The Mind Games

Destination "Chaotic"

I switched on my TV and wasn't disappointed one bit ,
the news was spreading like Fire,
I couldn't help but smirk when I saw the Infamous Nicky Benedict all over the place , at the same time I hated absolutely everyone for "Faking it" vouching for her goodness, making her look like some Warrior Princess.
She was none of that,
she was Shallow with nothing but an oh so pretty face,
her death was justified in every way,
whether people admit it or not!!
Who Am I you ask??
well for the time being u can call me
" the Dark Prince"
sounds a bit Cliche?
so be it
I don't care
just know one thing ,
I strive for justice and achieve it too in my own twisted way
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Time is of great value
I hurdled my team in and briefed them of the situation,
they were all co-operative,
I asked my friend and partner Zach to take over DC and headed towards the aerodrome ,
a Duffel bag in my hand, I m usually traveling all the time so my essentials are usually already packed
."things are moving and they are moving very fast here"
echoed in my mind as I boarded my plane and read the various paper cuttings and other notes I had jotted down so far regarding" Nicky Case "
as I took my seat, no one seemed to have occupied the adjacent seat yet, much to my relief I didn't want any distractions that is when She came in,all the heads turned automatically,
I have to admit she was prettier than what she looked on tv.
The Ace Journalist Rosalie Bradford,
but I so didn't want her to sit next to me, I rather wanted to concentrate on my work at hand.
Plus the girl had the guts to give some nasty comments about me in a so called" Page 3 party" held in honour of a Freak ,teenagers are crazy about these days, some new teenage pop singer.
I was only there because my team had been recruited for safe guarding that brat by his concerned parents.
~~
It seemed to be a typically bad day for me,
I had to rush out as soon as possible.
I just had time to grab my already packed bag and leave and when I say it was bad,
I really mean it,
half way through, I broke my sandal and I am supposed to be a public figure of sorts because at the end of the day everyone watches news on TV these days,
it was so embarrassing to walk ,
rather run barefoot with my broken sandals in my hands and a dozen heads turned towards you.
I wanted to scream aloud "Cant I have some privacy"
but I just couldnt.
I made my way to the aerodrome and realized that I had almost missed the flight.
I ran like crazy only to realize that I was sharing my seat with the Hot Shot Dan - The PI
I had so conveniently bashed just last week...What a start!!!