2 Chapter 2 (2/2)
When Garret went and grabbed the duffel bag, I cleaned off my blade and put it back in it's sheath. When he came back I was reaching to put grab the first Falazaic. But my hand froze over it. I couldn't make myself do it. ”Jaycie, are you okay?” Garret asked. ”Yes.” I answered. ”I am fine.” I grabbed one and hurriedly put it in the bag. He held the bag at the edge of the hidden panel, and I sweeped my hand through the whole thing, pushing it all into the bag. ”Who do you want to carry the bag, it might clear things up with you and Wilker. I nodded my head even though I knew he saw my arm shaking as I picked it up. We where quiet for a while. I eventually tasted the coppery tang of blood. My fingers flew to my split lip and came back red. Garret saw this and came in front of me stopping me. His fingers where on my lip quicker that the blink of an eye. He was using his healing power. I tried to pull back, but his other hand was on the base of my head, keeping it there. When he backed off, I said, ”Why did you do that. Wilker will see it. He purposely kept it there.” He smiled. ”It's still there, just not bleeding, all I did was stop the blood.”
I turned and kept walking. After a while, he asked, ”Did Wilker give you the split lip?” He asked. ”You did say he kept it there for a reason.” I was quiet for a long while. ”Yes.” I said. Out of my phrivial vision, I could see him studying my face. ”He gave it to me the other night, along with a knife down the face, and a very sore body.” Garret's eyes filled with anger. ”What happen that night?” He asked. When I didn't answer, he grabbed my arm, and stopped me. ”Jaycie, what happen?” I looked at him and sighed. ”I can't tell you.” I said. ”Why?” He asked. ”If I tell you, you will want to go up to Wilker, and if he knew you liked me, I would be put through hell. I would have to pay for it because he can't stand other people liking me.
Garret's face changed to question. ”Why can't he stand other people liking you?” ”I don't know. But I do know that ever since I turned sixteen, and started to work with clients, he has hated it when a client like me a little to much. Like with Velris, last year. His son took a liking to me and wasn't scared to show it. He ended up dead because he couldn't take a hint from Wilker and back off. I think it is because Wilker doesn't want me to marry and leave. I am one of his best, if not the best.” Garret shook his head. ”I wont go to him. I just want to know what happen.” I sighed but, I told him everything, from the kneeling, to the dagger down my face, to the jumping out at me till I could block him.
We continued to walk. But after a few mutinies, you make it to the guild. You feel your grip on the duffel bag get tighter and your arm start shaking more and more. When you get to his office door, Garret knocks. ”Come in.” Wilker yelled. You both walk in and fall into a kneel. You rest the duffel on the ground and try and calm your hand. ”Garret, rise.” Garret stands quickly, and you can feel anger boiling up. He is purposely leaving you on a lower level. ”Garret, I want a full report on everything that happen. Now.” And now you are regretting kissing Garret. You are about to be punished. ”Yes sir.”
Garret starts talking, about the fight in the beginning, us separating, mistaking each other for enemy, me finding the falazaic, and then us waiting in the alcove. To my surprise, he doesn't say anything about the kissing.
Then he moves onto the rackies. They came in. The fight. The leader paralyzing me, kissing me. Then me taking him down. Finally how it was my idea to bring back the falazaic. That is when Wilker realized Garret was lying about something. Wilker stands up, walks around the desk, and leans across the back. ”Jaycie, stand up and hand me the bag.” You stand and hand him the bag, but he sees your shaking hand and arm. He sets the duffel on his desk and pulls out the largest size of dose.
He walks toward you with it, having the needle to close to your arm. You jump away slightly. ”So, Jaycie wanted to resupply my falazaic stocks.” He looked at Garret. ”Yes sir.” Wilker crossed his arms and made the tip of the needle rest on my arm. I started shaking. ”Garret, i am giving you this one chance. Tell me the full truth.” Garret looked at me, but i just kept my head forward. It was the best way. ”It was my idea to bring home the falazaic sir. I thought if she did it, it might fix things between you.” ”Garret, if I wanted you to fix things between us, I would have said something. Don't ever lie to me again, and don't get into my business. Understood?”
”Yes sir.” ”Good, now go.” Garret left the office, and I turned on Wilker, backing away from the needle. ”What was that about?” I yell. ”What was what?” ”Having him give the report, while I was still kneeling? Putting on the show with the falazaic? Why?” ”He lied, and you let him, i never want to see that disrespect again. Got it?” He turned to put up the falazaic and you pull put a dagger. It almost made it to his neck, before he grabbed my arm and spun it. I was on the ground with my arm locked behind me. He shoved the neddle into my neck about an inch. I and practically frozen now.
