The Soul Stories

Chapter Two; Part Five: Excalibur of Souls

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“The Elementary of a Soul” and “The Soul Stories” and “Excalibur of Souls” and “The Excalibur the Sword of Souls”

By Chris S. Clevenger

Edited Last: 1-22-13

--- Chapter Two; Part Five: Excalibur of Souls ---

Sometime later in a hospital, someplace within a very battered and broken back hills of England, about ten miles out of London.

The blond NYPD homicide detective; Anna, was sound asleep, unknowing of what was going on around her. She was asleep within a chair sitting next to Meg’s hospital bed. With Meg slowly playing with Anna’s hair and petting her softly as she slept with her head on her lap.

Anna had been so tired that she had fallen onto Meg’s lap. And she was not about to move her. Who in their right mind would move such a hot looking blond, like Anna? Meg thought with a impish grin as she watched her friend sleep.

So as Maylin walked into the room she noticed right away that Meg had been making soft sounds as she petted Anna’s head.

“Is this a bad time, Meg?” She asked softly so not to wake Anna up.

“No, she was sitting by my bedside all night and fell asleep here,” Meg said equally as soft, as she removes her hand from Anna’s head. “What can I do for you?” She asked as she looked up at Maylin with a truly happy smile.

“Well,” Maylin said as she closed and locked the door. “you can tell me if you are you having the dreams, as well?” Maylin asked in her right to the point manner of things. Maylin was not holding anything back as she looked hard at Meg.

Most of the time the Meg thought it was from Maylin’s upbringing. But it turns out that Maylin was just sort of forward with how she went about things.

“I have and so has Anna, when she sleeps, I hear her,” Meg admitted as she watched her friend who had bandages on her arms and legs, from the falls in the caves.

“Are you two…” Maylin raised an eyebrow at Meg and Anna.

“No, she’s strait or at least I think she is, why you looking for a girlfriend Maylin?” Meg asked with a wink just as she always flirted with Maylin.

Maylin giggled and shook her head. “No sorry, my daddy would kill me if I brought back a woman with bigger boobs then mine, home.” She teased.

Meg snorts a laugh. “Bitch,” She smiled right back at her friend.

“No I came to check on you two. And see about the dreams.” Maylin said as she sat next to Anna. And with a raised eyebrow she asked. “Your not going to pet my head too are you?” She teased Meg.

“I just may,” Meg grinned right back at her friend and went back to petting Anna’s head.

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When Anna did awake she jumped with a start and twitched looking from where she was and who else was in the room with her.

The dreams were of a ‘Sword’ and ‘Knights’ who seemed to be following her, because of the sword... or so it seemed. The dream seemed to be fading from her mind as she looked around the room seeing Maylin and Meg, she let out a sigh and smiled.

Meg was in her bed sound asleep once more and Maylin was sleeping next to her in the other chair.

This calmed her down fast and she took a deep breath. She smiles and stands up and stretches out and then leans over and kisses Meg’s cheek softly as she checked her out once more.

Finding her friends fine, just sleeping she felt the need for some coffee. She made her way to the hallway to find a machine, knowing that the shop was closed to 3 AM she made her way down the hall looking for someplace to get some coffee.

As soon as she made it to the hallway she seen a man pair of men dressed in a black suits and by the look of them Anna could tell right away they where UK’s ‘Men in Black’ - ‘Spooks’; most likely MI6 or whatever they called them here.

What bothered Anna most was how they looked at her. She knew that kind of look, she had given it to perps herself. It was the look of ‘There you are’ and with them looking right at her she went to see what was up.

As soon as they noticed she was walked right at them they got this angry look on their faces and walked made an bout face and walked away from her.

“Odd,” she mumbled and followed just to see what was going on here in the hospital.

As soon as she caught up to them, they had walked into the stairwell, she realized the mistake too late they had planed this and had set her up to ambush her, as soon as she followed them into the dark stairwell.

The two men jumped at her one aiming high the other going low. Had she seen this coming she could have easly dodged this and laid one or both of them out fast. But since she was kind of surprised by this she reacted by backing up a step.

“I know you have it!” the first man yelled as he grabbed her and yanked her arm behind her back. The other man was doing his best to press a hand at her face with some kind of gas mask in his hand.

MI6 or whatever be damned as Anna seen what would happen if she did not fight. Her mind dropped into autopilot. Pressing forward and nailing the guy holding her arm right in the nuts and doing a quick spin to dodge out of the masks way.

The men seemed to slow down for Anna as she backed away one step and did a swift fainting kick and then a snap kick into the Gas mask guys face. She heard a sickening crunch with the hit, as if he walked right into the kick.

All of Anna’s years of experience in hand to hand fighting was paying off for her within a spilt second. Or was it more then that? Anna knew she was fast and quite skilled. She had bested most of the men in her classes and her Police department. She had been told on quite a few times that had she went as a Pro fighter she had a good shot at going to the Olympics, but her career had no room for that sort of thing, she was in fact married to her job.

So Anna knew she was moving much faster and with quite a bit more grace then she felt.

“Have what?!” She panted watching both men. One looked like he was down for the count, his nose and face was covered in blood. If she had not seen his chest moving she would had thought he was dead.

Turning back to the first man who was gasping for air and bent over, looking like he wanted to die. She felt no pity for him as she grabbed his hair and slammed his head forward into the wall. Earning a grunt of pain the man fell onto his back and passed out.

Still in COP autopilot she flipped both men over cuffed them and then patted them down taking Ids and guns.

“You have the right…. Ah fuck it I’m in the UK there’s no since reading you your rights,” she hissed at them as she looked at the Ids and made a face. Not MI6 or Interpol for that matter, looked like thugs of some sorts.

She placed her knee on the second mans back and pined him to the floor. “Who are you, and why did you attack me, and why where you watching me?” she asked each question and pressed harder on his back. She put the IDs and guns into her coat pocket.

“You stopped us, but will your friends be as lucky?” He asked with a pained voice once he could speak.

And as if zapped by a live-wire she knew without a doubt her friends where in danger. She had not been in a caring mood before, but now she was in a foul mood so as Anna stood up she kicked the man’s head hard, as if it was a football, the hit knocked the man out cold. She ran to help her friends.

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Chapter Two; End of Part Five