White Lies

Part 1: Chapter 11

Marco's POV:

   Axel.. Oh my gosh, Axel. I swear to our holy goddess Artemis..

   I'm going to throw him off the fucking Empire State building.

Axel's POV:

   Wow, this is fun.

Marco's POV:

   After managing to pin the fucker down, I looked to Thomas, who had a little smirk, "What're you smiling a-". Axel's arms ripped from my grasp, wrapped around my waist and threw me onto my back. I groaned, Thomas slightly gasping, "Hey! B-Be gentle!"

   Axel looked to him, "Hm? The monster's telling me to be gentle?"

   I don't know why, Axel usually made snarky comments like that and I was used to it, but this time, I couldn't help but to feel a little mad, "And you be nice".

   "Eh?", his gaze went to me, "Ah, oh, I see". A grin plastered over his face, looking to Thomas, "Sorry Tommo".

   "T.. Tommo?..", Thomas looked a little off-put.

   I decided it was time for Axel to quit bugging him. I got up, slipping my arms under his and lifted him, "Thomas. Get his feet". Axel squirmed, but made no real effort to escape, letting Thomas grab him and we carried him out. Mid-way out the door, that's when I heard..

   "I expected more from you, Marco".

   I looked over, seeing a tall woman, her pale figure was curvy, her stare from her seemingly radiant icy blue eyes digging into me. Her brunette hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail. Standing behind her, she was accompanied by a slightly tanner man. He had the body type that was thin, yet still muscular. His sandy-colored short hair was capped by none other than.. A milkman hat. His eyes were gentle despite their dead-looking color. What the color was, was pretty much pure white, or some may argue, an extremely tinted silver. Though, you could still see the silvery ring of the outside his iris, the limbus, separating it from his sclera.

   They wore completely white business-like attire, any accessories were black. Completely monotone.

   Smith and Cow.

   Diana Smith and Cecil Cow, to be exact. Cousins. The head of Artemis.

   I spoke up, "I-It's not me, ma'am. It's Axel. He came barging in, we're simply removing hi-". She lifted a hand.

   "Surveillance shows otherwise. You let him in and started messing around. I thought you were more mature than that".

   "A-Ah.. Mm..", my protests fell, "Yes ma'am.."

   She looked to Axel, going to say something, but sighed. Everyone knew Axel all too well. She waved us off, "Get to bed. Now". Axel stood up straight, saluting her, and turned, trotting off down the hall.

   I yanked Thomas back into his room.

   He looked scared.. And I hated the sight, "Don't worry. Those two.. They're in charge of this service.

   "I-I'm sorry", Thomas's head fell, "You got in trouble.."

   I perked up, "Oh, no.. Don't worry about it, it wasn't anything too serious. Plus it's Axel's fault".

   He had a reluctant nod.

   It went quiet. I shook my head, starting to gather up the dishes, "Here, help me with this, then you can get to bed". He did as told.