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Chapter 12: Ancestral woes...

Day 43- StarrWare

The perfection to which I executed my master plan, means that I am quite happy with myself. In fact, I am delighted with the result. It's not very often that I can safely say that I am pleased with the way I handled the problem. However, this time is one of a kind- successful and without any notable hiccups on my part.

"What are you so happy about?"

I spin around in my chair, sheepishly biting a pen. Of course, I am still an employee at StarrWare and I should behave appropriately. So, when the CEO appears and comments on your laziness, it tends to be because you are about to be severely reprimanded.

"Nothing... just that the weather is bright and colourful." was my hastily put together response, earning me a disbelieving smirk.

"Okay, so nothing to do with the resignation speech that has been scheduled for today. I hear the press will be all over it, like bloodhounds." she says. Her general posture radiates humour and amusement, emphasised by the wide smirk painted onto her face. "Get back to work, employee." she winks, and struts off.

Breathing in a breath of relief, my eyes once again shift to my 'new' desk. By that, I mean placed directly in front of Mrs Starr's office, making me appear to be more of an assistant than head of security. No doubt she wants to keep me on a literally short-leash, judging by the movement. At least I get a front row seat, in the case she gets attacked, I morbidly encourage.

Proceeding to flick through the TV screen to my overhead left, I seek out any form of entertainment. Ranging from Keeping up with the Kryptonians and The Real Houswives of Gotham, anything would sate my boredom. Although, the only thing that catches my eye is the Delta City news, showcasing my latest adventures in earnest fashion. A robbery halted here, a murder prevented there. Damn, I get all the best crimes.

And, it's about to broadcast my recent triumph. The wonders of publicity.

"Do you mind if I... look at the TV every once in a while? Just to you know... get my daily intake of vital pieces of information, which could seriously affect the security of the company in the future?" I ask Karen.

"As long as no screaming, verbal abuse, or cheering occurs, then fine; those are against company rules, which I made." she accepts.

"Hell yeah." I mutter and glue my eyes to large screen, flicking around to spectate the surroundings of the broadcast. On top of a platform is a raised desk- commonly used for speeches- and below is an enclosed area, presumably for the potentially massive amount of press. The platform is out in the open, directly in the centre of the local shopping plaza.

The camera view quickly switches to the news anchors, who appear visibly excited. "Welcome to Delta City news, and I hope everyone is having a fine day." the male anchor introduces. "In a moment we will bring you over to our reporter on the scene of the expected, and sudden resignation of the police commissioner. What are your thoughts, Lisa?" he cordially asks his co-anchor.

"Well, it certainly is an abrupt turn of events, that's for sure. However, we can say that maybe the rumours that are going around, are simply that- rumours." she says.

"There is a chance of this being a simple speech, but that won't stop our tenacious reporter. Now, to you." the male beams at the camera. It then transforms into the view of the local reporter, who is positioned with her back to the podium.

"Thanks, guys. We are here at the press conference and I can tell you that the atmosphere is electric. Everyone is ready to get their questions in, and are willing to get some photos of Commissioner Felix. One things is certain: the security is tight- there are guards everywhere, armed and watching." the reporter informs with a wide smile. Then, she puts her fingers to her right ear. "We just got in that the commissioner is coming out, right now." her speech was eventually drowned out by the frenzy of reporters, each bellowing out their questions.

Unexpectedly, the man of the hour seems to be relatively calm under the spotlight. He marches along the platform until he reaches the raised desk and places his hands at either side.

"Many of you are here today, wondering if I am about to announce something. To those of you that are... I want to say that you are right, I am announcing something during this speech. Although, I want you to listen closely throughout." he starts. Silence chokes the crowd, whose voices are reduced to low whispers. That's right, hush, I snort at the sight.

"People- all the way through my life- have told me about what's right and wrong. Some were from my parents, teachers, and friends. The others came from my instincts and heart. It's obvious that my heart didn't agree with my friends from time-to-time. So, I have made the choice to follow my heart, instead of following the whims of others. That is why I want to divulge the names of all those who are co-"

His speech was interrupted by a loud crash, accompanied by a huge man landing on the platform, almost breaking right through it. Oh dear, this isn't good.I dart up from my chair, but am met by Mrs Starr's gaze. Sitting back down gingerly, I focus on the TV again.

"Who are you?" the commissioner boldly asks, being met by a hearty chuckle from the mountain of a human.

"I am warrior." the intruder answers in a thick Scandinavian accent. "You are nothing." he chuckles and swiftly tilts his head back, pointing it up to the sky. Then, he chants in a language I have never heard of before "Valdyr,Valdyr,Valdyr." he chants at the sky in a sinisterly deep tone. A weird sensation tingles my spine. The type that occurs in humans when they witness the unknown. A faint shape seeps into his mouth, taking the form of a wolf.

Before I could comprehend, the man leaps onto the commissioner and begins to savagely bite him. The crowd screams and the camera shakes, conveying that they are fleeing.

All feeling of warmth drains from my body. This was my fault. He was there, because of me, and no-one else. For once, my body refuses to accept the calling of battle. My legs go limp and my mind doesn't process my movements. There is no way he could've survived such an attack. The man, he just went... beserk. That final adjective sticks into my head.

"Beserk." I whisper, allowing my head to lean on the table.

Bringing it back up, I glance around to see that Karen is missing from her office. That should be technically impossible, as she must have exited from the front and I would have heard that.

"This day keeps on getting worse."

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I am sorry for the shorter chapter, but this is all I needed to get in here.

Peace out.