Secrets of the Starnik
Chapter 7: A Second Coming
Five days to go, and Myka couldn't wait. So her attempt at scaring Aria to leave failed epically. Dropping her off a one hundred foot cliff with her jumping too, she thought it had worked by the amount of screaming and screeching she was doing during the five seconds it took to get down. Clear not, because at the bottom she was laughing uncontrollably and wanting to do it again. So, for a rich English girl, she was an adrenaline junkie it seems. So she tried other things, seeing as throwing her off a cliff wasn't enough for her. Forcing a herd of caribou to charge at her, stopping them and forcing them to divert right before they ran over her. It still didn't work, to her it was a game of chicken, how close could they get before she got out the way. She didn't move and Myka had to divert them away. Aria was a tough girl to break. So using her telekinetic gift, she lifted a huge elk they came across and dangled it over her half sister's head as she laid down. It's kicking and screeching mere millimetres from her face, she didn't break. Myka was running out of ideas, no matter what se thought would scare her into thinking Myka would really hurt her, it didn't work, Aria only found it fun and made her like her sister all the more if she was this much fun to be around.
Myka just didn't get it, how could she not understand the message she was trying to send? She had to leave and never come back. She couldn't have her father; she didn't belong in the Starnik bloodline and life. She had to go back to England and never come back. Upon returning back to the den, Aria was still laughing over the power her sister had and how she used it for fun if she wanted. Myka was exhausted, her powers had drained her energy and she was ready to crash out at home. Aria may have won the battle, but she hadn't won the war. Her mother and father actually thought she was trying to make up for her actions the day before by Aria's glee and excited facial expressions, it sounded like they had fun, so Myka went along with it. But she was happy when they returned, the look on her father's face when he approached her, he was happy with her again. Perfect, she was getting his attention more now. She was starting to draw him away from her. She went home and slept the rest of the day off, she was far too exhausted to do anything more. At least she was in her father's good books again.
Meanwhile, Dakota was still curious and suspicious, and two days after he, Scott and Rosie bombarded into that apartment filled with Ditori members, he was back. He had lied to his mate about his whereabouts, Chance was under the impression he was visiting his mother and Scott so she allowed it. But like I said, he lied, and now he was back. He reappeared in a flash of green light at the top of the stairs of the home. Careful not to tread on the body that still laid there, he stepped around it and walked back into that small bedroom. The flies had began to arrive to feast and lay their eggs in the corpses, the smell of death was as clear as day here. There he pulled back the wardrobe door and looked up to the writings, the map, the notes, a plan they were trying to build together. His strong instincts had told him ever since he last came here that the Ditori were up to something. It kept him up at night, it made his gut tingle and turn each time he thought about it during the day. He had to solve this; he had to know if they were planning something.
By the looks of the wardrobe door and the table surface that was hidden under the bed, it was clear that they were trying to do something. He dragged the table top closer to the wardrobe so it would be easier to see both. Two things cropped up more then anything else. This "Serum 138" and the name "Charlie Norton", these two things were something serious and they were going to use. But this Charlie person, was this a new commander maybe? A new leader of the Ditori? It must be, after all, they won't be able to function without a leader. That has to be it!
But this Serum 138, what was it? It couldn't possibly be more of the fluid that acts as a poison to anyone but the Starnik, when to any with Starnik blood it acts as a power stripping liquid. One drop, but then again, there wasn't another drop left on earth. The rest of it was destroyed, and used in the weapon once wielded by the Englishman leader known by many as Sam. There wasn't anymore, so what was this new serum they spoke of? The map, it marked an area in South Dakota. What was so special about this place? He'd have to investigate further, but not on his own. This could be major; he couldn't go on his own. Maybe there would be something else in one of the other rooms. After taking a mental picture of everything in this room, he walked back out and started searching the others. Rummaging through draws, cabinets and more wardrobes, but not finding anything else, that one room hand everything they were planning. But what were they planning?
Suddenly, the door downstairs opened and slammed, quickly it was followed by many footsteps and voices. He flinched, who could it be? Curiosity got the better of him and instead of jumping out of there he walked back and to the top of the stairs. He lay on the floor and crept as far down the stairs as he dared, stopping about a quarter of the way down before the humans came in sight. Three humans, two men and a woman, walking around the living room opposite the stairs and checking the dead. They seemed unarmed, but their intentions were clear. They weren't normal people, that much was certain. One man stood up from one of the bodies and turned towards the front door. "Sir, all dead." Quickly, a fourth man walked into the room. This man was well built; he had to be the most muscular human Dakota had ever seen. He wore a black T-shirt, black cargo trousers, pretty much a military get up, he even had a pistol of some kind strapped to his thigh. His hands fisted, he looked to be a very strong, serious man.
