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Chapter 10-History

After meeting my "parents", I stormed back into the hotel room and locked the door, not wanting to speak to anyone.

I heard murmurs outside the door but couldn't make anything out. A few minutes later, it was silent, and there was a soft knock at the door.

I sighed, "Yes?"

Tim answered, "Maria and Xavier would like you to join them for dinner."

I snorted. "Do you really expect me to sit at a table with liars and killers? I don't think anyone could enjoy their meal if they are expecting someone to come up and slit their throat."

"If they wanted to kill you, then they would've let the French take you when they had the chance and your body would be floating in the middle of the Pacific Ocean right now."

I bit my lip and groaned in frustration since I knew he was right. Besides, I wanted answers; the final pieces of the puzzle, and they had the answers. Plus, I realized that this would probably be the only peaceful moment to talk.

I said, "Okay."

I rushed to the bathroom to fix my hair and wipe my face. My clothes were crumpled, but I didn't care. Even though I wanted to cry, I forced myself to put on a brave face.

Finally, I unlocked the door, and Tim greeted me with a stoic face. He held his arm out, and I took it. We walked down the hall slowly, and I felt this sense of dread hit the pit of my stomach, like someone was leading me to a casket at a funeral.

We exited the suite and Tim nodded at the guard that was perched outside the door. I guessed that he was also a part of my security detail. I sighed and shook my head at the thought of how complicated and messy my life became once I found out that I was the daughter of two highly trained assassins.

Tim led me down the hall and nodded to the guard standing outside this suite. The guard knocked on the door three times, and Maria opened it with a flashing grin. She nodded at Tim and said, "Thank you, but we'll take it from here."

Tim released me, but I pulled his arm back. I whispered, "You're just gonna leave me with them? Are you crazy?"

Tim smiled and said, "You'll be fine. Just don't forget who they are."

I dropped his arm and he shook his head at me before Maria dragged me into the suite. She put her arm around my shoulders and I instinctively pulled away a bit. Nonetheless, she kept a firm grip on me and guided me into another room, which was set up as a dining room.

There was classic, antique furniture placed near the walls, a table that seated about six with a classic, white tablecloth, and an elegant chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

Xavier was already sitting at the head of the table facing the doorway, and he seemed to be having a very serious conversation. Maria cleared her throat to get his attention, and he acknowledged her before he hung up.

Xavier rose from his seat, and Maria guided me along to greet him. He held his hands out and she placed hers in his, and he kissed both of her cheeks.

"Maria," he smiled.

"Xavier," she said curtly before she took the seat on his left side.

Xavier held his hands out for me, and I repeated Maria's actions, even accepting his kisses.

"My dear Lydia. How sad it is that we have to meet under these circumstances."

I nodded. "Yes, it is."

I sat down in the empty chair on his right, and Xavier followed suit. Then, he clapped his hands and a chef, clad in all white, came out from the door behind Maria.

"I think we're ready to begin," he told him. The chef nodded and soon returned with oeuvres. His assistant poured wine in nice, clean glasses.

I made sure the two were distracted before I quickly grabbed a steak knife and hid it under my thigh. However, I wasn't as sneaky as I thought as Maria said suddenly, "Lydia, darling, if we were going to kill you, I would've done it before you even walked through that door. Now, put the knife back and enjoy this meal with us."

I sighed and placed the knife back on the table as instructed. "So is anybody going to start talking, like what the hell is going on and how did I end up here?" I spat out.

Xavier paused for a second before glancing at Maria, who sighed. "Yes. I guess I'll start."

Maria began, "My mother was an immigrant from Spain. She separated from my father before I was born, and gave birth to me in New York. She soon found it hard to support me, and fell into a life of drugs and prostitution. I was taken from her and raised in a foster home until I turned 18. I got a scholarship to NYU, and sighed up to take a summer trip to Spain before I turned 19. I wandered off alone one night, and was nearly robbed. But, someone saved me."

She stopped eating and had this faraway look in her eyes. "Her name was Allyse. She saved my life that day, in more ways than one. She saw something in me, and gave me a choice: go back to NYU and go on with my boring life, or join the Fraternity and truly save the world. Obviously, I made a choice to join the Spanish Fraternity. Allyse trained me; day in, and day out. She forced things out of me that I never knew I was capable of. She taught me everything there was to know about killing. Then, she and Cross crossed paths. After that, the entire Fraternity was changed forever."

I nodded, "Wesley." It hurt to say his name aloud, but he was a part of this just as much as I was.

She nodded in agreement. "Yes, Wesley was conceived. Allyse was torn as to what to do, but Cross convinced her to keep the child, despite it breaking the code. Cross got word that the Immortal was being sent after them by the Elders of the French Fraternity for violating the code, and he enlisted me to protect her as he tried to recruit Sloan and the other Elders for his cause. We hid out in rural Egypt until she gave birth to the boy. The French had nearly caught up to us, and Allyse sent me back so I wouldn't be killed. I…got word that she had been killed by the time I returned to Spain."