”You may be great, but I am still your master. Got it?” ”Yes sir.” ”I have trained your to be the best of the best and this is how you repay me. When i let you up, you get out of this guild till tomorrow. Got it?” ”Yes sir.” ”Speak up.” ”Yes sir!” ”Good, now go.” He pulled the needle out and I ran out of the guild and into the streets. After a few mutinies, I felt a presence behind me. ”Garret, back off.” ”Jaycie, I am sorry. I shouldn't have lied. Please don't be mad.” ”Garret, we both made a mistake today, kissing each other. Neither off us really like the other one, so let's not pretend. We were both stressed and made mistakes. The lying, I am already over it. So just leave me alone.” ”Wait, what? What do you mean today was mistake?”
”Everything we did was a mistake. So leave me alone. You don't want someone like me. Okay?” ”Like you? Why do you mean.” ”Someone who is as broken as I am. Someone who has as much water under the bridge as I do.” Garret open his mouth to something, but I shook my head. ”Just leave me alone okay.” I ran off. After making sure he wasn't following me, I made my way to my apartment. After having dinner, I take off my double swords and undershorts buckle my armored suit. I am left in just my bra and the shorts I wear under my suit. ”This is good enough.” I thought. Then I fell asleep. When I woke up, I took a quick shower, then head off to the guild. As soon as I get in the door, Zachery Rinston stops me.
”I am sorry, but only assassins are aloud past this point without a guard or another assassin with them.” ”Why can't he go a day without telling me I shouldn't be am assassin.” I thought. ”Then why are you already past that point?” He tsked. ”Oh, Jaycie, don't try and tell me I don't belong. I have always been always been a true assassin. You on the other hand, you should only be trusted only the catwalk at The Barrel.” ”Just because I am a better assassin then you, doesn't mean you still aren't on the radar. I mean desperate people might as you to do something for them.” ”You mean how desperate people asked your mother to get in to bed?” ”Oh no, he is not bringing her into this.”
My fist goes up, and is about to land, before it is stopped by another hand. ”I will not have this fight happen in my halls. Take it to the sparring room. Now.” Wilker let go of your fist and you drop it at your side. ”Fine, let's go Zachery. See what you got.” We both practically run to the sparring room. No one is fighting, but people are just getting their, so we have as audience. Wilker didn't follow though, so this fight doesn't have any rules. ”Jaycie, you just set you just self up for disaster.” Zachery said. ”No, I just found myself a warm up fight.” Then I threw my punch. It landed squarely on his mouth.
I expected him to fall, but he only stumbled back. He advanced towards me and we circle each other. After a second, we both pounced. We were a whirlwind of blades and fists. He swiped a dagger down my face, and I shoved a kick into his gut. He threw and punch into my abdomen, and my dagger left a blood train across his knuckles. After a about ten mutinies, he said, ”Why don't we make this more of a street fight.”
He uses nods to Someone behind me, and all the sudden, four hands grab me, two on each arm. I can't fight without my arms. ”There, good luck wining like this.” I shove my legs up towards him, but my two holders each wrap one leg around my ankles, so that I can't use my legs. Zachery walks up to me, and punches me in the face, then in the gut. He keeps punching me over and over. As he does, i get more and more pissed.
Until finally, I break free. I launch myself forward, landing one him. He is on his back, and I am sitting on his stomach. My punches fly one softer the other. His face is a bloody mess, before someone pulls me off. ”Let go of me, I am not done yet.” I screech. ”Yes you are. He will probably die if you hit him one more time.” Garret's says. ”Then let me hit him twice. Just to make sure He is dead.”
Garret bursts out laughing, along with half of the other assassins. This gives me enough time to slip out of Garret's arms. I run back towards Zachery, but the two guys who held me back step in front of him. ''You want to step in now? Good. You were next anyway.” I pull out two daggers and start fighting with them. It take about two mutinies for me to disable them. Then I am turning there faces into blood pools as well. I am about to make another hit, when both of my wrists are grabbed. ”Let go, or you are next.” ”Jaycie, my office. Now.”
”Of course it is Wilker. Lucky me.” I thought. ”Fine. Just let go and I will get up.” He let's go of my arms and I get one more punch in before I am literally kicked off of the assassin. ”I said now.” Ryan yelled. I stand up, but as I am walking to the door, I pass Zachery. I give him a swift kick to his manhood, and keep walking. A few seconds later, someone grabs a fist full of my hair and pulls me back. I stumble into Wilker. He is the one pulling my hair. He yells into my ear. ”I SAID NOW. HIT OR KICK ANYTHING ELSE, AND I WILL TEAM THE WHOLE GUILD UP AGAINST YOU.” I can't help but give a angry comment. ”I would probably still win.” With that, Wilker drags you out of the room, to his office, and throws you to the ground. ”Stand up. Now.” He yelled. ”I am starting to think I have dug myself a hole that is to deep to jump out of.”