Chapter 11
It's been quite for about a week, which in my opinion is nice. Been recovering from my fall and getting to know Kayla a bit better. There are a few things that bother me though. First and foremost, Chan. He doesn't seem to be legit, my guess is he's a triad boss, oh well, guess my life wasn't meant to be easy. Then second is my cross, it's got Cemmerii written under it, I don't know what that means, and I don't really want to find out. Third is my tattoo, same thing, Cemmerii.
"Hey what are you thinking about?" Kayla said from my doorway.
"Hun?" I was startled out of my thoughts. "Oh, hi. Nothing much just wondering about my past."
"I think you should let your past go, you're here now. You should just live in the here and now." Kayla sat beside me on my bed.
"I don't know...maybe I should. But some part of me remembers something, I know it, I just have to find it."
"Why do you want to know about your past?" Kayla asked.
"Why not?"
"Well I think that if you knew, it would change everything." Kayla looked sad now, something in her eyes...
"You know something don't you?"
"What if I do?"
"Will you tell me?"
Kayla just shook her head.
"Why not?"
"Because it will change everything, it will change me and you."
"Change can be good." I was starting to wonder about what she knew.
"Not this time."
"Why can't you just tell me?" Kayla started crying, which made me feel bad, but this was important.
"Because if you knew..." Kayla sobbed.
"If I knew...?"
"If you knew...you'd hate me. Then you'd leave."
"That's not true..." I put my arms around her, didn't know she liked me so much till now. This seems familiar, having a girl in my arms, why does it feel so familiar, is this part of my past? It can't be Kayla who's part of my past...who then?
"It is, you'd leave."
I kissed her forehead, then she looked up at me, her bright eyes shinning with her tears, one ran down her right cheek, I wiped it off for her with the tip of my finger. Her skin was smooth and soft, a little wet from crying. I kissed her again, this time on the mouth, she collapsed under me and we fell down into the bed.
"Where are you going?"
"To find some answers."
"When will you be back?"
"..."
"When will you be back? Tell me."
"Soon."
"You're leaving aren't you?"
"..."
"Kyle..."
"..."
"I love you"
I stood outside Christy's bedroom, I could understand how she felt about Danny, but she's been in there for about a week now, I don't think she has eaten anything except for the food that Julie brings up to her, and sometimes Christy just throws it back out again. It was quiet inside, she was probably sleeping, it's only four in the morning.
I stood straight again, I had been leaning on the wall beside her door. It's almost starting to be a habit for me to get up in the middle of the night and get a drink downstairs. Too much pressure I guess. I didn't choose to be in this situation where I must play chess with the lives of my friends and loved ones, but I must. Because it's the right thing to do...no, I'm not that kind of person, I don't care about righteousness. I do this because...because no one else will.
I was halfway through my third glass of wine when I heard a sound on the stairs, I set my glass down and waited for my guest to appear.
"Hi there, finally came out of your room eh?"
Christy was surprised by my presence down here. Her eyes were a bit puffy, probably from recent crying, but she still looked good. A bit pale but pretty much like her usual self. "I just came down to get something to drink. Got any water around?"
"No, but how bout some wine, it'll get the blood flowing, you look pale." I offered her he bottle and she got another glass from the cabinet.
"Thanks..." She drank two glasses before speaking again. "How are we going to get Danny back?"
"We wait."
"For what?"
"I don't know, but something will happen."
"How do you know that?"
"I don't know, I just do. Called it a hunch."
"I'm not going to put Danny's life on a hunch." Christy put the glass down and sat down opposite of me.
"It's the best we can do."
"So all I can do is sit here and wait? But I can't do that, because..."
"Because what?"
"I love him."
"Well, he's my brother, you think I don't care about him?" I set my glass down too and leaned back into the sofa.
"No, I didn't say that. It's just that I can't do nothing when I know his life is in danger."
"Look, I have to make really tough decisions these days, and I have decided that I'm not willing to risk your life or Julie's to get Danny back, the best I can do is risk my own. And I am, I making preparations to get him out ok?"
"Let me come along. Even if you say no, I will come."
"Stubborn like always."
"Not stubborn, I just want to see him again."
I jumped out the window and fell again, the fall was familiar but this time it was controlled. I landed softly and crouched. I had taken some basic equipment along, including a small headset. The headset was fitted with a small screen which can be placed in front of my right eye. The screen was able to be used as night vision, an electronic binocular or infra red.
I switched on the infra red and looked around the yard. There were lasers like I thought there would be, I maneuvered around them until I got to the back gate. Then carefully I hopped over. Before landing I checked the ground on the other side for any motion sensors or weight sensors. I found none and hopped off the gate.
The time has come to find out about my past. I found an address in one of my clothes and I intend to go there. I checked the address again and tucked the slip of paper into my pocket. Tonight was a moonless night, everything was black. I switched on the night vision and moved towards my target.
I was at the guardhouse where the cars come and go when I felt something wrong. I carefully edged past the guard house but someone grabbed my shoulder.
"Where do you think you're going?" It was Chan, shit.
"To find out about my past, I found an address, and I intend to go there." I shrugged his hand off my shoulder and faced him.
"Well then, take this." He handed me a sniper rifle. Custom made. "You'll be needing this."
"Why?"
"Because it is now your duty to kill this person, a target now." He handed me a folder, inside were 2 photos with 2 sheets of paper. I quickly scanned them.
The information there was too much to take at once. One of the pictures was of me, and the other someone who looked a bit like me, just older. There was some information on me and my target.
"I was looking through the FBI's Dossiers and this came up. It's you." Chan handed me one bullet. "And the other is your target. One shot, one kill. Keep it clean."
"Fallen Saint?" I'm a saint now eh?
