A Leopard’s Discovery

Chapter 4

       “Awww, is the baby tired.” Taunted Tone as she looked down in Charles jade eyes blocking her view.

      “Well, I’m hungry.” Tone walked over to the end of the boxing ring and slipped through the red ropes. Fashioned in a dark blue sports bra and white basketball shorts, Tone stretched her long ripped arms over her head with that same blunt between her lips while walking over the cold grey concrete towards the kitchen down the hall from the gym. 

       The kitchen had glossy white marble countertops and matching glossy white cabinets. There was a big island made out of white marble in the middle of the floor with a shiny black sink and matching fixtures sitting in the island. Tone reached for the hidden refrigerator that blended in with the white cabinets to grab a bottle water and chugged it. Taking out some red meat and frozen vegetables from the freezer, which was next to the refrigerator, and put it in the sink to thaw out. 

     Tone looked out of the floor to ceiling windows that looked out into the city of Atlanta. 

       The windows took up the entire wall leading to the living room where a 75 inch TV was placed between two tall cherry oak bookcases that showed off different stains of m*******a, and different types of weapons. From small daggers, throwing stars and swords, even some black nunchucks tipped with titanium metal.

     Most of Tone’s collection was tipped with titanium, since most supernatural creatures in The Viel are weakened by the precious metal.

      Except for Mondallas, of course. 

      Mondalla’s were extremely hard to kill, fully grown that is and Tone was. 

      So the way to kill a Mondalla was to tear out their throats with a Mondalla’s fangs. The fangs are actually dipped in a unique gold metallic poison so lethal that a bite could render any creature immobile and feel instant pain as they die a slow agonizing death, there was no antidote that Tone knew of. 

     Tone felt the tip of her fang with her tongue, feeling the small holes at the very tip. Tone had no idea what the holes were there for since her fangs were already dipped in the poison. Shrugging it out of her mind, Tone felt the slight stirring of her beast, who was kept sedated by the various strains of m*******a that she smoked.

   Tone didn’t want to deal with her beasts rage when he was fully awake, he would destroy everything. Probably the whole city if he ever woke up but she was determined to keep him calm and asleep as long as she could. Scenting Charlie coming out from the back, dripping in sweat, making her pink tank top darker and dragging her feet to sit her tired ass on the big 3 piece dark blue sectional and let her head fall back on the pillows.

      *She’s getting stronger, more stronger than she was a year ago. It may not seem like it to her right now but I’m pretty sure she can take on a pack of Werewolves by herself now.* Tone thought as she looked at her little one behind her sunglasses. *But this will be a real test for her, a real mission. I can’t keep sheltering her anymore and that f*****g handler, Lala, is starting to pressure me about when that rogue Mondalla in Massachusetts is going to be put down, saying how the Rogue is interrupting the feeding grounds of her associates. Ugh, f*****g vamps..* 

    Tone turned her attention to the TV, Charlie decided to put on a weird ass cartoon called “Rick and Morty”. It was kinda of funny. If Tone ever relaxed to feel the high of the blunts she smoked, it would’ve been f*****g hilarious. Seeing that couldn’t be, because a challenge had been invoked over 7 years ago. If Charlie could ever managed to take her sunglasses off and see her real eye color, Charlie’s training would be complete and she could start the process of becoming an assassin under the Rouiji Corporation, which Tone worked for.

  And without a Handler, who controlled which jobs she took and had control over her other half of her soul, her beast. Tone instantly regretted when she made a loyalty pack with Lala, but she was desperate for control, her beast was rare from what she heard. That made it difficult and Lala became her Handler.

      *Ugh, just thinking about it makes me want to tear out Lala’s throat, the things she made me do...* Tone sighed, pushing it out of her mind and turned towards Charlie.

      “Hey Kid, so you think you ready for this mission or what?” Tone questioned nonchalantly.

      “Mission!! I finally get to have my first target!” Instantly Charlie looked more energetic, basically bouncing with excitement on the couch. “I cant believe this! I been wanting this for my whole life, come on Tone! Who is it! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!!” Charlie squealed with excitement.

       Tone sighed *I wish she would take this much excitement in her training.* Instead she gave her the details of her target.

“We are going to be searching for a Rogue Mondalla...They are viscous and they are smart, don’t forget that. They don’t have their souls anymore, completely overwhelmed by the need to kill and fuck.” Tone stated. “Your going to Massachusetts, where this Rogue is hunting the females of this Private School.”

  Charlie stopped bouncing on the couch as she felt her heart sink into her stomach. “ A Private School...” Staring at her reflection in Tone’s sunglasses and Tone felt her smirk turn into a lopsided grin.

   “f**k yeah!..Your going to High School.” Charlie felt her heart stutter in her chest and the scent of apprehension started to fill the air. *Oh no..*