Don't Forget the Star

Original Chapter 1

"Milady's you should be getting ready for the party tonight!" Luca, our attendant insisted-again. Felicitá, or Fel for short, turned and snapped at him "We will go when we finish our rounds." "But Milady..." I spun around on the heel of my boot, my hands on my hips "Put a sock in it Luca!" With that Fel and I walked off, followed by the rest of our team. Luca stood there his mouth agape.

Unfortunately this wasn't the only quirk in today's patrol.

Fel and I perked up at the sound of screeching tires. I prepped myself by lowering into a fighting stance alongside the rest of my team. A green car sped around the corner of the cobblestoned street; the passengers were all men in suits with guns. To my surprise I heard Libertá's amused voice ring out from above us. "Found you!" I looked up in time to see Libertá jump from a rooftop onto the front of the car.

What in the world does he think he's doing? "Idiot..." Nova stepped out from around the street corner, muttering and looking disapprovingly at the blonde boy. "Nova!" Fel called out. "Felicitá, Cettina." Nova nodded at us in acknowledgment. "Libertá, don't move!" Debito's voice drew my attention back to the problem at hand. Debito stood in the middle of the street, hand guns drawn and aimed at the car. Shots rang out and all of the men excluding the driver fell from the car. To this day I am still impressed with his aim.

Then came the booming voice of Dante "Libertá jump!" He turned around to see Dante and his eyes widened as he bailed from the car. The bald man pulled the trigger of his weapon (it looked like a large rocket launcher) and the car erupted in flames and flying bits of metal. To my relief I noticed that Pace had arrived and caught Libertá as he escaped the car wreckage.

Now Luca, Fel, Nova and I sprang into action chasing down the driver. He ran through the crowd of bystanders but Luca cut him off. He stood there, his knives glinting menacingly. Nova, Fel and I came in from his other sides. We expected him to surrender but he rushed at Fel. Before I could throw my knives Nova drew his sword and sliced the drivers' suit to shreds. Not one of Nova's strikes touched his skin.

"I surrender..." The man fell to his knees. People cheered and I slipped my knives back into their holders on my leg and Nova sheathed his sword. "Well that settles it." Dante came up beside Fel and I. "Dante, what are we going to do about the car?" Fel asks, looking towards the mess of car and flames. Nova groans and face palms. I groan as well, how were we supposed to clean that up? Much to my delight our team said that they would take care of the car and the driver. With that Fel and I head back to the mansion, much to Luca's delight.

~~~Later~~~

"Milady, you can't go to the party like that!" protested one of the maids. She clutched a red dress that she was hoping Fel would wear. "You mustn't!" cried the second. This one held a pastel yellow dress that I cannot picture Fel wearing-ever. "This isn't just some ordinary party!" protested the third. There was a knock on the door "Milady's, everyone is waiting for you two." Good timing

I hoped up off Fel's bed and opened the door. Luca's face fell when he saw the two of us. Both of us wore what we usually did. Fel had her black jacket over a white shirt and black tie, her short black skirt and high heeled black boots and her single white glove. Her red hair was tied back with two black ribbons. I donned a similar black jacket over a white dress shirt but I kept the sleeves rolled up. I wore a tie but mine was silver and matched my dull, silver fingerless gloves. Like Fel I had a black skirt and tall black boots but without the mid-thigh socks that Fel wore. I tied my light brown hair back with a single silver ribbon. The maids had given up years ago at trying to get me to wear a dress but Luca had not. He couldn't get it through his thick skull that that the only time I had ever worn a dress was to my mother's funeral.

"Milady's!" He protested. "What's the matte Luca?" Fel asked, cocking her head to the side. "You're not attending the party in those clothes are you?" "Yes." I answered coldly. "You musn't! Today is---" I cut him off "Papa's birthday, right?" Fel ignored Luca and called her owl "Let's go Fukulota."