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| 08 Nov 2014 04:48 PM |
You wake, your sight blurry.
"So, you're awake. It's about time. Actually, it's later than we could have hoped for."
Your vision clears. The crosses are broken, as is the window. The wind blows leaves at you. You look at the direction of the voice. The bearded man is there, enjoying a smoke. However, instead of a robe, he's in a black suit, with a red tie with white stripes going diagonal.
You also realize you have no control being forced on you. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 05:31 PM |
Rayhan shakes his head, slightly dazed. He rises from where he was resting, recuperating before daring to speak.
"Alright. Where am I exactly?" he states, looking at the man in the suit. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 05:34 PM |
| "In a manor on the outskirts of L.A.. I told you about this city, remember?" he said, reclining back into his chair. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 05:40 PM |
Rayhan nods, not exactly knowing what to say next.
"So what now?" |
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| 08 Nov 2014 05:41 PM |
| "That's the question. Stand please, we haven't been formally introduced. Your name?" |
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| 08 Nov 2014 05:49 PM |
| "Rayhan," he says, outstretching his massive hand. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 05:56 PM |
| "Agent Earnest James, of the C.I.A. division Black Smile. Although, we like to call it the Scarlet Heart. It's a little joke from our early years," he says, as he gets up to take the hand and shake. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 05:58 PM |
Rayhan nods and shakes the mans hands for a few seconds before releasing his firm grip.
"I guess I'll be receiving orders from you," Rayhan stated, waiting for a reply. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:08 PM |
| "You'll be receiving orders from no one. I've dealt with silvers before, and so I figure it's best to not control you and instead tell you the situation. But, I must ask a favor before I tell you the problem." |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:11 PM |
| "Favors are to be repaid in the future. Let me hear it," Rayhan reminded the man before addressing the statement head-on. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:18 PM |
"My wife and grandchild are at my house right now. I've been getting them ready to move out of the city when you wake up. The City of Angels has perhaps the worst darkness we've ever faced, and it's no longer anywhere near as safe," he tosses you a silver pistol with a leather hilt and trigger. You sense that the bullets in the loaded magazine have a silver coating, meaning that they'll deal even more damage against demons.
"Can you escort me to my house?" |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:20 PM |
| "So long as you remember the favor. I may need your help later," Rayhan replies to the man, stowing the pistol inside his jacket. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:27 PM |
| "Oh believe me, the C.I.A. will offer you all resources possible. Except for men, we like to be alive, you see." |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:30 PM |
| "Let's go," Rayhan states, deciding to cut the chatter and get this job over with. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:41 PM |
"Impressive. Straight to the job. See, I know I didn't need to force control."
As you wander down the hall, you see the roof cracked, the lights sparking.
And alcoves all along the hall, each with another broken circle of silver crosses. It was like a massive prison. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:42 PM |
| Rayhan's eyes wander, but his mind stays on the task at hand; making it out alive with this CIA agent. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:49 PM |
"Such a mess. You know, this facility used to be our pride and joy, but now it's all rubble. I suppose we shall have to wait for your job to be done so we can rebuild."
You enter an entrance room, which has even more alcoves, and a large set of doors. One seems to be loosely hanging. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 06:57 PM |
| "That's a shame," Rayhan comments, feeling it was necessary as he trailed the agent through the disaster of a facility. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 07:20 PM |
He opens the door. You look around. The manor was built on a cliff overlooking the city. You see the observatory where you were imprisoned was terraced on the side of the cliff. As you look you see a rather inconspicuous lime green car. Agent James brings out the key in his pocket, and unlocks the door.
"Demons don't have driver's licenses, do they? Get in the shotgun. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 07:23 PM |
| Rayhan hops in the front seat of the car, his physique cramped in small space. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 07:28 PM |
| "So, Rayhan, banish many demons?" Earnest asked. You see the bright colors of the city flying past you. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 07:34 PM |
| "I've had my fair share," Rayhan answers, looking onward at the lights and glowing, flamboyant signs. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 07:40 PM |
| "Good to know. Still, I don't know if you're prepared for what's going on in this city." |
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| 08 Nov 2014 07:46 PM |
| "I have confidence in myself," Rayhan replies evenly, still looking out the side of the window. |
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| 08 Nov 2014 07:50 PM |
The car stops, you see a lot more ahead.
"I hope you are. Conceal that pistol. No need to work civilians into a panic. Follow me."
He gets out, and you see two streetlights in the distance. They were twisted into a roadblock.
"Looks like I found a demon for your little test," Agent James smiles. "I was running out of distance between the manor and my house." |
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