Chapter 2 ~ The Beginning
'What did you say the Merovingian wanted with us?' asked Two as the pair walked briskly down the corridor.
'He simply said that he did not want a woman called Estelle Croft to survive the night.' replied One
'Excellent' whispered Two. 'I could do with a little brawl, couldn't you? I mean, cooped up in here day after day isn't exactly what you would call fun, is it?'
'I could not agree more' replied One. 'Have you ever heard of an Estelle Croft?'
'You know now you mention it, the name does ring a bell somewhere' said Two.
'Well, it rarely makes no matter. After tonight, no one will get the chance to know her' laughed One.
'I wouldn't mention her in there though.' Said Two, warningly to his twin, 'I don't think I was meant to overhear that particular conversation between the Merovingian and Persephone.'
'I won't' said One reassuringly.
They continued down the corridor until they reached the office at the end of the hall. Two raised his hand to knock at the door but stopped short and pressed his ear to the door. One followed in suit and his eyes widened in surprise. The Merovingian could be heard inside the room, whispering strange things to someone.
'What do you think' whispered Two 'Persephone?'
'No' replied One 'He would not talk to her like that.'
They pressed their ears still harder onto the door, trying to catch every word. .
'You are so beautiful mon cherie. Zis is what you like best is it not? Zat's right, come on now, right over here. . . '
Two's eyebrows shot so high they almost disappeared under his hair. One was clutching his sides for support, doubled up with silent laughter. Two nudged him hard in the ribs. One shut up at once and gave Two a look of deep disgust and pain. Two raised a finger to his mouth and pointed at the door. One appeared to understand what he meant. He nodded and Two held up his hand and counted down.
Three. . . . .
Two. . . . . .
One. . . . . .
They phased through the door and gaped at the scene before them. The Merovingian was bent over a large tank and was talking to it. He looked up as the Twins entered and grinned, gesturing at the tank.
'Goldfish keeping.' He said simply 'Zey zay it broadens the mind.'
One chanced a glance at his twin who had rapidly turning light pink with embarrassment.
The Merovingian carried on speaking as he wandered over to his desk. 'I have not quite mastered ze art of calling them to me but zey are quick learners. You zee, it is work in progress. I have tried tempting them with zer favourite food, but it is not succeeding as of yet.'
'Please' he told the Twins. 'Sit.'
The Twins sat.
'So I expect you are wondering why I have summoned you here. Am I correct in saying zis?'
The Twins nodded.
'Well. I can assure both of you, zat you shall not be disappointed with your next assignment. I 'ave a certain, shall we say, problem zat I need sorting out. So. I 'ave chosen you two to carry out zis for me.' He pointed at the Twins in turn with a biro and folded his arms as though waiting for something to happen.
Two cleared his throat and continued. 'What is this problem that you need us to "sort out"' he asked.
'Ah!' replied the Merovingian 'Zat is ze most interesting bit of ze mission. Zere is a woman named Estelle Croft. I need you two to eliminate 'er'
'When?' questioned One.
'She is to go shopping in ze Diamond Centre at approximately three pm today. She will most likely go to zeveral different shops so you need to search everywhere. If, by the time you return, she is not dead. Well, you know what will 'appen.'
The Twins stood up, nodded to the Merovingian, turned and walked out of the office.
A/N~ Please review, Flames will be used to heat my flat when the air conditioning is broken.
'What did you say the Merovingian wanted with us?' asked Two as the pair walked briskly down the corridor.
'He simply said that he did not want a woman called Estelle Croft to survive the night.' replied One
'Excellent' whispered Two. 'I could do with a little brawl, couldn't you? I mean, cooped up in here day after day isn't exactly what you would call fun, is it?'
'I could not agree more' replied One. 'Have you ever heard of an Estelle Croft?'
'You know now you mention it, the name does ring a bell somewhere' said Two.
'Well, it rarely makes no matter. After tonight, no one will get the chance to know her' laughed One.
'I wouldn't mention her in there though.' Said Two, warningly to his twin, 'I don't think I was meant to overhear that particular conversation between the Merovingian and Persephone.'
'I won't' said One reassuringly.
They continued down the corridor until they reached the office at the end of the hall. Two raised his hand to knock at the door but stopped short and pressed his ear to the door. One followed in suit and his eyes widened in surprise. The Merovingian could be heard inside the room, whispering strange things to someone.
'What do you think' whispered Two 'Persephone?'
'No' replied One 'He would not talk to her like that.'
They pressed their ears still harder onto the door, trying to catch every word. .
'You are so beautiful mon cherie. Zis is what you like best is it not? Zat's right, come on now, right over here. . . '
Two's eyebrows shot so high they almost disappeared under his hair. One was clutching his sides for support, doubled up with silent laughter. Two nudged him hard in the ribs. One shut up at once and gave Two a look of deep disgust and pain. Two raised a finger to his mouth and pointed at the door. One appeared to understand what he meant. He nodded and Two held up his hand and counted down.
Three. . . . .
Two. . . . . .
One. . . . . .
They phased through the door and gaped at the scene before them. The Merovingian was bent over a large tank and was talking to it. He looked up as the Twins entered and grinned, gesturing at the tank.
'Goldfish keeping.' He said simply 'Zey zay it broadens the mind.'
One chanced a glance at his twin who had rapidly turning light pink with embarrassment.
The Merovingian carried on speaking as he wandered over to his desk. 'I have not quite mastered ze art of calling them to me but zey are quick learners. You zee, it is work in progress. I have tried tempting them with zer favourite food, but it is not succeeding as of yet.'
'Please' he told the Twins. 'Sit.'
The Twins sat.
'So I expect you are wondering why I have summoned you here. Am I correct in saying zis?'
The Twins nodded.
'Well. I can assure both of you, zat you shall not be disappointed with your next assignment. I 'ave a certain, shall we say, problem zat I need sorting out. So. I 'ave chosen you two to carry out zis for me.' He pointed at the Twins in turn with a biro and folded his arms as though waiting for something to happen.
Two cleared his throat and continued. 'What is this problem that you need us to "sort out"' he asked.
'Ah!' replied the Merovingian 'Zat is ze most interesting bit of ze mission. Zere is a woman named Estelle Croft. I need you two to eliminate 'er'
'When?' questioned One.
'She is to go shopping in ze Diamond Centre at approximately three pm today. She will most likely go to zeveral different shops so you need to search everywhere. If, by the time you return, she is not dead. Well, you know what will 'appen.'
The Twins stood up, nodded to the Merovingian, turned and walked out of the office.
A/N~ Please review, Flames will be used to heat my flat when the air conditioning is broken.