Chapter 15
The Phantom circled Black Manor twice before its landing struts extended.
Anton smiled slightly, this was the easy part, the house sensors had said that Wraith had already arrived at the manor. The crafts stealth cloak flickered off to reveal the crafts jets rotating downwards to carry it in for a landing as it was designed to do.
"I'm having the medical team ready for admission of our passengers," he yelled to the back as the craft settled on a metal platform, "Be ready to open the hatches when the lift finishes descending."
"Gottcha," Trouble responded as the lift kicked in, lowering the aircraft down into the underground hanger.
The low rumble of the lift died out as the hanger closed overhead.
"We're in," he said as he unhooked his harness, "Lets move."
The dim lights came on in a sequence around the hanger as the hatches opened and lowered to the ground as ramps. He noticed the medical team he employed rushing forwards with gurneys as a well dressed figure approached, a young man with raven hair and jade eyes.
"Good to see you again Blaze," Wraith whispered slowly as he stepped up besides Anton as he helped Trouble unload the Butlers, "It has been far too long."
"I was planning on calling you when I had this place finished, as it is, its only partially finished, the outer walls aren't yet up to code," Anton laughed as he put his hand on his friends shoulder, "Though it is good to see you again."
"I should have shown up earlier, it is a pity that your peace did not last."
"Both Two and Stiletto think I made the wrong choice."
"They didn't know you as well as I do, and they believe that peace is a luxury we gave up long ago."
Anton smiled slightly as he remembered his first meeting with Wraith, it was something different at a more jovial time.
* * * * *
He parried the punch, drawing the fist to his left as he rolled backwards to avoid a foot sweep. The trainer had brought in other recruits to provide the training to everyone they could, he had been paired up with a Guardian, someone his own age.
He back flipped upwards, feeling an inexplicable rush of power that carried him to the rafters.
"Blaze!" yelled the trainer, "What happened that sent you up there."
"I'm not quite sure," he replied as he glanced around, holding one of the braces, "I jumped and ended up, up here."
"Well," the man said, "Get your butt down here!"
"I'm sorry sir, but I'm not quite sure how I ended up here in the first place."
"Get a ladder," the trainer said to the Guardian, who returned with it.
A few minutes later, he was back on the ground and the trainer was running to try to figure out what had happened.
"Thanks," he said to the Guardian, holding out his hand, "Names Anton Black or, if you wish, Blaze."
"Call me Wraith," the man replied taking the offered hand, "I think I'll use Blaze for you, especially after that stunt."
* * * * *
"So what did you have me called in for?" Wraith asked.
"You will soon see," Anton replied as he motioned for the man to follow him after one of the gurneys.
They followed a series of corridors and into a room where the corpse was placed upon a table.
"I need you to help me find out the name of the person who did this," Anton whispered darkly as he pulled back the sheet covering the corpse, "Because I need to find him or her, he's wielding one of the Beast Blades."
"Speaking of which," Wraith said as he pulled a long box from his bag and handed it to his friend, "Two sends you this in the hopes that it'll get this mission over with that much more quickly."
"Thanks," Anton said as he stood up and slipped out, "I know you need to do this alone, I could sense the spirit, but talking to one is beyond my ability."
He closed the door as he saw his friend nod in agreement.
"And you trust this guy?" he heard Holly say and he turned, only half surprised to see the female elf standing there.
"I owe him my life several times over, that is the most trust I have ever given anyone."
"Sounds like a lonely life."
"It was and still is."
"What's in the box?"
"Another one of the blades, one a friend uncovered, today you have already seen two blades in action and one I'm not to sure about."
"What?"
"One of the two we encountered at Fowl Manor was carrying a new blade carrying the powers of the blades."
"What do you mean by new?"
"When Atlantis sunk, seven blades were scattered about the lands, one in each world, or in modern terms, one on each continent. Each one bears a different power, the one I already wield is the Phoenix, it carries mainly healing and enhancement abilities, the others, I'm not to sure about."
