Part 13: An Angel's Pain
Dead... gone... killing... running... rotting... that was everyone in Madison's life now. Her mother had died shortly after her birth, and she had no friends due to her being taught here at home because her father had been paranoid for her safety. She remembered the day Mandy had left for California six years ago. It was her earliest memory, watching her sister leave in that black limousine, thinking she would return soon once she was done with a small trip. But she hadn't returned...
Then her father had taken her to see Mandy for the first time... and she was in prison. Madison hadn't bothered to find out why... she hadn't cared. She'd liked the idea of seeing her long lost sister again. So she'd done like her father asked, and helped make Mandy tell them where Clover was. She remembered the three spies who'd watched her and saved her life. She didn't think they were bad people, but daddy would know best.
Maybe he'd been right about them all. Mandy had killed him... she'd come back for sending her away and killed him. Madison remembered what she'd told him in the cell a week ago. She remembered how angry she was... and she'd seen them standing over his lifeless corpse. She'd seen his blood spilling over the desk... she'd seen his eyes staring at nothing...
She buried her head in her knees, cradled in a fetal position on her bed, stopping the memories from invading her mind. Her shoulders quaked with the force of her sobs, echoing through the dark silent room. Now that her father was dead, everyone was too busy putting the new President in place to take care of her. She was like one of the many shadows that spread throughout her bedroom in the middle of the night. Unnoticed and uncared for.
She sniffled and looked up when the door to her bedroom opened with a soft creak. She could see two shadows standing silhouetted against the light. They entered slowly, walking up to the bed and leaning down until they were face to face. Finally she recognized one of the faces, now that she could see it more clearly.
"Hey Madison..." Sam said softly, sitting down beside her. "I came as soon as I heard what happened... I thought you could use some help." Her hand slid over Madison's shoulder, squeezing it gently. Madison sniffed and threw herself against Sam, burying her face in her chest to hide her sobs. Sam stroked her back comfortingly, holding her close.
"She killed him..." Madison croaked into Sam's chest, her voice muffled by the fabric of her green jumpsuit. "She killed him!"
"Sssshhhhh... I know... they told me what happened." Sam replied, kissing the top of Madison's head like a mother comforting her child. "It's okay Madison... let it out..." Madison clung to her, letting her arms draw her away from the vision of her father lying over the table in a pool of his own blood.
"What should we do with her Sam?" Another voice asked from the shadows of the bedroom. "Does she have any other family we could leave her with?"
"No... she doesn't." Sam replied. Madison wondered how she knew that... but didn't really care. She was a spy after all, knowing was her business.
"So what do we do?" The other girl asked.
"I guess we could leave her with my mom." Sam replied.
"And then? They should still be in the state, and we know it was them because of the spent Tornado in a Can." The second voice asked. "The only question is, how do we find them in a city this big?" Sam remained silent for a few moments.
"We track them down. The Tornado in a Can means Alex is hauling her gadgets with her wherever they go. With any luck, she forgot about the Lip Stalk even though she already smashed her compowder." Sam replied. Madison listened to the exchange silently, leaning against Sam with her arms around her torso. They were trying to find Mandy and her friends, Madison was sure of it.
"And when we find them?" The second voice asked softly. Once again, Sam fell silent, and Madison could feel her arms tremble slightly against her back. The spy's grip tightened around her before she spoke.
"We'll do anything we have to do to bring them to justice... one way or another." Sam said simply. Everyone fell silent, telling Madison just what they were talking about. They were going to kill Mandy and all her friends if they wouldn't come quietly.
"I want to come too..." Madison mumbled into Sam's chest. Sam pushed her shoulders away, staring down into her small purple orbs.
"What?" Sam asked incredulously.
"I want to come too." Madison stated more clearly. She knew her eyes were still red, and her cheeks were still moist from previously shed tears, but her face was a mask of dark determination. "I want to see Mandy again... I want to talk to her again."
"Now sweety, you should just relax." The other girl crawled close to her, now revealed to be an Asian girl with light blue hair wearing a blue jumpsuit identical to the one Sam was wearing. "You're going through a tough time, you need to take it easy."
"Yeah, you should stay with my mom for a while, I'm sure she'd love having a new little girl to keep safe." Sam agreed. Madison glared up at her, unblinking and unfeeling.
"I want to see Mandy..." She repeated coolly. Sam stared at her worriedly, gulping and running one hand through her light purple hair.
"Okay, Madison..." Sam said softly. The blue-suited spy looked at her in surprise, but Sam simply stared into the little girl's eyes with a steady gaze. "We'll bring you with us for a little while... but you have to do what I tell you to do, okay?"
"Okay." Madison nodded, leaning against Sam again and burying her face against Sam's chest. She wanted to see Mandy again... she wanted to hear her explanation for what she'd done. She couldn't let herself hate Mandy... she was the only family she had left. However much she WANTED to hate her... probably should hate her... she couldn't. She had to see her again, to ask why...