It's been quite for about a week, which in my opinion is nice. Been recovering from my fall and getting to know Kayla a bit better. There are a few things that bother me though. First and foremost, Chan. He doesn't seem to be legit, my guess is he's a triad boss, oh well, guess my life wasn't meant to be easy. Then second is my cross, it's got Cemmerii written under it, I don't know what that means, and I don't really want to find out. Third is my tattoo, same thing, Cemmerii.
"Hey what are you thinking about?" Kayla said from my doorway.
"Hun?" I was startled out of my thoughts. "Oh, hi. Nothing much just wondering about my past."
"I think you should let your past go, you're here now. You should just live in the here and now." Kayla sat beside me on my bed.
"I don't know...maybe I should. But some part of me remembers something, I know it, I just have to find it."
"Why do you want to know about your past?" Kayla asked.
"Why not?"
"Well I think that if you knew, it would change everything." Kayla looked sad now, something in her eyes...
"You know something don't you?"
"What if I do?"
"Will you tell me?"
Kayla just shook her head.
"Why not?"
"Because it will change everything, it will change me and you."
"Change can be good." I was starting to wonder about what she knew.
"Not this time."
"Why can't you just tell me?" Kayla started crying, which made me feel bad, but this was important.
"Because if you knew..." Kayla sobbed.
"If I knew...?"
"If you knew...you'd hate me. Then you'd leave."
"That's not true..." I put my arms around her, didn't know she liked me so much till now. This seems familiar, having a girl in my arms, why does it feel so familiar, is this part of my past? It can't be Kayla who's part of my past...who then?
"It is, you'd leave."
I kissed her forehead, then she looked up at me, her bright eyes shinning with her tears, one ran down her right cheek, I wiped it off for her with the tip of my finger. Her skin was smooth and soft, a little wet from crying. I kissed her again, this time on the mouth, she collapsed under me and we fell down into the bed.
"Where are you going?"
"To find some answers."
"When will you be back?"
"..."
"When will you be back? Tell me."
"Soon."
"You're leaving aren't you?"
"..."
"Kyle..."
"..."
"I love you"
I stood outside Christy's bedroom, I could understand how she felt about Danny, but she's been in there for about a week now, I don't think she has eaten anything except for the food that Julie brings up to her, and sometimes Christy just throws it back out again. It was quiet inside, she was probably sleeping, it's only four in the morning.
I stood straight again, I had been leaning on the wall beside her door. It's almost starting to be a habit for me to get up in the middle of the night and get a drink downstairs. Too much pressure I guess. I didn't choose to be in this situation where I must play chess with the lives of my friends and loved ones, but I must. Because it's the right thing to do...no, I'm not that kind of person, I don't care about righteousness. I do this because...because no one else will.
I was halfway through my third glass of wine when I heard a sound on the stairs, I set my glass down and waited for my guest to appear.
"Hi there, finally came out of your room eh?"
Christy was surprised by my presence down here. Her eyes were a bit puffy, probably from recent crying, but she still looked good. A bit pale but pretty much like her usual self. "I just came down to get something to drink. Got any water around?"
"No, but how bout some wine, it'll get the blood flowing, you look pale." I offered her he bottle and she got another glass from the cabinet.
"Thanks..." She drank two glasses before speaking again. "How are we going to get Danny back?"
"We wait."
"For what?"
"I don't know, but something will happen."
"How do you know that?"
"I don't know, I just do. Called it a hunch."
"I'm not going to put Danny's life on a hunch." Christy put the glass down and sat down opposite of me.
"It's the best we can do."
"So all I can do is sit here and wait? But I can't do that, because..."
"Because what?"
"I love him."
"Well, he's my brother, you think I don't care about him?" I set my glass down too and leaned back into the sofa.
"No, I didn't say that. It's just that I can't do nothing when I know his life is in danger."
"Look, I have to make really tough decisions these days, and I have decided that I'm not willing to risk your life or Julie's to get Danny back, the best I can do is risk my own. And I am, I making preparations to get him out ok?"
"Let me come along. Even if you say no, I will come."
"Stubborn like always."
"Not stubborn, I just want to see him again."
I jumped out the window and fell again, the fall was familiar but this time it was controlled. I landed softly and crouched. I had taken some basic equipment along, including a small headset. The headset was fitted with a small screen which can be placed in front of my right eye. The screen was able to be used as night vision, an electronic binocular or infra red.
I switched on the infra red and looked around the yard. There were lasers like I thought there would be, I maneuvered around them until I got to the back gate. Then carefully I hopped over. Before landing I checked the ground on the other side for any motion sensors or weight sensors. I found none and hopped off the gate.
The time has come to find out about my past. I found an address in one of my clothes and I intend to go there. I checked the address again and tucked the slip of paper into my pocket. Tonight was a moonless night, everything was black. I switched on the night vision and moved towards my target.
I was at the guardhouse where the cars come and go when I felt something wrong. I carefully edged past the guard house but someone grabbed my shoulder.
"Where do you think you're going?" It was Chan, shit.
"To find out about my past, I found an address, and I intend to go there." I shrugged his hand off my shoulder and faced him.
"Well then, take this." He handed me a sniper rifle. Custom made. "You'll be needing this."
"Why?"
"Because it is now your duty to kill this person, a target now." He handed me a folder, inside were 2 photos with 2 sheets of paper. I quickly scanned them.
The information there was too much to take at once. One of the pictures was of me, and the other someone who looked a bit like me, just older. There was some information on me and my target.
"I was looking through the FBI's Dossiers and this came up. It's you." Chan handed me one bullet. "And the other is your target. One shot, one kill. Keep it clean."
"Fallen Saint?" I'm a saint now eh?