Chapter 14
"So much for your full-proof plan Dais," Cale snapped when the Warrior of Summer had finished telling his two brothers-in-arms about the recent conversation he had with Mercedes.
"Before I overheard Anubis and the "Exchange Student" talking, I didn't think that anyone had overheard us," Dais snapped back in response.
"So, to put it simply," Sekhmet sighed, "Anubis knows what we're planning to do."
"Yes," the Summer Warrior agreed, confirming Sekhmet's statement.
"So." The Darkness Warrior began, crossing his arms, "Now what do we do?"
"Well, we can't kill her," the Snake Warrior answered, shaking his head.
Dais and Cale just looked at each in sheer amazement. "And since when did you have a problem killing someone who attempted to threatened our group?" Cale questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"If someone threatens our group," Sekhmet replied, " then I don't have a problem killing that person. However, you need to realize that Mercedes is an "Exchange Student." From what I've learned, an "Exchange Student" travels to another country via an "Exchange Program" set up by a group of people from something called a "Company." This "company" also has to help deal with something called a "passport" and something else the mortals call a "Student Visa." After Mercedes got her "Student Visa" and "Passport," she probably had to go to our country's representative in Mexico, called a "Consulate," so she could become acquainted with our laws."
"And…where exactly are you going with this Sekhmet?" Dais questioned.
"Mercedes' information to our "Consulate" is shared by the Culinary School she is studying at," Sekhmet replied, answering Dais' question, "A very small part of our country's governing body, "The Diet," also has the power and ability to keep track of her. If she were to "disappear" or "have an accident," then the people in that branch of government would find out and begin to ask questions. If one of the Ronins talk, not only do we get exposed as killers, but the Nether Realm gets exposed to the public, which means…"
"Which means we're in trouble," Dais finished.
"So," Cale sighed, "Do you have anything to back up this problem?"
"Well," Dais began, "since killing her is out of the question. The only option we have left is to intimidate her."
"And how exactly are we going to threaten and intimidate her?" Sekhmet asked in a realistic tone-of-voice, "she disappears, or has an "accident" then questions would be raised. We can't exactly travel to Mexico to threaten her family without some type of documentation that could be traced to us or proven to be false. Not only that, but her sister is dead, so we can't kill her. The way I see it, unless you plan to falsify documents claiming that Mercedes is dead, and provide a real sturdy illusion that can survive several hours of travel to Mexico and several more days before a Funeral, then there's nothing we can do."
"Where did you learn all of this?" Cale asked the green-haired 17-year-old Warrior of Autumn.
"Remember after the Anubis' Funeral, we stayed with the Ronins and Mia for a couple of days?" Strata had said something about all the paperwork he had to help his mother fill out when she traveled to and from our country as something the mortals call an "International Journalist." I asked him if he needed help, and after he explained to me what I needed to do, I helped him complete the paperwork."
"So, do the mortals consider falsifying documents serious?" Dais tentatively.
"In some countries, it is a very serious offense," Sekhmet answered. "But I never asked Strata about our country."
"Well," Cale concluded, "it doesn't look like…"
"There's also another reason why we can't kill Mercedes," the Warrior of Autumn replied, interrupting Cale's train-of-thought. "If she tries to stop us and we kill her because of her beliefs, then we are making her a martyr."
Dais and Cale looked at each other in confusion.
"We don't need another person dead because of his or her beliefs."
"So much for your full-proof plan Dais," Cale snapped when the Warrior of Summer had finished telling his two brothers-in-arms about the recent conversation he had with Mercedes.
"Before I overheard Anubis and the "Exchange Student" talking, I didn't think that anyone had overheard us," Dais snapped back in response.
"So, to put it simply," Sekhmet sighed, "Anubis knows what we're planning to do."
"Yes," the Summer Warrior agreed, confirming Sekhmet's statement.
"So." The Darkness Warrior began, crossing his arms, "Now what do we do?"
"Well, we can't kill her," the Snake Warrior answered, shaking his head.
Dais and Cale just looked at each in sheer amazement. "And since when did you have a problem killing someone who attempted to threatened our group?" Cale questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"If someone threatens our group," Sekhmet replied, " then I don't have a problem killing that person. However, you need to realize that Mercedes is an "Exchange Student." From what I've learned, an "Exchange Student" travels to another country via an "Exchange Program" set up by a group of people from something called a "Company." This "company" also has to help deal with something called a "passport" and something else the mortals call a "Student Visa." After Mercedes got her "Student Visa" and "Passport," she probably had to go to our country's representative in Mexico, called a "Consulate," so she could become acquainted with our laws."
"And…where exactly are you going with this Sekhmet?" Dais questioned.
"Mercedes' information to our "Consulate" is shared by the Culinary School she is studying at," Sekhmet replied, answering Dais' question, "A very small part of our country's governing body, "The Diet," also has the power and ability to keep track of her. If she were to "disappear" or "have an accident," then the people in that branch of government would find out and begin to ask questions. If one of the Ronins talk, not only do we get exposed as killers, but the Nether Realm gets exposed to the public, which means…"
"Which means we're in trouble," Dais finished.
"So," Cale sighed, "Do you have anything to back up this problem?"
"Well," Dais began, "since killing her is out of the question. The only option we have left is to intimidate her."
"And how exactly are we going to threaten and intimidate her?" Sekhmet asked in a realistic tone-of-voice, "she disappears, or has an "accident" then questions would be raised. We can't exactly travel to Mexico to threaten her family without some type of documentation that could be traced to us or proven to be false. Not only that, but her sister is dead, so we can't kill her. The way I see it, unless you plan to falsify documents claiming that Mercedes is dead, and provide a real sturdy illusion that can survive several hours of travel to Mexico and several more days before a Funeral, then there's nothing we can do."
"Where did you learn all of this?" Cale asked the green-haired 17-year-old Warrior of Autumn.
"Remember after the Anubis' Funeral, we stayed with the Ronins and Mia for a couple of days?" Strata had said something about all the paperwork he had to help his mother fill out when she traveled to and from our country as something the mortals call an "International Journalist." I asked him if he needed help, and after he explained to me what I needed to do, I helped him complete the paperwork."
"So, do the mortals consider falsifying documents serious?" Dais tentatively.
"In some countries, it is a very serious offense," Sekhmet answered. "But I never asked Strata about our country."
"Well," Cale concluded, "it doesn't look like…"
"There's also another reason why we can't kill Mercedes," the Warrior of Autumn replied, interrupting Cale's train-of-thought. "If she tries to stop us and we kill her because of her beliefs, then we are making her a martyr."
Dais and Cale looked at each other in confusion.
"We don't need another person dead because of his or her beliefs."