TO BE CONTINUED
Dead... gone... killing... running... rotting... that was everyone in Madison's life now. Her mother had died shortly after her birth, and she had no friends due to her being taught here at home because her father had been paranoid for her safety. She remembered the day Mandy had left for California six years ago. It was her earliest memory, watching her sister leave in that black limousine, thinking she would return soon once she was done with a small trip. But she hadn't returned...
Then her father had taken her to see Mandy for the first time... and she was in prison. Madison hadn't bothered to find out why... she hadn't cared. She'd liked the idea of seeing her long lost sister again. So she'd done like her father asked, and helped make Mandy tell them where Clover was. She remembered the three spies who'd watched her and saved her life. She didn't think they were bad people, but daddy would know best.
Maybe he'd been right about them all. Mandy had killed him... she'd come back for sending her away and killed him. Madison remembered what she'd told him in the cell a week ago. She remembered how angry she was... and she'd seen them standing over his lifeless corpse. She'd seen his blood spilling over the desk... she'd seen his eyes staring at nothing...
She buried her head in her knees, cradled in a fetal position on her bed, stopping the memories from invading her mind. Her shoulders quaked with the force of her sobs, echoing through the dark silent room. Now that her father was dead, everyone was too busy putting the new President in place to take care of her. She was like one of the many shadows that spread throughout her bedroom in the middle of the night. Unnoticed and uncared for.
She sniffled and looked up when the door to her bedroom opened with a soft creak. She could see two shadows standing silhouetted against the light. They entered slowly, walking up to the bed and leaning down until they were face to face. Finally she recognized one of the faces, now that she could see it more clearly.
"Hey Madison..." Sam said softly, sitting down beside her. "I came as soon as I heard what happened... I thought you could use some help." Her hand slid over Madison's shoulder, squeezing it gently. Madison sniffed and threw herself against Sam, burying her face in her chest to hide her sobs. Sam stroked her back comfortingly, holding her close.
"She killed him..." Madison croaked into Sam's chest, her voice muffled by the fabric of her green jumpsuit. "She killed him!"
"Sssshhhhh... I know... they told me what happened." Sam replied, kissing the top of Madison's head like a mother comforting her child. "It's okay Madison... let it out..." Madison clung to her, letting her arms draw her away from the vision of her father lying over the table in a pool of his own blood.
"What should we do with her Sam?" Another voice asked from the shadows of the bedroom. "Does she have any other family we could leave her with?"
"No... she doesn't." Sam replied. Madison wondered how she knew that... but didn't really care. She was a spy after all, knowing was her business.
"So what do we do?" The other girl asked.
"I guess we could leave her with my mom." Sam replied.
"And then? They should still be in the state, and we know it was them because of the spent Tornado in a Can." The second voice asked. "The only question is, how do we find them in a city this big?" Sam remained silent for a few moments.
"We track them down. The Tornado in a Can means Alex is hauling her gadgets with her wherever they go. With any luck, she forgot about the Lip Stalk even though she already smashed her compowder." Sam replied. Madison listened to the exchange silently, leaning against Sam with her arms around her torso. They were trying to find Mandy and her friends, Madison was sure of it.
"And when we find them?" The second voice asked softly. Once again, Sam fell silent, and Madison could feel her arms tremble slightly against her back. The spy's grip tightened around her before she spoke.
"We'll do anything we have to do to bring them to justice... one way or another." Sam said simply. Everyone fell silent, telling Madison just what they were talking about. They were going to kill Mandy and all her friends if they wouldn't come quietly.
"I want to come too..." Madison mumbled into Sam's chest. Sam pushed her shoulders away, staring down into her small purple orbs.
"What?" Sam asked incredulously.
"I want to come too." Madison stated more clearly. She knew her eyes were still red, and her cheeks were still moist from previously shed tears, but her face was a mask of dark determination. "I want to see Mandy again... I want to talk to her again."
"Now sweety, you should just relax." The other girl crawled close to her, now revealed to be an Asian girl with light blue hair wearing a blue jumpsuit identical to the one Sam was wearing. "You're going through a tough time, you need to take it easy."
"Yeah, you should stay with my mom for a while, I'm sure she'd love having a new little girl to keep safe." Sam agreed. Madison glared up at her, unblinking and unfeeling.
"I want to see Mandy..." She repeated coolly. Sam stared at her worriedly, gulping and running one hand through her light purple hair.
"Okay, Madison..." Sam said softly. The blue-suited spy looked at her in surprise, but Sam simply stared into the little girl's eyes with a steady gaze. "We'll bring you with us for a little while... but you have to do what I tell you to do, okay?"
"Okay." Madison nodded, leaning against Sam again and burying her face against Sam's chest. She wanted to see Mandy again... she wanted to hear her explanation for what she'd done. She couldn't let herself hate Mandy... she was the only family she had left. However much she WANTED to hate her... probably should hate her... she couldn't. She had to see her again, to ask why...
TO BE CONTINUED