Death is Not the End(Second to "To Kiss or to Kill".)

Chapter XIII~Not Allowed~

        Even after a week of healing from the torture I still haven't healed much and the guys refuse to let me do anything. I walk into a large room with a long table, around the table there are alphas and lunas, kings and queens, lords and ladies, and knights.

        A burly man with a black beard and deep Russian accent stands to face me, "I hope you are not wasting my time, woman."

        I look at the Russian leader, "Calling me a woman does nothing to lessen my ego, I assure you I'm not going to be wasting your time." I take a seat at the head of the table, "As most of you know by now, as I have worked with a few of you, that I am the head assassin of the agency all of you fund to get rid of your supernatural threats." They all nod, "Well I suggest you stop funding them, I have broken away from the agency because of what I found." With this statement all, except a few, erupt with 'what?','why?', 'are you nuts?' among other things.

        I raise a hand, silencing them. "Please settle yourselves. They gave me an assignment to take out the Rebeli Strigio, a hemophage rebellion, as I looked deeper into the case I found evidence that pointed to Supernatural Headquarters helping the hemophage rebellion. As I continued to dig, I made an ally within the rebellion that after finding out what they intended wanted out and confirmed our suspicions. I also have an ally high up in headquarters that doesn't like what they are doing but he can't do anything about it so I'm going to."

        "So what exactly are they doing?" Our highest knight, from India, questions.

        "They are taking humans and infusing the human DNA with a mixture of lycan and hemophage DNA. Creating something that the many master hemophages can control with ease. Using these creatures to capture all non-hemophage beings and wipe out any that resist."

        "What do they plan on doing with the captured?"

       "They plan on putting them in a Blood Farm where they can take as much blood as they need when they need it. We do have a little something on our side though."

        When the words 'Blood Farm' left my lips everyone seems to understand the weight of the situation. "How do you know that's their plan?! What could we possibly have on our side?"

        "I was captured by the leader of the rebellion and tortured by him. As he tortured me he wanted to gloat about the things he planned on doing that I couldn't stop. My brothers are hemophages and once I tell them that I am in fact alive I'm sure I can get them to rally more hemophages that are not under the influence of the rebellion to help us." A few of them look very skeptical about my brothers, "Also, instead of putting out an S.O.S, stab on sight, for me they put out a capture order for me."

        The high warrior of my home tribe stands, "Why would your brothers not know you're alive?"

      "About three years ago I was in a fight that I shouldn't have lived through so I faked my death and I have just recently let people know I am in fact alive."

        "MOMMY!" Sarah runs in and hugs my leg. I pry her off my leg and tilt her head so that I can see her face.

        Her face is tear stained and I see Raja walk to and stand in the doorway. "What is it, honey?"

         "I fell...." She shows me her skinned knee and elbows and her cut hands. I wave my hand over her wounds and she watches as they heal, "Daddy said you were busy....I'm sorry."

        "It's okay, honey."

        She smiles, "Your....brother wants to see you."

        Cocking my head to the side I look out the window, she's pointing to, to find Michel standing there. "Well, go open the window and tell him he can enter."