(Narrator's POV)
Shock, that's the first thing that crossed the features of the five Cullens as they watched Azira walk away to her car after that order that left no room for argument, processing the implications of her words, they looked at each other with unanswered questions and complicated moods. It wasn't until Azira's car was out of sight that they regained their senses and got in their cars and drove straight home to discuss the new development.(Azira's POV)
The drive home was exhausting, mainly scolding myself as I monitor the dot on my phone screen, it's on the move in a completely unfamiliar direction. Parking in my driveway and rushing into my house, I quickly get my work bag and speed off out of my neighborhood through the forest and parkor over the buildings all while keeping my force shield up hiding my presence. 'Why is he moving so fast now?.. Did he catch on to me?.. No, that's impossible, he hasn't met or seen me before yet, I'm sure of it.. so could it be.. he's been contacted?.. most likely.' I reasoned in my mind while moving with swift motion over the various buildings at inhuman speed. Stopping at the top of a two story building and crouching as I observe the taxi that stops two buildings away, David stepping out the back seat with a black backpack and paying before heading into what looks like a dinner, I maintain my spot patiently, seeing a different taxi stop infront of the dinner thirty minutes later an unfamiliar man steps out, going into the dinner and sitting across from David. I adjust my angle and hone in on the two, my hearing sorting through the various sounds and voices until I focus on David and the man's hushed conversation. "We need you to deliver a shipment for us in the next two days. The Clayton group are getting impatient and want six new vials of chemical 352, they're also demanding a full unit of ammunition for atleast 30 men." "Two days? That's a tight deadline to get everything ready, it's not a cheep arrangement.." "Don't worry, the pays good. About 50 grand for each vial and a total of 200 grand for the ammunition, sound fair?" "...deal.. shipment at the usual spot, 10pm, Monday night." I listened carefully and got the important details to the conversation between the two men, watching as David receives some documents from the man and puts them into his backpack before the two go their separate ways.With swift movement, I followed after David for the rest of the day until he returned to his home by evening. I head home after a few preparations, having gathered a lot of information today and setting up a plan to get myself a step closer to locating those underworld trade bosses. 'A little longer and this mission will finally be in line with my interests. Just gotta make sure David has no escape.' A flash of predatory excitement passes through my eyes at the thought of the more dangerous half of the mission. Stepping into my home, I pick up Jellybean gently and shower him with doting kisses, sharing the events of the day along with a few changes from time to time to the overall idea. I set everything necessary aside, now focusing my train of thought to the coven of vampires I invited for a serious talk tomorrow evening, 'Once I sort this all out, I can finally have some actual fun on the hunt.' Thinking so to myself, I rush upstairs to take a bath, washing off the sweat and dust of the day.
[Meanwhile]
(Narrator's POV)
It was a tense atmosphere in the living room of the Olympic coven household. After recounting what happened, Carlisle proceeds the way they usually do when they have a big decision to make, debate and vote. Only this time, instead of straightforward yes/no debates like they normally have, this time they seriously debate on how to proceed once they go to Azira's house tomorrow evening, refusing to go is not an option in all their hearts. "In a way, this is also a good thing. Now, if things go in a positive direction, then we can pursue her romantically without having to take a long time going around her to see, as if she's on trial herself." Says Emmett as he looks around at the other, Carlisle reasoning how there's no proper way of avoiding this meet up so they have to go tomorrow. Rosalie agrees with Emmett, Alice and Jasper agreeing to directly tell Azira what connection she has with them, Esme voting in agreement with such idea while Edward raises a reluctant vote to agree after having no solid argument to refuse the impending meeting tomorrow. All that remains, is to wait..
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FanfictionAzira Grey is a '17' year old polite young lady, not a pushover nor what one may call 'kind' but overall still polite. A lady of mystery, no one knows much about her yet they never do get the urge to get curious, she carries herself with a subtle, c...