Chapter 6
"Trouble," Root said into the mike, "We have a situation down here, Opal Koboi escaped about twelve hours ago, but then we found her on the surface, it isn't a very pretty sight."
"So, what do you want me to do?"
"Go north, the body was found on the surface near Loch Ness, she was stabbed by an Iron dagger," Root recited, "And currently we're having a flare up, you're the only active unit on the surface, we need you to deal with retrieving the body."
"Who found her?"
Foaly intercepted the death certificate, though he does admit that there was another intercept, though we cannot locate the source, also, the recovery of the Trolls didn't happen, the unit sent returned saying that they corpses were missing."
"Well," Trouble answered slowly, "I don't have any transportation, and I'm at that Anton's house, Holly and Grub are being patched up and."
"Who's Anton?" Root yelled.
"The Mudman, he saved Grub and Holly needed help."
"This had better not end in a situation like Fowl."
"I don't believe so sir, he has been most helpful so far, I would like Foaly to run an organization by the name of the Company, and the name Anthony Black."
"All I've got on the Company, if that's all, comes from what appears to be a group of mudmen conspiracy freaks going by the name the Eyes of Argus," Foaly cut in, "and as for your friend." Foaly whistled, ".Military intelligence, three different special forces teams, seven black belts, demolitions training, and about two hundred different medals and awards, his record has a six year gap leading to now other than occasional sightings recorded around the world, he surfaced about a month back."
"So he appears to be capable of keeping a secret," Root said calmly.
"Yes I am," came a voice over the comms.
All three fairies seemed startled, coming from the coughing noises they made and the startled gasp from Foaly.
"Relax," Anton said with a slight smile, "I knew you were talking, not very much signal traffic at this range though, nice decrypt, took me fifteen seconds to crack though, three times my usual."
"I forgot to mention the linguistics and cryptography training he received when attached to NATO special operations," Foaly said sheepishly.
"Good to know you can access my normal records all so easily," Anton said with a chuckle, "I received a report from one of my allies about a body turning up that wasn't human, I assumed you knew what it was, the form was similar to yours."
"You.intercepted.that." Root gasped, face beginning to turn bright red.
"Not me specifically," Anton said, "One of those I'm allied with did, and well I'm the closest non-assigned operative in the area."
"So will you help us?" Foaly asked nervously.
"Yeah," Anton said calmly, "For a slight price."
"Why does this always happen?" Root grumbled.
"I don't know," Foaly stuttered.
"I didn't say what that price was," Anton said calmly, "I know you have magic, and I'm searching for something, I have a blade, I need you to locate its brothers."
"Finding a specific sword is hard to do," Foaly admitted, "A needle in a haystack."
"Well then, how about a set of charmed swords that have the power to sense their brothers."
"Charmed?" Foaly asked, "So that's how you did all that stuff."
"Most of that has to do with other things, but some of it, yes."
"I guess we have a deal Captain." Root began.
"Just Mr. I'm not in the military anymore, though I am close to several parts of it."
"Mr. Black?" Root continued, flustered.
"Yes," Anton said with a slight smile, "Oh, and it would appear that the others are out of medical, we should see to them before we journey out."
Authors Note: Please review, I'd like your opinions on it. And even if you think that Anton is a Mary Sue, he isn't, he's an RPG character from the Shadow Force Archer campaign setting for Spycraft. I rolled him up and statted him out. He's one that I play as, I'll post his current stats if you want. He's not a normal human due to his relic and the fact that he is a triple psion.
"Trouble," Root said into the mike, "We have a situation down here, Opal Koboi escaped about twelve hours ago, but then we found her on the surface, it isn't a very pretty sight."
"So, what do you want me to do?"
"Go north, the body was found on the surface near Loch Ness, she was stabbed by an Iron dagger," Root recited, "And currently we're having a flare up, you're the only active unit on the surface, we need you to deal with retrieving the body."
"Who found her?"
Foaly intercepted the death certificate, though he does admit that there was another intercept, though we cannot locate the source, also, the recovery of the Trolls didn't happen, the unit sent returned saying that they corpses were missing."
"Well," Trouble answered slowly, "I don't have any transportation, and I'm at that Anton's house, Holly and Grub are being patched up and."
"Who's Anton?" Root yelled.
"The Mudman, he saved Grub and Holly needed help."
"This had better not end in a situation like Fowl."
"I don't believe so sir, he has been most helpful so far, I would like Foaly to run an organization by the name of the Company, and the name Anthony Black."
"All I've got on the Company, if that's all, comes from what appears to be a group of mudmen conspiracy freaks going by the name the Eyes of Argus," Foaly cut in, "and as for your friend." Foaly whistled, ".Military intelligence, three different special forces teams, seven black belts, demolitions training, and about two hundred different medals and awards, his record has a six year gap leading to now other than occasional sightings recorded around the world, he surfaced about a month back."
"So he appears to be capable of keeping a secret," Root said calmly.
"Yes I am," came a voice over the comms.
All three fairies seemed startled, coming from the coughing noises they made and the startled gasp from Foaly.
"Relax," Anton said with a slight smile, "I knew you were talking, not very much signal traffic at this range though, nice decrypt, took me fifteen seconds to crack though, three times my usual."
"I forgot to mention the linguistics and cryptography training he received when attached to NATO special operations," Foaly said sheepishly.
"Good to know you can access my normal records all so easily," Anton said with a chuckle, "I received a report from one of my allies about a body turning up that wasn't human, I assumed you knew what it was, the form was similar to yours."
"You.intercepted.that." Root gasped, face beginning to turn bright red.
"Not me specifically," Anton said, "One of those I'm allied with did, and well I'm the closest non-assigned operative in the area."
"So will you help us?" Foaly asked nervously.
"Yeah," Anton said calmly, "For a slight price."
"Why does this always happen?" Root grumbled.
"I don't know," Foaly stuttered.
"I didn't say what that price was," Anton said calmly, "I know you have magic, and I'm searching for something, I have a blade, I need you to locate its brothers."
"Finding a specific sword is hard to do," Foaly admitted, "A needle in a haystack."
"Well then, how about a set of charmed swords that have the power to sense their brothers."
"Charmed?" Foaly asked, "So that's how you did all that stuff."
"Most of that has to do with other things, but some of it, yes."
"I guess we have a deal Captain." Root began.
"Just Mr. I'm not in the military anymore, though I am close to several parts of it."
"Mr. Black?" Root continued, flustered.
"Yes," Anton said with a slight smile, "Oh, and it would appear that the others are out of medical, we should see to them before we journey out."
Authors Note: Please review, I'd like your opinions on it. And even if you think that Anton is a Mary Sue, he isn't, he's an RPG character from the Shadow Force Archer campaign setting for Spycraft. I rolled him up and statted him out. He's one that I play as, I'll post his current stats if you want. He's not a normal human due to his relic and the fact that he is a triple psion.