Little Blue World: Installment #2

Chapter 7

Vyacheslav was broken out of his trance about Lidyia by the noise of a gun shot. Everyone jumped down to the ground.

"Hello! I am Damien Adams and I am from Section 13! Since most of you are probably completely unaware of what Section 13 is let me explain. In fact, all of you are completely unaware. Even you, Rebecca and Vyacheslav. We are a completely forgotten section of the French government. We are ran by a Femme Autonome. We are a powerful group of assassins. We tuons, and we sauvons. Sometimes so that we can sauvons we must tuons. Understand?" Damien asked.

Everyone nodded, despite only about a quarter of them knew French.Those who had taken French in school certainly had not learned those verbs.

The man shot again causing everyone to scream. "On your stomachs or backs. Or if you have a medical condition feel free to use the chairs," Damien said.

"Feel free to call the cops, by the way. I won't shoot you. Or kill you. They already know I'm here. I am at Moscow International, after all. I am committing what would be an international crime...if I weren't part of the government. Section 13 intends to start war. Oh...but I know that there's only one way to do this. There are some people in this world with superhuman bravery. They might as well be superheroes. I have to take them down. Will Rebecca Harding, Vyacheslav Dvoynev, and Nathaniel Banter, please stand?"

They all stood quickly.

"Nathaniel, you have written words so powerful. Your bravery lies within the pen. I can't risk that. Rebecca, your bravery lies within your willingness to be different. I can't risk that. Vyacheslav, your bravery lies in your love for her. All of these things are so powerful, that we can't risk it," He said.

"Damn," Vyacheslav swore. "I can't even be brave because you know...Interpol."

"That is secondary," Damien said.

"Yes, of course, she comes before my job but-"

"Vych. There are no buts with me," Rebecca said punching his forearm. Since that was practically where she stood against him. Holding hands was hard.

Nathaniel then did something on one expected. He pushed Rebecca down but quickly jumped onto the top of her suit case before jumping again and landing in front of Damien. He kicked him, flipped him. And held him down.

Damien laughed. "Don't worry, there's others."

"I'll count on it," he said.

Rebecca stood stunned.

"I thought that you were the weird one," Vyacheslav said.

She was to impressed to even notice the insult.

Nathaniel handed him off to TSA. He helped Rebecca up. "A while ago I found all my friends on FaceBook. I ended up being a lot like you and following their lives. I ended up learning martial arts to protect them. Now I'm here."

Rebecca could just barely process it.

Nathaniel, Rebecca, and Vyacheslav left quickly, in a manner hidden to the press. They got back to the hotel and saw the waves of paparazzi. Moving as fast as they could they managed inside.

"I doubt Sarah and Benedict would want you rooming with them. You can stay in the other bed. Vyacheslav and I will share," Rebecca told Nathaniel.

"Wait. What?" Vyacheslav asked shocked.

"Oh don't have a hissy fit," Rebecca threatened.

"Isn't that a little weird. Couples sleeping in the same bed?" Vyacheslav asked.

"Don't they do that in Russia?" Nathaniel asked.

"As far as I saw many couples slept in separate beds. At least for my town. Keep in mind, my parents didn't know about Vladmir Putin until 3 years into his presidency," Vyacheslav said.

"You mean prime ministry. He was prime minister first," Rebecca said.

"No. I mean Presidency," Vyacheslav said sighing.

"So you never heard of couples sleeping in the same bed," Rebecca asked.

"I suppose that's a very western idea. Couples have always slept in different beds for all my life," Vyacheslav said shrugging.

"Would you mind the couch?" Rebecca asked Nathaniel.

"Not at all," He replied.

"Oh no! I want to sleep with you!" Vyacheslav shouted a little to loudly.

Many confused Americans turned around with a very scolding look on their face.

"I mean something else! Same bed! Not..augh! What's the use?" he asked.

Rebecca gave him a side hug and he returned it.

"Let's head up to the room," Vyacheslav said. Him, Nathaniel, and Rebecca all went up to their floor and as tiring as their day had been they went to sleep.

Until 2am.