12 Chapter 12 (1/2)

Garret's Point of View: Right after Jaycie leaves him in front of the guild

I walk into the guild and lean against the wall. The halls are completely empty. They cleared out when Jaycie left. She was in a completely new uniform. All her blades looked new to. I wanted to stop her. I tried to stop her. I yelled at her. She said she needed a break. But going on a mission on her own. ”This could get her killed. What if she gets jumped on the way? What if I never see her again? I have really messed up.” I think.

Thoughts like what if the guild from were ever she is going catches her, and what if she is to lost in finding herself that whoever the target is catches her without her even getting a chance to fight back. I am only pulled out of my thought by the sound of a voice of the one person who I thought I would never have to see again. Much less in this guild.

I step in front of the door as Zachery struggling to get out of the guards grip. They already have his blades. They step past me, but I get back in front of him. My eyes are simmering, but he doesn't seem the least bit fazed by it. In fact, he seems almost excited to see me. ”What the hell are you doing in this guild. You have been told once, rather nicely to get off this property.”

Zachery rolls his eyes. ”I am here on business.” ”And what might that business be. Because I would be more than happy to show you the business end of my fist.” He pales slightly. ”Jaycie sent me with this letter. She also told me that if you so much as touch me, she will never give you the time of day again. And that she would make sure you can never touch anyone again.” I seethe. ”How dare you use her as your excuse.” I take a step towards him.

”It is all in this note. All of it.” He holds a paper in front of me. I attempt to grab it, but he pulls it back and only lets me see it. I read it. Jaycie wrote that he is to be let back in. At a starter level. ”What did you do to her? To make her write that.” I yell al him. ”Nothing. I was about to walk out of her life forever when she told me to come back. She wrote this for me. I didn't even ask her to do it. She just told me that she knows how hard it was for her to be kicked out.”

I feel my breath catch slightly. I look at the guards. ”Take him to the boss. No stops. Don't treat him easily.” They pull him off and he is still trying to get away. I head to my room and fall on to my bed, holding my head in my hands.

Flack back - Start

I was standing in Wilker's office. He was giving me the details on a new mission that I was going on with a couple of the other guys. Jaycie was going to be on this one, but word got around that she walked out of the guild. As a rule, you weren't allowed to just quit. You either die, get killed by the Assassin Master, or transferred to another guild.

Wilker had been crazy calm all day. It was scaring the crap out of me. I saw all of Jaycie's blades in the back table, laying there. Not on her were they belonged. Even the ones that she never took off. The ones that I had been the only one to notice. All the sudden I heard yelling, screaming, and screeching in the hall. The voice was all to familiar. And by the sounds of it, Jaycie was livid. There was a knock on the door.

”Come in.” Wilker said. Two guards walk in, one on each side of Jaycie. She is kicking and fighting them. But worse, she is covered in blood. She has so many scrapes, scratches, and bruises on her. Her armored, reinforced suite is ripped. On her chest and legs. The guards throw her on the ground by my feet. I want to heal her. Want to make sure she is oaky. I had never wanted to help her in my life. But seeing her like this, this beaten up, but still fighting. This broken, but still cursing in a wide variety at the guards. Both of them have multiple wounds on them from her nails and feet.

This was the first time I realized I liked her. The guards left and Wilker stared down at her. She was standing now, staring at the ground. She was dripping blood. I was scared for her. No assassin left the guild, and especially came back the same day. I looked up at Wilker, wanting to leave. But he ignored me. ”Jaycie, what are you doing here.” He walked around the desk, to in front of her. He had popped on of his daggers out of there sheaths.

”You walked out of my guild. You left. You quite.” He walked behind her, and I could tell she was tracking her movements. With movement as quick as a snake striking. He had her head back and his dagger at her throat. ”You are lucky I didn't kill you then. But testing your luck and seeing if I will kill you now? Are you stupid?” She winces and her breath comes out further. I see something glint in Wilker's eyes. Like guilt or regret, but it was quickly cleared it out. Was it guilt or regret for making her wince?

