Disclaimer: I do not own anyone except Destiny in this story.
Chapter 4- New Missions
When Bean heard that Achilles escaped from his prison in China, he almost choked the life out of an assistant soldier. After calming himself down he arranged for a conference to be held with the Hegemon himself. No wonder I didn't hear from him in a while, Bean thought bitterly. How long has he known? And why didn't I?
As Peter approached him he felt an urge to slaughter him with his bare hands.
"Julian," he said, by way of greeting.
"How long were you in on it?" Bean asked, not in the mood to play guessing games or pretend.
Peter's smile faded a little. "Oh, come now, Bean, you can't possibly be mad at me? Aren't you the military genius?"
Although Bean hated to admit it, Peter was right. How had he not been able to see this?
"Don't worry, Bean. let Peter gloat. He gets satisfaction so rarely."
Bean's eyes widened as Petra stepped out from behind Peter and next to him. "What are you doing here?! You're supposed to be in-"
"Brazil?" she said cheerily. "I know. But it got so boring."
Bean looked over to Peter and frowned. "You had something to do with this."
"Ah. maybe. Maybe not. But since we're playing your little sarcasm game and you're the genius, I don't need to explain anything to you. When you figure out where to start, give my office a call." With that, he was gone.
As Peter left, Bean gripped his gun tightly. Then he sighed and turned to Petra. They met eye to eye. except Bean was two inches taller. "What are you doing here?"
She saluted him playfully. "I am yours to command sir," she said grinning.
"No, you're." Bean frowned and sighed even more deeply. He knew arguing was useless- Petra had set her mind and heart on being with Bean, and she would try to get him to do the same.
He sighed once more, exasperated.
***
Destiny's eyes widened as she scanned the e-mail.
Come to my office.
It popped up so suddenly. and yet there was no question who it was from. Him.
She wondered what he wanted. Was she in trouble? At the end of this first week with Achilles she found that it was her worst fear- to disappoint him. So she excelled. Within the first week she passed two basic courses in computers, advanced placement in military training, three courses in hand to hand combat and weaponry, and she was just about finishing her course on advanced computer technology.
She got up from her desk and walked down the hall. A couple of doors down she swiped her security clearance and knocked.
"Enter," came a voice. She opened the door and saw Achilles filling out some paperwork.
"Sir," she said, standing absolutely still.
He got up from the desk and stood in front of her, surveying her posture. Her eyes wandered to the ground and it took all her self-control not to recoil. Achilles put his arms behind his back and said, "You've been with us for a week now, is that right?"
Destiny involuntarily looked up at him, and she met his perfect, enticing eyes. He had his gaze firmly fixed on her and what she wanted at this moment more than anything was to please him. "Yes sir, that is correct," Destiny said, her voice wavering a little.
Achilles walked over to his desk and motioned for her to follow. She sat down and waited.
"And since you came here, how far have you gotten in our programs?"
"I've finished two basic computer courses, three combat courses, and military training, sir."
"And you're just about done with computer technology. Is that so?"
"That is correct, sir," she said, wondering what was coming.
Achilles leaned forward slightly. Destiny felt very hot. "Since we met, Destiny, I have been keeping an eye on you."
She didn't know what to say.
"You're very clever, Destiny. And quite a swift thinker."
"Thank you, sir," she said. After a minute she added thoughtfully, "Does this mean I can be of service to you?"
He gave her a dazzling smile. "I think perhaps you can. What would you say if I offered you a position to be a personal assistant?"
Destiny's heart leapt. "I- I would like that very much, sir."
He smiled. "I thought you would. This job requires skill, loyalty, wits, agility, and reflex. Still want to give it a try?"
"Of cour- ! I mean. sir, yes, sir!"
He nodded. "I thought you might." There was a silence. ". of course. this is a trial period for now," he informed her.
"Yes sir! I understand, sir!" She thought she could fly.
"That's good," he said. "You may go." As she left, he told her, "oh, and your quarters shall be across the hall from my own."
Destiny walked out the door, smiling furiously. Then a sudden thought came to her and she realized it was true.
She was madly in love with Achilles.
~~~Hope you liked it! Yes, it is a little rip-off of Shadow Puppets but I'm having a writer's block here. Anyway high school is busying! Arrgh! Orson Scott Card is coming to New York tomorrow and I can't go and see him!!!! DAMN YOU BOARD OF ED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Waah!!!!!!! I wanna see him!!! Sniff, sniff. I'm gonna grab me a box of tissues and throw another tantrum. until ten, please review!!
