CHAPTER TWO
1201 Words
Michael new Lexus 360 drives into the state of the art parking lot underground and before he could finish spelling the French words on the wall which he makes out, stands for the “new order” Karen's PA came dashing out, heading straight for him beaming bright.
“welcome, bienvenue dans la commande comment s’est passé le voyage”
exhaling Michael highlights, Betty went on and on, giving random hugs ,some how word must have gotten to out that he was a mix breed, french mother and an English father, but each time Michael always will opt for English and so he had cut Betty off
"English miss" betty caught of wind of the fact that he struggles to remember her name and she always eager helped him out
"Betty," a laughing Betty quickly chips in,
“is the queen in?”
“ permit me to lead the way”
"I am excited about my job, so you know I got a pay days off?"
this was betty still talking to an obviously tensed Michael who was eager for answers not chit chats. they were half way down the hall couple of minutes from the parking loft, the neatly tinted white walls and glasses gave this place a arry view, in here day light rings wasn't needed for the glasses where tinted from the sun
"next fall I will be -"
"going for your masters you mentioned that before, now please lead me to her" an irritated Michael cuts her off
"that won't be necessary" that same deep barriton voice from the call last night rings out.
Michael turns and it felt strange staring face with romanus, legend had it that he was the only ripper who survived the war with the lycans, gave him an edge in the order.
"Roman"
"walk with me"
both men heads on leaving Betty behind, her cell begins to ring and she takes it, "hello best friend" as she walks off.
it was dam yet well furnished with state of the art facilities which made the unrenovation of the walls a joke, in this room romanus and Michael is held up , Michael watch patiently as romanus moves some papers around on the full untidy desk covered in papers and photographs.
"is hard to find stuffs in here"
"the renovation made it so?"
"perhaps, here found it" he pulls out a paper and hands to Michael who takes it, "she isn't here is she? "
"am not the one to say" he hands Michael a pen
"I got mine" Michael pulls out his own from his well tailored suit pocket , romanus nods returning back his, Michael fills out the form.
"do lycans stroll into the quarters?
romanus gives him a suspicious look
"just asking"
"it's f*******n if sighted immediate execution, they know that"
"all done" he hands back the paper as he heads out.
"where you going? "
"I am a pure blood I can walk the halls as I want" he steps out.
Michael wasn't all this cold there was a time he had idolized that man in there, a time where he would sink an entire village at his order, but that was so long ago, he had something else bothering him now the horrific sight from last night bothered him out of his wit if he was right the only person who will get him answers will be the cat man, first time Michael encountered him was in Bulgaria in 1999, somewhere in a cell and he had mentioned the uprising in the south, the gathering of vampires for the prophecy after then he had no clue about him and the queen was the one person who could find him if he was in town.
"one here, a little to this side and we have that, perfect innit candita?" a huge cat with only an eye lying lazily on the dark grey couch watch on as the rocks arranged in cardinals order is push around by his master, the door creek open slowly and we see candida sits up , alert to the intruder, his master seems not to be moved by the door opening.
"is a mass of rock" Michael commented
for his name you would expect a smallish red bearded shippmuck size of a man but instead the cat man councilor of the first order was huge, broad and black, with an African accent and master to the one eyed cat candita.
“hello Mikael” he turns with his killer grim dusting his hands he walks to sit at his desk, Michael Is surprise to see him but tries to hide the fact.
“cat man”
“what do we need to have you here? And no one calls me that anymore am simply the councilor here now”
“I see, well maybe you can tell me what I need to know”
“what could trouble you, Mikael I sense the fear all over you”
Michael pulls out a picture from his breast pocket and slam it on the table before the councilor, intrigue by the sight he picks it up and glaring he studies it
“romanus said lycans are outlawed”
“yes from the quarter, where did you find this?”
He reached for his stethoscope
“on a watch last night”
“a watch” the surprise his heard in his voice “you went on a watch when you didn’t even sign in?”
“does it matter, I saw this”
“you saw this?”
“look I stepped out okay , went to the streets and right outside the tower there was something in the dark, growling, before I got there it was gone and this remains of this human was all I saw”
“this is different not a “
“if lycans are outlawed then a ripper did this” the councilor gives a hollow laugh “ripper? Those are extinct gone with the war” he gives Michael a second look and realizing where Michael’s thought was running through he had to dash it
“no”
“what if?”
“it’s absorbed, he serve the order and to support that he was here all night, working with me , hell what is wrong with you, coming in here accusing an elder”
Michael seriously wished his instinct was right this time but an elder? Romanus was everything but an elder, yes a good foot soldier but an elder? He had to get his curiousity fed so he had thrown his question out there “an elder?”
“tck! Before the next full moon he will be sired with the responsibility, he had served well, for 100s of decades, he have earned a fraction”
Michael nods, he stares at the councilor who has a worried look now on his face “what is it?”
He drops the picture
“is a lycan”
“likely but”
“but anything can be possible, who gets the trigger if the outlawed got in?”
“emilia santos”
“what?”
Michael almost collapsing on his feet
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