Freight-Tale And The Tomes Of Mortality

7 - Unravelling The Threads

The morning soon came around, and both Sky and Keira were still awake. They had been discussing the case and its ramifications for some time, and neither of them felt as if they had been making any progress.

The pair had spent some time stopping the odd random robbery or scuffle, but they were hoping for something more significant, something that would give them a lead on the real identity of the mysterious Trandz. But they had yet to come across anything useful.

As the pair sat together on the top of Big Ben, Sky leaned back and stretched his legs, allowing himself to relax for the first time in hours.

"I just don't get it," Sky spoke, staring at the city. "I thought we were getting somewhere, but now there's nothing. We've got no idea what this Trandz is trying to do, maybe the police have been able to decipher the rest of those phrases or symbols."

"It's hard to say, there's no way to know. But you shouldn't worry about it too much, we'll figure it out, I know we will," Keira replied, leaning back beside her friend. "I did have a question for you, though. Well, I need a suit. Like yours. I mean, these rags aren't that protective, and I'm a little scared of what could happen if something does go wrong."

"Well," Sky nodded as he thought to himself, "I got my suit from Hellford Laboratories, they've been supplying heroes with suits for a while now, including some of my friends."

"That's cool, I've heard of them. I mean, I don't know anything about their tech, but it's what you use, so it can't be bad."

"Professor Hassan Odeh has kept the creative process close to his chest, but the suits he's been making have been nothing short of extraordinary, and I've no doubt his future suits will be even better than those we have now."

Keira nodded, "I guess we'll have to make a visit."

"With this villain's ability to turn people into stone, maybe a suit for you would be the best bet."

"Then, should we go?"

"Yes. Let's get going."

After about twenty minutes of flying, and Keira failing to keep up high, Freight-Tale and Fright-Tale finally arrived at Hellford Laboratories. Their reflections could be seen in the glass double doors as they made their way inside, walking past a few visitors who were working with some of the other scientists.

Keira immediately noticed that this place seemed very different from most others she had visited, the halls and rooms seemed far more spacious than anything else she had ever seen. And, even though the halls were filled with scientists working on various projects, they still managed to be clean and organised, with everything neatly in place and tidy. She wondered if they had hired someone to be in charge of keeping it that way.

As Sky and Keira stopped at the receptionist's desk, a young woman with short blonde hair and blue highlights smiled at them.

"Good morning Freight-Tale and friend, can I help you?" she asked, a gentle smile on her face.

"Yes," Freight-Tale nodded. "I'm here to speak to either Professor Odeh or Stevens."

The woman's face grew pale at the mention of Stevens, clearing her throat quickly.

"I'll get Professor Odeh, please have a seat," she replied, pointing to a couple of chairs. "He should be here shortly."

Sky and Keira sat down, making themselves comfortable as the receptionist stepped away to find the professor. As they sat, Sky glanced around the room before his eyes landed on a TV mounted to the wall. The news was playing, with a headline that instantly grabbed the hero's attention.