"Was this the Starnik?" The woman then walked towards the corpse, knelt beside it and placed her hand upon it. Her eyes scanned it, but she didn't do anything, it was like she was waiting for something. After a moment, she stood back up while nodding.
"Yes sir, this happened right after we lost communication with them." She had to be a supernatural of some kind; anyone could have done this so why did they assume it was he and his parents? Right there and then, seeing this human, he knew straight away that he had to get out of here.
"Search the place." He ordered. "Retrieve the plans and dispose of the bodies." With orders received, the four humans started searching; the mess Dakota left upstairs would only alert them to his presence. He carefully and quietly walked back upstairs, back into that room with the plans inside. He had to put everything back. He shut the wardrobe door, he placed his paw on the table top and then quickly point to the bed, and in a flash of light it appeared back under the mattress. It was right after that he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Still, he couldn't jump now; they'd see the light it makes. Thinking quickly, he looked up at the landing ceiling, seeing the attic door open and a space to land. He dashed after that behind the door, and with the image of the attic still in his mind, he jumped, the wall and the door concealing the light jumping annoyingly made. He couldn't see the floor though, only the space, so he fell and landed heavily on a clutter of things stuff in this place. It made a loud noise, so his cover was blown.
"What was that?" A man's voice asked.
"Search in there, I'll go up there." That woman's voice responded. A flashlight turned on and the ladder was pulled down to get up to the attic. Thinking quickly again, he ran quickly add quietly alone the narrow path along the attic and darted behind a large luggage case just as the flashlight shone in and towards him. He peaked through a small gap at the woman as she stalked slowly towards the back where he was, taking each steps carefully and gently. He was in trouble, she see him if he didn't do something. "Anything yet?" Their leader's voice called out.
"Nothing sir." She called back, turning her eyes from a split second and giving him an opportunity. He jumped and appeared behind her, but carefully balancing himself on the beams that held the attic together. This was perfect, he could kill her right here and now, she wouldn't feel and thing and nobody would notice until later and he was long gone. He crept stealthily across the beams, just above her head. He licked his lips, readying to taste the human's blood which he didn't mind; he's had his fair share of it and has become accustomed to the taste. She stopped, looking around the case he was just behind, her head down and the back of her neck exposed. He opened his jaws and readying to drop down onto her. But suddenly, his instincts began to tingle again, his body radiating in something similar to a minor pins and needles. It put him off, his I instincts stopped him from doing it. There was something else to the girl then just the possibility she was a supernatural, and whatever it was it made him miss his moment.
He mentally cursed himself for missing the opportunity, but why did his intuition kick off the way it did? What was her role in all this? It was then that the leader climbed into the attic space with them and he slithered back into the corner of the attic, his dark fur hiding him in the shadows, not so much for his white underside, so he had his side turned to them to hide himself better. "There's nothing up here sir, I guess it just fell on its own." She informed him as she walked back to him.
"I'll look myself, nothing happens without something starting it." He responded while taking his pistol in hand and his flashlight in the other. She walked passed him and back to the hole in the floor to get back out, but stopped and watching him do his own search. Dakota watched him carefully as he shined his light around to find the source and the woman just stood there with hers, looking around when suddenly, her light passed over him. She brought it back, certain she saw something there, and she did. They both locked gaze, looking at one another, both aware he had been seen. That only lasted for a moment, and to Dakota's surprise, she moved her light away and looked away. He breathed in relief, ok…so maybe she didn't see him. But the man was about to; he was lifting his light up to look at him. He had to think fast, he looked to the spot beside him and while covering his eyes, they flashed as he conjured a rat which faded into the attic by his foot. It ran over it and towards the girl. The light was lowered and they watched the rat run and jump back into the clutter.
"A rat? Really boss, you got your gun out for a rat?" She smirked.
"If you're sure the Starnik did this, then you can never be too careful." He answered while sheathing his weapon and walking back towards her.
"So what now?" She asked as he walked passed her and started climbing back down the ladder.
"We'll return to HQ, we'll bury the dead, inform any family and carry on with the plan."
"Not long to go sir, we're nearly done."
"Indeed, now let's move out." She sat on the edge and started climbing down, but just before her head moved passed the edge, she looked back up to Dakota. Ok, now he was certain she had seen him. She didn't say or do anything, she only dropped the rest of the way down and walked away and out. He didn't understand, who was she, why didn't she tell anyone? He was certain she saw him, she must have. Even a bat could have seen him, and bats are blind! Who was she, what did she have to do with the Ditori?
I don't know why, but i love adding a mystery girl into my stories, and this is only as of today! I konw this chapter is short, but i couldn't think of much to add into it. Who is she, what role does she have to play for the Ditori, does she have a power? Read on and review to find out. Until next time. :D
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