?
Because she's beautiful.
Maybe I'm getting a little too attached to Rose, inviting her over right now would be a little to…sudden.
Yet, it's for the job right?
I smiled to myself as I grabbed my phone.
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