Vitkus Twins

Chapter Thirteen

Heikkinen looked at the window as four people jumped through it, even if one of them looked at the other three like they were crazy. Nestanha’s Ombre cachée must not accept people jumping in through his window; while Heikkinen knew that nothing was going to stop his men and women from doing it; it was truly a lost cause.

“Aldona, Azuloas,” Heikkinen greeted, Launcelot was holding a knocked-out male in his arms and Heikkinen waved his hand, his four guards leaving the room and Aldona nodded her head. She would put a barrier up, so no one would know what they were talking about. “Launcelot, Page. I’m guessing that’s Montgomery?”

“It is,” Page told them.

“Launcelot, have you thought about it?” Heikkinen asked him.

“Thank you for the offer; I’ll accept it if it’s not trouble,” Launcelot told him.

“I’ll give you forms to sign,” Heikkinen told him, opening a draw.

“We found a source of information about Montgomery Atspoguļo,” Aldona told him before waving her hand behind her. She didn’t need to tell him that Viktorija told them, nor did she or Azuloas must tell them that Viktorija helped them in the mission. “Turns out he took about half the clan to Nestanha Village around one hundred and twenty years ago.”

“And yet, he’s returned to Sashan,” Heikkinen told them.

“Neither Launcelot nor Montgomery would be welcomed back into Nestanha,” Azuloas told him.

“And how do you know this?” Heikkinen asked them.

“Inside source,” Azuloas said.

“And this inside source is?”

Azuloas and Aldona looked at each other, how would this effect Viktorija? If she needed somewhere to hide, this would have already proven her worth. But would Heikkinen order a hit against her because he feared that she knew too much?

“What would you do to them?” Launcelot asked him.

“Nothing, they might prove useful in the future,” Heikkinen told them narrowing his eyes, could it be Etienne Atspoguļo? Even if Nestanha was an alley, it was still important to keep an eye on their movements; allies could turn into enemies just as quickly.

“Viktorija Kazlauskas, she told us,” Aldona admitted, through the stubborn line of her mouth told Heikkinen that was she was important to both Aldona and Azuloas, she was important to Launcelot as well. He’ll have someone keep an eye on her, but nothing more. “She told us that Etienne Atspoguļo has the council wrapped around his finger.”

“We’ll have someone keep an eye on her; just in case,” Heikkinen told them. “Nothing more, as long as she keeps quite about Page and Launcelot, nothing will be done against her.”

“She won’t,” Launcelot told him. “Baby sister didn’t tell anyone anything I told her before I left, so she won’t.”

“Welcome back home Page,” Heikkinen told her, when she nodded and handed Montgomery to Azuloas; two seals were clear on her collar bone, but Heikkinen didn’t know either of them. He had never seen them before. “Are you well?”

“She’s sick,” Launcelot told him before Page could say anything.

“Torija said the seals will help,” Azuloas told him, she’ll need to see a medic. He just hoped the seals that Viktorija had put her will help.

“She needs a medic,” Aldona agreed. “Afterwards, both she and Launcelot can stay at our apartment complex. Only Jakoba lives with us, we can put them on another floor. Julia doesn’t want either of them in the Atspoguļo Compound.”

“Thank you,” Launcelot told them. “I’ll stay with Page, if you don’t mind, I want to make sure my cousin is okay.”

Other then Jakoba, no one had noticed that Aldona or Azuloas had left the village. So, the mission was a success in their eyes; both Launcelot and Page were in the village and Montgomery was knocked out, younger than he was, no one would guess that he had been in his hundreds.

Aldona would be the one who kept an eye on Montgomery; she was only person that Montgomery knew in the village; apart from Page and Launcelot, but Heikkinen wasn’t going to trust either of them to look after Montgomery; just in case they planned anything.

Neither Azuloas nor Aldona thought they would, but it was better safe than sorry.

“I’ll tell Julia, no point in telling the council about this, it’s more Atspoguļo Clan business then village concerns,” Heikkinen told them, Aldona and Azuloas nodded their heads. “Page and Launcelot; I’ll have an Apsauga member escort you to the Sekti Medical Unit.”

