Chapter 2:
Old Friends
The Opened wide as a tall woman appears behind it. She floats in hovering a few inches above the ground, supported there by her six angelic wings. Usually her presence would have been a beautiful sight, but the angel looked war torn, and tired.
One of her wings had a metal ring wrapped around it, to heal from a recent battle, she has a large scar over her left eye she currently blind in that eye by the looks of it. Her long white hair hung down to her knees, war bands and decorative memorabilia hung from it, she carries a large white staff with engravings all over it. She floats quietly into the room and bows slightly in front of the Furer.
"I see you finally rid yourself of your fox form, Madame Shinsei," Brad smirks as he sits at his desk. The angel looks displeased by this comment and pulls the collar of her dress, revealing a small thin metal band wrapped around her neck.
"Oh good I was wondering what effects our restraining collar would have on you… looks like it took your rebellious side right out didn't it?" the angel quickly turns red then embarrassed, the collar kick in and she looks shyly to the ground.
"So what is the occasion that requires to be graced by your presence, Hikari Shinsei?" he motions to another chair for her to sit in. She sits, her hair flows over the chair like water, for a moment she sat in silence. The wall clock ticks quietly to itself.
"As the ambassador of the kingdom of Skan…" she starts
", Former Kingdom of Skandraenon" Brad interjects. The angel looks flushed again, red with anger, the collar kicks again and she continues, her voice silky smooth, echoing in its own brilliance.
"…Former Kingdom of Skandraenon, I have traveled far to ask for the Furer's permission to release all the remaining prisoners of the grand war…" her gaze glances to the tapestries on the wall; she knew at least 10 of the men depicted on it. Brad scratches his chin in thought for a moment, then smiles slightly to his guest.
"How about you turn yourself in and serve 10 years in Maximum security at Pentill Penitentiary?" Brad pulls himself back off his desk straightening his spine and sitting straight in his chair. A look of nervousness crosses over Hikari's face for a moment, what was she worrying about at the end of the day Brad still was just a politician. She clears her throat and says in a strengthening tone,
"In exchange for what?" she tugs at the collar, which was the only thing holding her back from killing this man.
"We release every prisoner in all other prisons, except those in MS at Pentill, who will serve time for the next 10 years along with you, and…if they survive that long, they too will be released with you,"
The angel stood in anger, normally she would have impaled such ignorance on a pike, which she was about to do. All color suddenly drains from her face and she collapses onto the floor. Brad holds up a small remote from under his desk and smirks,
"Or I could simply knock you out, lock you away for the rest of your natural life, and not release any of the POGW," he smirks and again and moves around the desk to face her. He pushes lightly on the intercom button on the edge of his desk. "Miss Yasumi, please send in an escort for Madame Shinsei, she's not feeling well and has decided to extend her stay here in Quantar for a while longer,"
Moments later the doors burst open as two large guards walk in and drag the unconscious angel out of the room.
The young secretary sits quietly at her desk trying to mind her business as the guards reappear with Ambassador Hikari. As the guards pass, the good angel opens her good eye and nods lightly to Yasumi. Whether or not the girl actually saw this is hard to tell for she continues to work on her computer in silence. As the guards disappear around the corner with the angel, Yasumi silently pulls out a small handheld gun from under her desk and takes a deep breath; she closes her golden eyes and sighs. Only 45 minutes into the day and she knew it was going to be one were she could just kill someone.