Maria's eyes were watery and she looked down at her plate. Xavier reached for her hand and squeezed it. She grabbed her handkerchief to blot her eyes and he picked up where she left off.

"After Allyse's death, it seemed as if the Fraternity was on the verge of collapse as a civil war began to brew among the Fraternities. Cross was sent to kill the Immortal, and vice versa. It came to a boiling point when Cross nearly ended his life, but spared the Immortal, leaving his face half-scarred," Xavier told me, motioning to his hands the damage the Immortal endured.

Maria continued, "Rumors plagued the Fraternities as to what led Cross to abandon Sloan. No one knew for sure, but by then, the other Fraternities had destroyed themselves, with only the French, Chicago, Spanish, and Russian Fraternity elders agreeing to a truce to end the bloodshed among brothers. Soon after that, Xavier and I were sent on a mission together in Mexico to kill a drug lord. I found out I was pregnant a few months later."

Maria sighed, "I was terrified. I didn't want to go through what Allyse went through. My Elder, Ricardo, was so disappointed. He knew he should've killed me, but…he didn't. He asked me what I wanted to do and I…wanted you to live. I wanted you to have the life I could never have. You were my blood; my family. I couldn't do that to you. So, I lived in the basement of Ricardo's house until I gave birth, his servants and wife attending to my every need. However, I learned that Ricardo had sent one of the younger assassins to pose as a servant and take you away without my knowledge. I informed Xavier of what happened as soon as possible-"

"After I recovered from the news that we had conceived a daughter-"

"But Ricardo informed that he spared you and sent you to America. In return for your safety, I became his indentured servant and requested that all of the female members be sterilized to avoid another incident. Soon after, the Fraternities were in financial ruin for the most part, so I was sent off to marry an oil tycoon in Qatar. I was his 8th wife and the youngest, so I was his favorite. A few days after our wedding, Ricardo sent me my husband's kill order. I poisoned him shortly after and inherited half of his estate…about 800 million. The other wives had to split up the rest among themselves and their children. From then on, I was sent off to man after man, acquiring their assets and insurance money after their deaths. I saved the Fraternity from ruin and brought them out of the ashes."

By spreading your legs to the highest bidder, I thought. "Interesting story, thank you for that, but what happens now? Why is the Immortal even hunting me down if there was a truce?" I asked.

Xavier cut his steak and took a bite. "He does not care for the old laws of men long passed. He cares about what happens to him now. The only thing he believes in is the code and his own ascension to power. I believe that he wants full control over the last of the Fraternities and viewed you and Gibson as a threat to that power, especially since you found the kill order. But, I contacted him."

Maria whipped her head at him so fast I thought she was going to break her neck. "What? When did you this, and why didn't you consult me?"

Xavier took another bite. "This morning, while you were planning Lydia's exit plan, and I also gained some valuable information. I do not need to consult with you on everything that I do, my dear Maria."

Maria's eyes darkened. "Not when it involves my daughter's life!"

Xavier took another bite and used his knife to motion between them. "You mean our daughter's life. If you must know, we have…come to an agreement."

"Which is?" I asked aloud, getting anxious and impatient.

"Your life and protection, in exchange for the kill order and relinquishing his business deals with Apostol Pharmaceuticals in Japan."

Maria slammed her butter knife between the middle and ring finger on Xavier's resting hand. I jumped a little in my seat and my eyes widened with fear.

"You exchanged our daughter's life for a piece of cloth and a business deal? Are you mad?" Maria growled.

Xavier looked down at his hand and back up at Maria. He removed the knife and placed it beside my untouched plate gently. He clasped his hands together, resembling something of a mob boss.

"That is what I do, Maria. I do business, whether in bills, bullets, or blood. He agreed to my terms once I handed over our worm in exchange for his. And you should bring down your voice; it seems we have conspirators in our ranks," he answered calmly.

I wondered how he could keep his calm demeanor after my assassin mother almost chopped off his hand. Either he was used to her outburst, or he had mastered keeping calm under chaos, which would lend itself to being an assassin. I predicted it was more than likely a combination of these.

"Who? Who is plotting against us, Xavier?" Maria asked after taking a sip of her wine.

Xavier smiled almost like a Cheshire cat and yelled out, "Bring him in!"

Tim and another burly man entered the room and opened the door behind me. It was a coat closet and a young man with dirty blond hair, frightened blue eyes, and a lanky build was dragged out. He had no clothes on, except for blue boxers, and he was taped up from head to toe. Several bruises were festering on his stomach, chest, and face.

Tim and the other man helped him stand on his feet, facing us. Tim quickly sent me an apologetic look before it smoothed back out into a poker face.

