It was going to be a day or two before Abby gets here, but while I was waiting for her arrival I kept on training with Miranda. Her defense had picked up its game, but there was still a lot of room for improvement. That is if she will agree to have further training.
"It looks as though you've been waiting for something or someone, Doyle. What's keeping you distracted?"
"Just some thoughts. But none of them are for your concerns, Grey."
She merely rolled her eyes at me, as we walked up the staircase to the front porch, where Paul was leaning over the railing watching us. He just merely nodded his head at me, but I didn't give him a response back. Between the both of us, we didn't want Miranda to explode at us for letting her sister come here.
"You two better tell me what you're hiding soon, because I am not a fan of surprises. So might as well confess while you still got the chance."
"So if you find out, what ill you do? Kill us?"
"No, I'll just be angry and most likely shut the both of your out of my life for a few hours."
Paul laughed a small bit as he pulled Miranda up against him, and she merely rolled her eyes once more. Hopefully Paul will be able to keep her happy, till Abby gets here. Then we both can watch war break loose.
"Hope that you guys don't mind me coming early. And by early, I mean the day after you called me."
Turning around, Abby was at the base of the stairs, her gray eyes staring up at us with excitement and the will to crush us all setting in. The wind lifted her hair a small bit, and I could see the feathered layers of her hair, she merely feathered it because it only made it harder for me to grab her hair. But it drove me crazy, and I had to hold back any smiles that would appear.
"Just what are you doing here?"
"Doyle, told me. He said that Argost was back, and that you needed help with training to fight. Said that you needed some motivation, and I'm here to get that motivation going."
She groaned a small bit, and shot a glare at me. I merely shrugged at her.
"Just why would someone like you be into this, Abby? Last time that I recall, you want to do nothing with us Secret Scientists, except bring us into battles. Especially after what you did to the Saturdays."
"I know, alright Miranda. But you're my sister, and I rather see everyone alive than dead. And you know I'm not a killer, but maybe I'll kill Doyle one day."
I let out a huff of air at her comment, but the smile was slowly starting to crawl on my face.
"But the point is, I want Argost dead and six feet under again here. He's been back twice, and now a third time, time to make sure that after he's dead, he stays dead."
Looking over at Miranda, her mouth twitched down into a frown for a few seconds, but there was a spark of anger flaring up in her eyes. This may or may not be a good thing, but this was a risky move to pull, but at least she's keeping herself in check unlike her sister. But I'm willing to play with some wild cards here.
"So when do we start training?"
"We are not doing any training, especially with you -"
"I'm not talking to you Abby, just to Doyle only."
"We start tomorrow, Abby, and no matter what your sister says you're staying and helping."
"Good, I'm in on it. And I won't be backing out till this all ends."
I was pacing around the back porch, picking up acorns and throwing them into the backyard with anger. All the while I was being watched by Paul, who was sitting on the porch swing.
"Out of everyone, and I mean everyone, he picked my sister! Do the other Secret Scientists know about this Paul?"
My red hair smacked my face when I turned around to face him, and he just get gave me a small laugh.
"No one else knew about this, except for me and Doyle alone. Now relax a small bit, and come here."
He beckoned me to sit next to him, and I moved over there at a slow pace. Sitting down, he wrapped an arm around my waist and leaned me up against him, his free hand fumbling around with the knuckles of my left hand.
"Abby, she's out numbered here and she knows that."
"She can call for back-up any time that she wants."
"That's true, and so can we. But if Abby wants Argost gone as much as we do, it wouldn't do anything good for any of us by calling back up and attacking us. For now, we'll just have to watch her and make sure she doesn't mess up."
"And that means, I will have to do training with her?"
"Pretty much, yes. Look, going further in training and perfecting your skills, it's not going to change you. You will always be Miranda Grey, a Secret Scientist, a doctor who studies quantum physics and particle acceleration, and the girl that I fell in love with. No matter what, nothing is going to severely change you, even after all of this ends. You'll still be you."
Grinning at him, I placed my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I could still feel the anger raging inside me, but it wasn't as strong as before. Paul had seemed to have settled that fire.
"So what are you going to do?"
"I don't know, but I know that if I don't agree they won't stop pestering and forcing me to advance my fighting skills. I've never really cared for the fight, I've always cared about what might happen if we do fight. Will we win or lose?, and who will live or die? It's question like those, that I don't want to fight, and I was raised by those questions every day of my life. I still go by them."
He stayed quiet towards my words, and I knew that he was thinking about them. They aren't something really to question about, they're just morals that my family follows on a daily basis. Though those morals might die one day, for now they're just hanging around on metal strings waiting to be snapped. And when they snap, I don't know what will even happen.
"Do you really follows those morals?
"Just about every time there is a fight. They're the reason why I don't take sides."
"Sometimes Miranda, it's just best to let some things go. Everyone has morals, and they change, and I'm sure you've changed your morals too. But if you really want to change them, it's your choice."
He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, and soon left me alone. Alone long enough to let me be consumed in my thoughts, and wander about myself.
The sunlight was still bright when I found Abby sitting on the porch steps, reading a few logs that she had pulled up on her phone screen. Finally, she turned her phone off in a quick second and waited.
"So you knew I was watching you?"
"It's pretty obvious, plus I felt the vibrations through the wood and a couple creaks. You're not exactly light-footed, unlike me."
"Let me set a few things straight. One false move against any of us here, I can give them the right to terminate you. And I'm not kidding when I can give them permission to terminate you, because I stopped playing around on stuff like this years ago. My second point is, you need to watch your moves and your back; you're not exactly here with any friendly allies."
"So you're just here to threaten me? Cause so far, Paul and Doyle have yet to do that, only you."
"If you think you feel threaten by me, then you really don't know what it feels like to be threatened."
Turning away from her, I went into the house without a further word to her. I caught Doyle out of the corner of my eye and I knew that he heard the conversation that I had with Abby, but it's something that I'm not going to care much about.