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Summary: The Bladebreakers stick their noses into the business of an assassin, and end up touching on a subject they shouldn't go near…
Char-min-lotte by Sturmwind 0024
Chapter 1: Introducing the Gang
The girls stood in a line. 500 perfect girls, each with identical waist length black hair and blood red eyes. They stood to attention as their master passed among them. Only one was different. She had charcoal grey hair and purple-crimson eyes, and she was a little smaller then the 5'6 all the other girls stood at. But no one noticed her differences.
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"You're late." The man spoke into his walkie-talkie watch. The message was automatically transmitted to the earpiece of a girl who entered the mansion's grounds at that moment. Wisps of her light brown hair danced in front of her chocolate brown eyes as she dashed up the long drive way. "Sorry." She replied as she reached the front door. The butler opened the door and let her in. She took off her coat to reveal a white tank top, worn over a black long sleeve shirt and black tracksuit trousers that flared out at the bottom with a double silver line down each side.
The girl entered the room the man was standing in. One of its walls was glass, and it overlooked another room, which appeared to be some kind of gym. The other walls had computers lining them, except the wall with the door: It supported a large white-board.
"Hi." The girl said to the man, who turned out to be about 18 with black hair and bottle green eyes, wearing a black leather jacket over a forest green turtle neck shirt and black jeans. He returned the greeting with a wave of his hand and turned to one the computers. "Look at this please Charlotte and Annika." He said, indicating the screen, which showed the picture of a familiar boy, around 15 years old. "This is your next target, Annika, Charlotte.
Now he turned to face the girl. "Why have you been avoiding me, sister?" He asked. The girl spoke, "I am compelled to tell you something terrible, which I have hidden from you since we met, a year ago. I'm not your long lost sister; I'm not even related to you. I'm so sorry-" "Daren." A voice cut in, "You said you'd come now." "Yes, yes." Daren replied, "I'm sorry sister, but I've got to go. Good bye." He left the room. The girl ran from the room. Now she wished, that she was not so emotionless, so that she could cry.
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The Bladebreakers stepped off the plane and walked through the airport in Berlin. "What do all these signs say?" Asked Tyson. "They direct you to the bus stops and parking lots." Said Max. "I didn't know you spoke German Max." Said Rei. "I lived here in Berlin for a year." Replied Max.
An hour later, the boys arrived at their hotel. They paid the taxi driver, and went into the hotel. After retrieving their room keys, they elected to relax in their rooms that afternoon, and go sight-seeing the next morning.
"Holidays at last." Tyson sighed as he collapsed on the sofa in their suite. "Not to fast Tyson." Kenny warned, "Remember, we're here because of that strange invitation we received." "Yeah Tyson, don't you remember? The one from that Daren person. A ferry will meet you at the Shubystrand Pier, Baltic Sea-side coast Germany, at 8.00 am on Saturday November 9. Be there, from Daren." Rei stated. "Yeah, yeah I remember." Tyson groaned.
TBC
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