-Aldona’s Apartment-

Montgomery didn’t know where he was, he was no longer sitting in his chair. The same chair that Etienne had left him in, had left him in the last three weeks and left him there to die slowly before he returned.

The last thing he could remember was a soft voice that sounded like Rozalija, named after her grandmother. An old teammate of his, someone who didn’t see him as part of the Atspoguļo Clan and saw him as his own person.

As Montgomery came to, he felt rope was tied around his waist. Both of his arms were tied onto the bed, along with his leg, but the material underneath his body was soft and wasn’t the hard wood that Etienne had left him on.

Opening his eyes, he spotted blonde hair as someone adjusted the straps around his arm. Her blues looking at his own, before she smiled at him before pushing herself off the bed.

“Let me get you a mirror,” she told him before she walked out of his point of view. All he could see in the room; was bookshelves and books. When she held it in front of his face, he looked at it with widening eyes.

He looked like he was sixteen. A teenager!

“What happened,” he asked without thinking.

“I’m Aldona,” she reminded him. “Las time I saw you, I was standing behind you.”

“How am I sixteen?” Montgomery asked he didn’t want to lose control of his emotions, but he wasn’t happy about his question not being answered. Not only that, but he didn’t know how he was back to this age.

“Rozalija Meža had a seal in her diary,” Aldona told him as she moved the mirror, turning out of his field of vision for a few seconds. “And this was the result.”

“Why did you use it?” Montgomery asked her.

“Sashan was once your home, no matter what the Atspoguļo Clan are your family, even if Torija told that Nestanha thinks you’re dead,” Aldona told him as she slowly moved around the room; Launcelot had dropped off some clothing. All of them were what he used to wear but had grown out of. “Along with the fact that you know something about Nýtt tungl that we don’t, your group is a risk to my family’s life.”

“And how would you know?” Montgomery asked her, he didn’t like how this little girl knew his background, Rozalija had promised that she would remove his name from the records, along with anyone who had left with him.

He hadn’t been the head of the Atspoguļo Clan anymore. He hadn’t been for years; he didn’t know how much time had passed since he left.

“It’s called reading,” Aldona told him, she didn’t get what was so hard about what she was telling him. She looked at him, but he had his eyes closed shut. “Before you ask how I know about the group itself, I’m the holder of the Fox of Greed. The same people Nýtt tungl are hunting for, along with my brother and cousin.”

Montgomery just looked at the roof, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Turning his head, he spotted the Atspoguļo Clan crest necklace around her neck. There was also a dragon peek over her shoulder, the dragon’s body was wrapped around her torso.

“We should go to sleep,” she told him looking around the spare bedroom, her hand resting on Melanthe’s body. “Also, whatever you feared back then never happened. The Atspoguļo Clan thrived until ten years ago. But Julia’s keeping them strong in Sashan.”

He didn’t know what to say anything as he looked back at the ceiling as she replaced the ropes with a material that was easier to sleep in. He wouldn’t be able to do anything even if he wasn’t tied down, since there was a seal on his wrists that sealed his chakra.

“You won’t be able to leave the room, we’ve had seals placed onto the doors,” Aldona told him patting his arm. “It’ll be painful if you try. It won’t be worth it, until we know you won’t kill anyone in their sleep.”

Montgomery just looked at the ceiling, while processing what she had just told him. Etienne didn’t know where he was, if Etienne didn’t know where he was or what he looked like, then he couldn’t do anything to him.

“Good night, Montgomery,” Aldona told him putting her hand on his shoulder, giving it a small squeeze. “You’re as safe as you can be. Launcelot told us that they were going to kill you, but we can’t keep you safe. If you don’t tell us anything.”

When she left the room, Montgomery didn’t know what to say.

“Good night,” he echoed back, closing his eyes. He was a light sleeper, but if she put seals up to keep him in, then he could only hope that they could keep the unwanted out.