Chapter 4- New Missions
When Bean heard that Achilles escaped from his prison in China, he almost choked the life out of an assistant soldier. After calming himself down he arranged for a conference to be held with the Hegemon himself. No wonder I didn't hear from him in a while, Bean thought bitterly. How long has he known? And why didn't I?
As Peter approached him he felt an urge to slaughter him with his bare hands.
"Julian," he said, by way of greeting.
"How long were you in on it?" Bean asked, not in the mood to play guessing games or pretend.
Peter's smile faded a little. "Oh, come now, Bean, you can't possibly be mad at me? Aren't you the military genius?"
Although Bean hated to admit it, Peter was right. How had he not been able to see this?
"Don't worry, Bean. let Peter gloat. He gets satisfaction so rarely."
Bean's eyes widened as Petra stepped out from behind Peter and next to him. "What are you doing here?! You're supposed to be in-"
"Brazil?" she said cheerily. "I know. But it got so boring."
Bean looked over to Peter and frowned. "You had something to do with this."
"Ah. maybe. Maybe not. But since we're playing your little sarcasm game and you're the genius, I don't need to explain anything to you. When you figure out where to start, give my office a call." With that, he was gone.
As Peter left, Bean gripped his gun tightly. Then he sighed and turned to Petra. They met eye to eye. except Bean was two inches taller. "What are you doing here?"
She saluted him playfully. "I am yours to command sir," she said grinning.
"No, you're." Bean frowned and sighed even more deeply. He knew arguing was useless- Petra had set her mind and heart on being with Bean, and she would try to get him to do the same.
He sighed once more, exasperated.
***
Destiny's eyes widened as she scanned the e-mail.
Come to my office.
It popped up so suddenly. and yet there was no question who it was from. Him.
She wondered what he wanted. Was she in trouble? At the end of this first week with Achilles she found that it was her worst fear- to disappoint him. So she excelled. Within the first week she passed two basic courses in computers, advanced placement in military training, three courses in hand to hand combat and weaponry, and she was just about finishing her course on advanced computer technology.
She got up from her desk and walked down the hall. A couple of doors down she swiped her security clearance and knocked.
"Enter," came a voice. She opened the door and saw Achilles filling out some paperwork.
"Sir," she said, standing absolutely still.
He got up from the desk and stood in front of her, surveying her posture. Her eyes wandered to the ground and it took all her self-control not to recoil. Achilles put his arms behind his back and said, "You've been with us for a week now, is that right?"
Destiny involuntarily looked up at him, and she met his perfect, enticing eyes. He had his gaze firmly fixed on her and what she wanted at this moment more than anything was to please him. "Yes sir, that is correct," Destiny said, her voice wavering a little.
Achilles walked over to his desk and motioned for her to follow. She sat down and waited.
"And since you came here, how far have you gotten in our programs?"
"I've finished two basic computer courses, three combat courses, and military training, sir."
"And you're just about done with computer technology. Is that so?"
"That is correct, sir," she said, wondering what was coming.
Achilles leaned forward slightly. Destiny felt very hot. "Since we met, Destiny, I have been keeping an eye on you."
She didn't know what to say.
"You're very clever, Destiny. And quite a swift thinker."
"Thank you, sir," she said. After a minute she added thoughtfully, "Does this mean I can be of service to you?"
He gave her a dazzling smile. "I think perhaps you can. What would you say if I offered you a position to be a personal assistant?"
Destiny's heart leapt. "I- I would like that very much, sir."
He smiled. "I thought you would. This job requires skill, loyalty, wits, agility, and reflex. Still want to give it a try?"
"Of cour- ! I mean. sir, yes, sir!"
He nodded. "I thought you might." There was a silence. ". of course. this is a trial period for now," he informed her.
"Yes sir! I understand, sir!" She thought she could fly.
"That's good," he said. "You may go." As she left, he told her, "oh, and your quarters shall be across the hall from my own."
Destiny walked out the door, smiling furiously. Then a sudden thought came to her and she realized it was true.
She was madly in love with Achilles.
~~~Hope you liked it! Yes, it is a little rip-off of Shadow Puppets but I'm having a writer's block here. Anyway high school is busying! Arrgh! Orson Scott Card is coming to New York tomorrow and I can't go and see him!!!! DAMN YOU BOARD OF ED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Waah!!!!!!! I wanna see him!!! Sniff, sniff. I'm gonna grab me a box of tissues and throw another tantrum. until ten, please review!!