Chapter 3

Sophie's POV

I saw Lok leave after being persecuted by several men of the Organization.

-When I said I knew how to take care of myself, I did not say it in jest.

Saying this I kicked one of the men in the shin causing him to release me to grab it, once my arm was free I made a judo key to the other man throwing it to his partner who had just kicked, both crashed against a wall and then fell to the ground. Once they were out of combat I spread my wings and flew in search of Lok.

Sophie's POV end

Lok's POV

I was in the Basilica of San Marcos, it occurred to me that the best hiding place was at first glance, so I mixed with the tourists long enough to enter and hide in the shadows produced by the golden columns that belong to the facade from the cathedral, from there I could see the men who had been in my bedroom, luckily for me, they were a little lost and they did not see me.

-I hope Sophie is well.

Lok's POV end

Sophie's POV

I landed on a rooftop and sat down, I had been trying to find Lok from the air for a while, but I did not succeed. It's amazing how a hybrid like Lok can camouflage so well among people.

-That drawing..., where will I have seen it?

I closed my eyes and saw fire everywhere, I was in the middle, although I was smaller, I would be about five years old.

-Mom, dad?

I cried as I walked away from the fire.

I opened my eyes a bit startled, not understanding very well what I had just seen.

-What was that? Whatever it is, I have to find Lok, and soon.

Sophie's POV end

Lok's POV

I was sitting on one of the balconies of the Basilica, my legs were hanging over the edge and I had my father's diary resting on his lap and I was reading it, despite having read it more than a hundred times since I found it, I still did not understand it.

-The ancient Amulet of Will rests with the Golem ... what does that mean?

I could not avoid citing that phrase aloud, I did not understand anything, however those people were after him, I suppose that although it does not mean anything to me, it will be for another person or others. I turned the page and saw sketches of different types of monsters.

-What are these things?

-What do you have, friend?

Said a strange voice pulling me out of my thoughts with a shock. Look everywhere looking for the origin of that voice.

-Who's there?

I felt a bit silly asking that, if I was an enemy I was not going to say it, for a few seconds I did not get an answer, so I thought I had imagined it.

- I'm just looking for someone to talk to.

The strange voice answered making me turn around on the railing and it tensed me.

-Those guys are after you, so I thought you were a friend.

Said the strange voice, at the mention of a friend my body relaxed and I turned around on the railing again.

-If you do not like those guys is all I need to know, you can go out, I could use a friend right now.

-I cannot, if I do, they'll be mad at me.

I could not avoid emitting a moan and lowering my ears at his response, although the person behind the voice sounded sad, it seemed that I really wanted to leave.

-Why do they persecute you? -It asked with curiosity the voice

-They want my father's diary ... And me- I could not help but be saddened by the last part.

-Why do they have an interest in you?

-For what I am, let's say I'm unique in my species -I said emitting a small silly giggle.

-Why, what are you special about?

-I am a hybrid between an angel and a demon.

Before my explanation there was no answer, I suppose that even to a strange voice, which probably was created by my mind, I should not like it.

- That is very fascinating - the voice exclaimed for my surprises.

-It has nothing fascinating, everyone wants to hunt me.

I whispered the last part, a little more for me, than for my new friend to hear it. I looked back at my father's diary and looked at the sketches of the creatures again, on one of the pages a name was written as a title.

- "Titans"?

-Do you not know what they are? - The voice asked a little surprised.

-I have an idea, they are a monstrous type of demon, they are kept in amulets and can only be called by the person they have chosen-I shook my head-but they are not supposed to exist.

- It is also assumed that you should not exist.

-Thanks for reminding me that I'm a biological error.

I said really annoyed, I know it should not exist, and although people who know me think so and tell me with their eyes, I do not like to be told aloud.

-Well, not all the mistakes are ... Beware!

He screamed when one of the beams blew a piece of wall right over my head, causing me to let out a little scream and crouch to avoid being hit by the fragments. Look down releasing a little "oh no" in the process, the men in suits had found me, one of them threw a white beam in my direction, I jumped off the railing and ran down the balcony, without thinking too much jump When I reached the end, for a few moments I flew a long distance, but not long enough so I extended my wings to plan, in doing so I managed to reach a roof, I turned around, the men were reaching me through the roofs.

I jumped again hoping to reach the next roof, but unfortunately calculate badly when planning and crashing against the facade of a house instead of landing on the roof. The impact left me a little embarrassed and hurt, before falling, I pushed a little but this time to the ground, I doubt I could reach the roof, land on a bridge near the Basilica.

-Brown, give me the book! - Shouted a woman with red and scaly skin, which blocked one end of the bridge.

I tried to flee by the other end, which to my surprise and misfortune, was blocked by another man also with scaly skin, but the green, look still side and the other without knowing what to do, the man jumped and landed next to me He hit me hard in the stomach with his fist making me arch in pain and let go of my father's diary, the newspaper flew into the water.

When I finished processing what had happened, I broke down.

-The newspaper of my father!

I screamed as I fought with the man to reach the newspaper, the man grabbed me and told me "to forget about him" and "to go with them", when he hissed I knew what kind of demon he was, was an animal-type demon, but unfortunately it was a snake, strong and dangerous.

His companion was gloating over my capture, letting rage take over me, my body was wrapped in blue rays, my whiskers and my tails emitted sparks. The man who was holding me cried out in pain when my electricity touched him, letting go and making me fall into the canal.

Lok`s POV end

Third person

The scaly-skinned woman peeked over the bridge looking for the boy who had just fallen into the canal, while his partner awkwardly got up trying to recover from the electric shock he had just received.

-He has disappeared, now what do we do? - The woman commented

- Let'ssss report to Defoe- answered the man hissing with his snake tongue.

In a secluded area on the opposite side of the city, a large group of agents were gathered; all in the same attire as the people chasing Lok, and in the middle of the group were two men in different clothes. The first was skinny and lanky, wore a suit consisting of black pants and a dark green jacket, accompanied by a reddish shirt, also wore circular glasses with yellow crystals. The second man was blond, with blue eyes, tall and stocky, his attire was a bit peculiar, he wore military clothes.

-Oh, the Venecia waterways, are not they impressive, Grier?- He said with an authoritative tone identified as leader. -And yet, my old enemy, Dante Vale, has settled here. Once we finish this mission, how about we pay a visit?

- Sir, yes sir, if those are your orders, consider it done.

Responded the second man, Grier, pleasing the wishes of his superior, before his answer, the skinny man smiled satisfactorily as he turned to his subordinate.

-Perfect, I think you will do pretty well in the Organization

He commented emphasizing the last word. Several agents arrived running, grabbing the attention of those present.

-Defoe, sir-I speaks one of the newcomers addressing the skinny man- The kid jumped into one of the channels.

- And?

The newcomer hesitated to answer that question, since the answer was not going to like his boss, he finally took courage and answered.

-We lost it.

The man was afraid to answer rightly, Defoe got angry and showed him violently, luckily, and he was also quick.

-How is it possible that the elite agents of the organization can not capture a brat?!

- We apologize sir, it will not happen again.

All the agents were frightened, all except Grier, who remained serious and expressionless.

-You're right, it will not happen again. I do not want more failures. He authorized them to use their titans.

The woman with reddish and scaly skin showed the concern that she and her companions had.

-But sir, and the witnesses?

-We'll take care of the cleaning later, now... find that child!

-Lord-The first spokesman returned to take his role-there is another thing. A girl was with him, showed resistance.

Defoe smiled and spoke as if it was obvious what they had to do.

-Really ?, Questioning, can be useful.

Grier made sure that all the agents complied with their superior's orders.

Third person end.