The Phantom circled Black Manor twice before its landing struts extended.
Anton smiled slightly, this was the easy part, the house sensors had said that Wraith had already arrived at the manor. The crafts stealth cloak flickered off to reveal the crafts jets rotating downwards to carry it in for a landing as it was designed to do.
"I'm having the medical team ready for admission of our passengers," he yelled to the back as the craft settled on a metal platform, "Be ready to open the hatches when the lift finishes descending."
"Gottcha," Trouble responded as the lift kicked in, lowering the aircraft down into the underground hanger.
The low rumble of the lift died out as the hanger closed overhead.
"We're in," he said as he unhooked his harness, "Lets move."
The dim lights came on in a sequence around the hanger as the hatches opened and lowered to the ground as ramps. He noticed the medical team he employed rushing forwards with gurneys as a well dressed figure approached, a young man with raven hair and jade eyes.
"Good to see you again Blaze," Wraith whispered slowly as he stepped up besides Anton as he helped Trouble unload the Butlers, "It has been far too long."
"I was planning on calling you when I had this place finished, as it is, its only partially finished, the outer walls aren't yet up to code," Anton laughed as he put his hand on his friends shoulder, "Though it is good to see you again."
"I should have shown up earlier, it is a pity that your peace did not last."
"Both Two and Stiletto think I made the wrong choice."
"They didn't know you as well as I do, and they believe that peace is a luxury we gave up long ago."
Anton smiled slightly as he remembered his first meeting with Wraith, it was something different at a more jovial time.
* * * * *
He parried the punch, drawing the fist to his left as he rolled backwards to avoid a foot sweep. The trainer had brought in other recruits to provide the training to everyone they could, he had been paired up with a Guardian, someone his own age.
He back flipped upwards, feeling an inexplicable rush of power that carried him to the rafters.
"Blaze!" yelled the trainer, "What happened that sent you up there."
"I'm not quite sure," he replied as he glanced around, holding one of the braces, "I jumped and ended up, up here."
"Well," the man said, "Get your butt down here!"
"I'm sorry sir, but I'm not quite sure how I ended up here in the first place."
"Get a ladder," the trainer said to the Guardian, who returned with it.
A few minutes later, he was back on the ground and the trainer was running to try to figure out what had happened.
"Thanks," he said to the Guardian, holding out his hand, "Names Anton Black or, if you wish, Blaze."
"Call me Wraith," the man replied taking the offered hand, "I think I'll use Blaze for you, especially after that stunt."
* * * * *
"So what did you have me called in for?" Wraith asked.
"You will soon see," Anton replied as he motioned for the man to follow him after one of the gurneys.
They followed a series of corridors and into a room where the corpse was placed upon a table.
"I need you to help me find out the name of the person who did this," Anton whispered darkly as he pulled back the sheet covering the corpse, "Because I need to find him or her, he's wielding one of the Beast Blades."
"Speaking of which," Wraith said as he pulled a long box from his bag and handed it to his friend, "Two sends you this in the hopes that it'll get this mission over with that much more quickly."
"Thanks," Anton said as he stood up and slipped out, "I know you need to do this alone, I could sense the spirit, but talking to one is beyond my ability."
He closed the door as he saw his friend nod in agreement.
"And you trust this guy?" he heard Holly say and he turned, only half surprised to see the female elf standing there.
"I owe him my life several times over, that is the most trust I have ever given anyone."
"Sounds like a lonely life."
"It was and still is."
"What's in the box?"
"Another one of the blades, one a friend uncovered, today you have already seen two blades in action and one I'm not to sure about."
"What?"
"One of the two we encountered at Fowl Manor was carrying a new blade carrying the powers of the blades."
"What do you mean by new?"
"When Atlantis sunk, seven blades were scattered about the lands, one in each world, or in modern terms, one on each continent. Each one bears a different power, the one I already wield is the Phoenix, it carries mainly healing and enhancement abilities, the others, I'm not to sure about."