CH 10- Questions
Partridge's POV:
I had a bad feeling about this for it would only cause more trouble around if this was about to happen. Robin took it innocently but I could sense that she feared a lot though she did not want to show it. This was the order and she could not go against it. The time to time I would glance at her as we had neared a guard station. She would glance at me her eyes hiding what she was feeling though she was frightened to some point.
When we had arrived, the hell was already on loose. Robin kept to herself and tried to stay passive. We moved down the hallways by the guards and dead bodies and the captain of a team waited for us.
"It seems we had lost them this time, Clerics." But Robin did not fall for it, and stepped forward her eyes scanning the ground in front of her.
Glancing back at me, she broke into a run Preston ran after her as guard yelled after them.
"Let them do what they are intending to do." I told them.
"It is too dangerous." The guard protested.
"Not with having a Cleric around. They would not dare to attack her."
The Sweepers broke apart allowing Robin to pass and she stood there still as a stone.
"There," she said pointing at the hidden door in a wall.
The guards scattered taking the positions ready to shoot. Preston glanced at her and the two of them shared a look for a moment as captain of a team turned to me.
"What is she doing?" He dared to ask me.
"Tracking down the thoughts of hiding men."
"She can read the mind, how is it that possible?"
"Quiet!" Preston replied sharply and we stood there watching what Robin was actually doing.
Robin's expression had not changed. The look in her eyes became more and more distant and she was staring at one spot at the closed door before her. She heard the thoughts perfectly the fear was at the highest level and she knew that they were expecting the death and she would see that happen. The movement came to her side and she turned her head slightly meeting Preston's eyes and nodded slowly to him. It was a time for an action and she let him to carry on with the work.
"I am leaving the rest to you," she told him backing off so that Preston could come forward.
He nodded silently to her as I approached and she stood next to me and we had to do was to wait.
Robin's POV:
I did not want to do this at all. The Sweepers were looking oddly at me their faces cold and ready to cause the bloodshed. This was not the way I was trained to do. I did not kill nor I was fighter. My work was to teach and keep the peace around but not fight at all. It was not my call at all. I was not a killer nor I was trained to kill either and yet, DuPont was actually sending me her for what? To test my loyalty to the Father? Or was it for something else that I did not want to do at all. I do have a feeling that he did not trust me at all. For some reason I knew I should not have been here but it was already too late to leave.
Partridge shifted beside me and I was aware of him watching me and since I've came here there was no word that had passed between us, though I still heard his thoughts clearly.
"Don't do this." I've heard him say though he dared not to say a word.
I wanted to tell him that I was sorry but I could not for it was not the right decision and all I can do was to stand there watching as Preston unleashed the death.
Preston's POV:
What had happened after Robin refused to speak anything and she barely even look at me and once back to the city, she wanted to get out from a car and head straight for her apartment and not even look back at all. Something that had knew had snapped inside of her and she wanted to be left alone for some time.
Still, I wanted to know more about Robin that was known to me at all. I wanted to dig deeper into her past, which meant one thing that I've to find out myself. Who ever she was I had to find out more about her origin and the history at fast. When I had returned back to my desk and once the report was done I had nothing else to do but to search more about Robin. When I had typed her information in the database the access was denied. Why was that?
Partridge's POV:
Robin did not want to see either of us and I did not blame her at all. She refused even to have anything dealing with Clerics any longer. Assuming her duties as Acolyte she blocked anyone that was not a part of what she was doing. Preston has blamed me for having Robin to be this stubborn but I could not blame her for she was a part of my blood and what I've bee though through a distant relation. One thing for sure I knew that Robin had the three different bloodlines inside of her veins.
Her own mother has been descendant of both Arabic and Chinese bloodline, but as for her father he would remain the mystery. As matter of a fact, there was no information that this man might be like he had not even existed. One thing for sure was that she had his blue eyes for her mother was dark eyed and the same was for her hair too, nothing but pretty face that she had and her mother's smile.
"What do you know about Robin's life?" Preston asked me one day.
"Why do you ask me that? You should ask her instead." I knew it would come to this." What did you do this time to her?"
He gave me a blank look that revealed nothing at all, but I knew that he was hiding something.
"Preston, woman's heart is not a toy to play with and you cane only make it worse and not even seeing what are you doing that might be right or wrong thing to do. You hurt her once and do not expect that she would forgive you."
"I did nothing to her. She does not want to return any of my calls and keeps avoiding me for some reason. It seems it has to do something with the mission at Sector7."
"Robin is an Acolyte and she is not a fighter nor she does believe in a violence. Acolytes live by a code and they spend their lives in a meditation and peace. She is in a stage to clear herself for a horror that she had to see and since it was not of what she was raised by her believes."
"Why did the Father then allow this to happen? The Acolytes are the holly part of this society and they should remain that way, but I do have a feeling that someone had done this just to cause the reaction around. I had to find out what is it really going on." Preston stood up and left quickly.
Preston's POV:
The truth has to come forward and I had to find out what was really going on. If my memory serves me well the I know that Acolytes were never considering a fighting elite at all. There has to be a reason why Robin has been sent to witness the hell at the Sector7. I have to find out the reason behind the whole thing and I had to find out why was this done? DuPont has to know about this.
"I don't quite follow your logic, Cleric." DuPont's voice was firm as he spoke.
"With all do the respect, Sir I still do not understand why Acolyte has been sent to the Sector7 to view the bloodshed when it is after all against their code."
"Yes, but, Cleric, given the circumstances, the Father has decreed that Acolytes are a part of holly position of our great society and they should be treated with a respect, but it seems that something had to be done and sometimes, Acolyte is forced to do what is it necessary to keep the peace."
"Even to be sent away and be forced to watch the bloodshed. But it's counter to law and it has been told that they, the Acolytes should not be asked to perform a such task." Still I could not agree on this." But, you're a member of the Council if…"
"It is not a will of Council, it is will of Father and he is law." The words cut me short." You must understand, Preston, that while you and even I may not always agree with it, it is not the message that is it important, it is out obedience to it. Father's will. Call it faith. You have it, I assume."
"Yes I have it."
"Then you should not bother with this question any longer. If the Father wanted this to happen this had to be done and we can not do anything about it. Consider that it was for a greater good and for sure Acolytes understand that as the part of their spiritual lives. Acolytes and Clerics are the two different worlds that should not mix."
"I understand that, Sir."
"Good the there is it nothing more to say about this subject."
When the screen went blank I knew that it was far from over and now I had to find out was behind all of this before it is too late.
