Ephemeral

Past Mistakes

The two children were found when the FBI raided the woods based on an anonymous tip. It was in regards to a case they had been working on – one tied to a Ms. Faye Willems. She had been aiding a powerful man that was stationed in Russia – Don Mathis.

They were found abandoned by their birth mother who had decided to evade the law. Instead of bringing her children with her, she had abandoned them -- possibly not seeing the use in lugging around two liabilities anymore. 

The agents didn't know what to make of the two children that were dressed in all black. They were both wearing black turtlenecks and black compression shorts.

Both of the girls had black hair, one of them wore it in a high pony-tail while the other wore it in a bun at the top of her head. 

They looked like regular children. 

"What do we do?"

"Says in the file that Frederick Hopkins is their biological father..." One of them spoke. There was pity in his tone. The agent couldn't believe that these children were raised this way -- that they had been essentially bred as weapons. "He...doesn't even know that they exist."

Another one chuckled at the misfortune; the chuckle was dry and lacked any humor in it at all. It truly set the mood and atmosphere for the rest of the agents. The one that chuckled continued on with a tight grimace on his face:

"Is he going to be surprised or what?"

The one with the high pony-tail tried to reach for the gun that was in the holster of one of the agents while they had been occupied with their small discussion. The targeted man stepped back as he snatched the small child's wrist. 

She let out a growl while trying to flip around and attempted to grab the gun again. Her legs shot up and wrapped around his arm, and the professional agent was having a hard time detaining her from the current position that she was in.

"This one is like a fucking gremlin!!"

Another man assisted him, grabbing onto the child and holding her in place by her upper arms.

The other child watched patiently, but she was observing. She was taking the moment to plan her precise attack.

Then, in a quick burst of speed, she wrapped around the man's lower legs. Her sister snapped at the other man holding her down, raising her fist to further distract him. She was going to try and attack him yet again. 

While the men were heavily breathing and were panicked, the two girls were barely making a noise. The FBI agent now had two children wrapped around him. The other man was running to aid the other two, who were somehow getting overpowered by two children.

The child with the bun successfully took the gun from the man's holster that she was wrapped around. He nearly stumbled, possibly sensing that his equilibrium had suddenly become unbalanced with the absence of his gun. 

She took no time to scramble away and disarmed the safety of the gun. There wasn't a look of hesitation, or even remorse as she aimed it expertly at the head of the man that her sister was still wrapped around by her legs. They seemed to wrap even tighter around the man's arm, causing him to let out a small grunt of annoyance. 

Before she was able to shoot it, the third man aimed her arm up to the sky and she shot into the air. She frowned at her failed assassination attempt. She kicked out her foot behind her at the man that held her arm harshly in the crotch...he was quick to let go of her.

She then ran over to a man, who was now holding her sister by the arms in the air. The pony-tailed hair girl kept thrashing, kicking wildly, but unable to move. The man didn't even see the other child running from behind, and she forced most of her weight onto his lower legs.