Her voice came out small but strong. ”No sir.” He shoves her back down. ”I am no longer your boss. You will refer to me as Mr. Wes.” I see embarrassment pass through her eyes. She glances at me, then looks back at Wilker. ”I want my job back.” She says. He turns his back to her and walks back to his desk. ”No.” I can hear the relief in his voice. ”Please sir.” A dagger hits the floor, the blade it touching the side of her hand. It hadn't scratched her when landing though.

”I am Mr. Wes to you.” I see one tear slip through her eyes. The only time I had ever seen a tear of anything other than pain on her face. ”Please Mr. Wes. I tried being out there and this happened to me.” She got up, but only to be siting on the back or her legs. I could see her back now. The back of her suite was shredded. Her back was in bloody ribbons. I didn't even think about how strong the men would have had to be to do that to her. Yes, men. One man wouldn't have been able to do this to her. And no other woman has the training to do this to her.

Wilker looks over her. ”But you don't want to listen to my rules. You don't want to be told what to do. You don't want to have to be careful with your actions. You want to do whatever you want.” She shakes her head. ”No S-Mr. Wes. I am not ready to be out there on my own. I will gladly listen to you, whatever.” He looks like he wants to let her back in, to heal her. To help her, but he keeps his strong face on. I had never seen him use that much emotion. ”What happened.”

She glances back at me then speaks, her voice lower, but I can still hear. ”I was out, trying to find somewhere to stay. All my things, my room, my extra blades are here. I didn't know where to go. I was walking through an alley, and four men cornered me. I tried to get away, but they all had blades and they weren't willing to let me go. I think they were from a guild several cities over. They recognized me.” She takes a deep breath.

”I tried to get one of their blades, but I couldn't. They decided they wanted a distraction from the day. I fought back, and barely escaped.” She stood up and turned her back to him. I could see tears falling freely down her face. ”Three of them held me down why another one of them raked their dagger down my back. I managed to get away quickly after that. I came back because I need back in. Please.” She turns back to him and gets on her knees. ”I am actually begging you. Please...Mr. Wes. I want back into the guild.” He smirked down at her. ”I am glad you learned your lesson. You will be starting back on the lowest level. You need to regain everything, your blades from me, your trust with me, even your level in this guild. Now go.” ”Yes Mr. Wes.” She says. She gets back and walks towards the door. ”Jaycie.” He says. ”Yes.” She answers and faces him. ”You were brave to come back.” He walks to the table that has her weapons. He pulls his sleeve over his hands and picks up two daggers. Then he hands them to her. I look at him like he is crazy.

”Here.” She gives him a small smile and takes them, quickly sheathing them. Almost to quick to follow. They are the ones that go on the sheathes right under her collar bone. I hear him say one more thing to her as she leaves. ”And my assassins call my Sir. Not Mr. Wes.” Her last words sound like they are part of an inside joke. ”I will call you Wilker. To remind you that not only am I your assassin, but I am also my own person.” Then she walks away. He walks back to his desk and continues talking to me as if the last event didn't just happen. He is visibly happier.

Flash Back – End

I am pulled out of my daze by a knock on my door. I open it and there is a guard. ”Mr. Wes would like to see you.” I walk out and to his office. As I walk through the halls, I see Zachery walking into his old room. I hiss at him. Then I walk to Wilker's office. I fall to a knee. I really don't want to be here. With thoughts of Jaycie, and how much I miss her. Filled with thoughts of Zachery, how much I want to hit him, but then back to Jaycie and how she threatened me, even from a distance it works.

”Yes sir.” I answer. I can feel his eyes on me. ”Do you know why I am called you in here?” He asks. I am worried all the sudden. It was rare for him to talk to us without letting us up. The only one I saw him keep on a lower level was Jaycie. But it was complicated between them. ”No sir.” He is quiet for a while. ”Sit down.” I stand and go to sit in the chair that Jaycie usually sat in, just because it was closest, but he says, ”Were you usually sit.” I sit in my usual chair. ”Yes sir.” When I am sitting, he looks me over carefully. ”This is about Jaycie. How close you have been.” My face goes pale. ”What do you mean sir?”