Tale of a Garden

Chapter 2: The Prusader

Ah Today seems so peaceful....even more so if I didn't have a entire company trying to recruit me once again.

My mind seems to be two separate beings.
One side wants me to stay here and tend to the garden just like I promised mother, while the other side wants me to join and give in to my cravings.
Ugh I hate the battle that's happening inside of me.
I feel like my personality is split into two separate beings.
The Goodness of me that hold mothers promise tight is the true Benjamin.
While the evilness of me wants to be free once more and take hold of the Storm.
Those two side create who I am
Benjamin Storm.

I need to clear my mind......maybe if I water the flowers it'd clear my thoughts.

I walk toward the hose when I noticed a tall slimed woman with the darkest clothes I've ever seen near the gates of the garden.

I swear to my mother, if she insults my garden she's gonna get the hell she deserves.

I walk away, with the hose in my hand, to the roses first. They need the water to maintain their beauty.

Good thing I thought of this its quite actually peaceful....I just wish that the Agent Madam would stop staring at me.

I started to apply water to the soil around the stems of the roses.
Watching as the ground thirstily drinking up the water.
Until I hear footsteps coming close to me.

My god...for the appearance like a twig she sure does way a ton........I hope I don't come off rather rude..wait what am I say that'd be perfect.

"Excuse me sir?"

Why do they seem so polite at first?
If I make the wrong decision they get all bitchy.

"Sir? Are you okay?"

I turned my head from where I was looking at the roses, to stare at the Agent.

I nod my head,"Yes I'm quite fine...thank you."

The Agent hesitated before speaking.
"Are you Benjamin Storm by any chance?"

Why yes I am, but who the fuck is asking.
"Yes I'm Benjamin."

She takes out a badge out of her shirt.

I bet she puts the badge in her bra.

I look at the name and it read:
Agent Nicole Jackson

"I'm special Agent Jackson
and my job here is to recruit you back to the U.U.B."

How fucking fantastic...wait what does U.U.B stand for again?

"Um excuse me Agent Jackson, but I couldn't help but forget what U.U.B stands for."

She groaned and rubbed her face careful not to mess her perfected makeup.
"It's stands for United Under Bloodshed."

"Oh... so your Agency is still trying to get me to join again?"

Miss Jackson nodded as if she taught a toddler to say momma.
"Yes that's right."

I pointed the hose that was still in my hand at her, put it in full blast and soaked her wet.

"A simple no would have been better."
Jackson said as she squeezed her hair of water.

I laughed at her
"Sorry sweetheart but you should know that I don't work that way."

Agent Jackson sighs.
"I knew I had this coming when I agreed to try and make you come back."

"Then why did you accept the task of trying to retrieve me?"

Jackson shrugged as if all the words left her mouth.

"Well I guess you should be leaving now."

Agent Jackson opened her mouth once more
"Just in case you change your mind."

She hands me a business card for the U.U.B.

"Oh and also I love the way your garden look."
Agent Jackson walked away, her figure getting smaller and smaller the further she got away.

Why did she give me a card? I'm never changing my mind.....right?