Killjoy
By: EmpathicReader
To Alison Botha, for being the strong soul she is.
A/N: ENJOY:)
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Shock invaded her body as her mind started to comprehend the information dished out on her. The letter dropped from her now trembling hands as she stared blankly into space. Happiness immediately overtook the original shock she felt as Cagalli smiled at the piece of wonderful information. With speed she never knew she had, she picked up the paper and was about to share the good news with everyone when her cell phone rang. Annoyed, she clawed at her pocket for the vibrating cell.
"What?" Cagalli asked rudely. Her hand twitched slightly when there was a chuckle from the other end of the phone. The person cleared his throat, "Are you Cagalli Yula Attha?"
Cagalli snorted, "Yes, I am sir. If you have nothing else to ask, I'll have to hang up on you."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Especially when your Aunt's life is dangling by a bare thread." Cagalli froze. "That's right. I'm sure you'll see her soon. At her funeral." Cagalli was rendered speechless for a moment, "Wait! Who… Where is she? And what have you done to her? What did you do to her you bastard? Tell me." A frosty laugh was heard and the dial tone was left.
Cagalli slumped against the wall behind her, the sound of her cell dropping on the floor sounded strangely louder than it should have been. Oh god. What did he do to Aunt Sachi? A sob threatened to bubble from her throat as Cagalli stared at her phone hopelessly. I… I need to rationalize. Cagalli reminded herself as she raked a hand through her blond locks. Cagalli lifted her phone and looked through the Call Register. Cagalli clenched her fist when she saw the private line the man was calling from. I could call up the…
Knock.
"What?" Cagalli asked, miffed that her trail of thoughts were disrupted. "Cagalli, there's a package for you. You'll need to go down to fetch it." Luna's voice sounded through the door. Strangely, excitement and fear gripped her being at the moment as she headed down to take her package. It could be sent by the unknown man.
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A gangly sandy haired teenager stood at the reception counter holding a wrapped package. His green eyes focused on as soon as she stepped down the last step. "Are ya Miss Attha?" Cagalli nodded and asked him who handed this to him. "It's a woman in a trench coat. Weird, it's like, in the middle of summer." Cagalli accepted the package and gave him a small tip. "Did you see how she looked like?" The teen thought for a bit before glancing at her, "She looked a lot like ya. Blond hair, only longer about till her mid back. But her eyes were a shade deeper. She's about 5ft' 8 and looked about 30 years old." Cagalli thanked him and asked him other questions about the mysterious sender of this package. Once the teen have taken off, Cagalli looked down disappointed at the package.
"Well, it's just you and me." Cagalli said as she stared intensely at the package. Hands trembling slightly, she opened the package. Cagalli snorted at the letter with a lip print and ripped it open.
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Dearest Cagalli,
It's been a while has it not? Fret not your aunt is safe… for now. At this time, she should still be blissfully unaware of her fate. I'll make her regret for ever taking everything that is mine.
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Cagalli felt her mind freeze as she stared at the letter. Somehow a chilling laugh rang in her head ominously. Cagalli shook her head slightly as she analyzed the letter in her head shakily. Regret for ever taking everything that is mine? Aunt Sachi certainly earned everything she had now. Cagalli knew better than to question her Aunt's success.
Cagalli scribbled 'co-owner' and drew a stickman. But Aunt Sachi has no co-owners. Cagalli scratched out the words and circled the stickman. Could this man be in disguise? Cagalli drew an arrow from the stickman and wrote down 'disguise?' and 'check'. Or was it two people working together to kill Aunt Sachi? Cagalli drew another arrow from the stickman and wrote 'cahoots'. At that very moment, Cagalli's cell vibrated. Annoyed, Cagalli threw down her pencil and looked at the screen. This action caused Cagalli to heave a sigh of relief and thank the gods she did not reject it instead.
"Aunt Sachi?"
"Hey sweetie! I've got some real good news to tell you! You know the Spa I'm going to?"
"Yeah?"
"Since the bookings are tight, I'll have to share a house with two other women. One of them is Josephine Chase! You know the famous actress? And the other is Olivia Cane, the supreme judge we often see in court hearings!"
"My god. Are you lucky or what? I'm a big fan of Madam Cane! She's the most impartial judge to ever live!"
"I know! I can make friends with them and have more 'connections' as they say in the business world. Besides in this world it's better to have more friends than enemies' right?"
"I agree."
"I've got to—
CRASH
Cagalli froze. She called out to her aunt desperately before a few screams rang out from her cell. Then, the dial tone sounded. Cagalli felt all her blood move away from her face. She keyed her Aunt's number and tried to call her.
"At the tone please leave a message. BEEP."
Cagalli shook slightly as she dialed her Aunt's number again fro three times. Then, her phone rang. Cagalli answered it frantically; hoping her Aunt would tell her all is well and that was just a stupid turbulence.
"Hello Cagalli--" Oh, bloody hell. "It's me Lara. Your mother." Somehow, the word 'mother' echoed ominously in her head. Cagalli snorted, "My mother's dead. I saw the news report on the train she was boarding to L.A. crash. There were no survivors, so tough luck sister!" A chuckle sounded from the other end of the phone.
"My dear. You can't possibly believe that I'll let myself die in a pathetic crash do you? God, you people can be so gullible sometimes." The mere sentence itself struck an icy dagger of fear through her heart. Cagalli gripped her phone tighter; she didn't care if her voice cracked a bit as she cried out, "You MONSTER!"
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A/N: Cagalli's mom is back!