"Ah! Here he is! The man of the hour! Ladies, this is Milton, one of my newest assassins. I had him gathering Intel on the Immortal along with one of my best, Alfonso, until it seemed that Alfonso was the one sending information to the Immortal. But that wasn't what happened, was it Milton? Milton set Alfonso up as our weasel and I killed him."

I glanced at Maria, who had an uncertain look on her face. Then, she got up and grabbed her steak knife. She walked toward Milton and waved the knife in his face.

"I remember Alfonso. He was a good boy. Smart, quiet, and loyal, always loyal. We treated him well, and made sure that the last of his family were well taken care of. Why would he betray us? Better yet, why did you set him up, Milton?" Maria asked in a low voice, flipping the knife expertly in her hands.

Milton's voice muffled loudly against the duct tape and Tim removed it. "Ow! I-I did it…because…because of Kyle. He was my friend! And he died for that illegitimate bitch!" he spat at her, eyes shooting bullets at me.

Kyle, poor Kyle, the young assassin who didn't stand a chance against Wesley Gibson. I wish the boy didn't die, but Wesley killed him before I could plead his case.

"He's gotten into your head, hasn't he? He thinks my daughter, my child, is a mistake. What do you think about that, darling?" Maria asked me.

I was speechless, and absolutely terrified about what was about to happen next. Maria turned her gaze to Xavier, who shrugged and continued cutting his meat.

"You see? I am proud of you for being loyal, Milton, but you did betray us and cause your fellow brother to be murdered. And now, consequences must be paid." Then, she slowly jabbed the knife into his left peck, causing an ear-piercing scream. Tim and the other man struggled to get a grip on Milton as Maria pulled the knife down and then right, and then left, leaving a blood-soaked F on his chest.

My mouth dropped open as Maria licked the blood on the knife and wiped some more blood on his face. Maria motioned for them to take Milton away and Tim reapplied the tape to his mouth and dragged him into another room.

I sat up and placed my handkerchief on the plate. "I'm done. I-I can't. Excuse me."

I headed for the door but Maria stopped me. "You shouldn't go out there alone. Tim will walk you back to your suite. Tim!"

Tim appeared in the doorway almost instantly, and I heard some rumbling come out from the room behind him. "Yes, Maria?"

"Could you take my daughter back to her room? Xavier and I need to converse on some things."

Tim nodded and headed for the door. Maria clutched my arm with a vice grip. "You just don't know how happy I am that you are here with us. Don't worry; you'll be safe as long as I'm here. We'll get together later and talk about anything that you want. Right now, you can go and get some rest."

"Okay," I muttered, not sure as to what else I could add.

Xavier's cell phone rang and he answered it, only sending me a nod.

Maria toyed with a strand of my hair for a second before letting me go. I walked briskly to the door where Tim was waiting. He closed it behind us and I held my arms close to my body as we walked down the hall, trying to process everything that took place.

Tim was silent the whole walk and took out a key card to open my door. I walked in and Tim said, "I'll be outside if you need anything. Maria and Xavier booked this whole floor so the only people going in and out will be Fraternity members. You'll be safe here."

I started laughing manically. I was doubling over laughing, and Tim looked confused, as if he missed the punch line to a joke. I waved my hands and started to calm down.

"Safe? Are you kidding me? Like, did you not hear what you just said?"

Tim's face sombered up and he said, "Listen, I know what happened back there would make you think otherwise, but they're your parents and they've gone through a lot to get you here. I'm just doing my job and so are they."

"Which is killing and torturing people? How comforting."

Tim walked in and slammed the door. I blinked at him.

"Listen, I'm sorry about Wesley! I really am! He was not that bad of a guy and a good assassin. He could've done well here, even became an Elder if he wanted to. But things got fucked up back there. We were trying to figure out friend from foe, retrieve the kill order, and keep you safe while trying to find a safe way to extract you! I was just following orders!"

"Yeah from the Ku Ku Klan!" I yelled back.

"That's not even funny. Besides, I've killed most of them personally," he said.

I didn't even know what to say after that so I just went and sat down on the bed.

"Listen, I'm sorry, but it could be worse. I've done my part so now you do yours. Besides, Maria has been waiting for this a long time. She does love you, whether you have realized that or not."

With that, he left me alone in the darkness, contemplating my next move.

AN: Sorry that I haven't updated in about 4 months. I lost my job, started taking an online class, and was helping mother with some stuff. Plus, I had a recent tragedy happen in my family and we had to work through that. Now, I'm at the end of my class, and I got 2 new jobs (albeit seasonal).

This chapter was sitting in my laptop but I could never find time to finish it until now! I had to make time for this because so much goes down! Xavier and Maria were a lot of fun to write, and Lydia had no choice but to witness their outrageousness. Good news…more family bonding on the way!

I took some of the Wanted history (in the film) and altered it a bit, but I tried to stick to the canon for the most part. Once again, I do not own anything!

Please Review and thank you guys for sticking with me!