Target (Complete)

Target 14

"I am not a seventeen year old girl. I actually just turned twenty-six, I think... yesterday? I haven't kept track of the days recently. Lucian and I are running on about five hours of sleep for the past two days, and we both just got shot at his house. I am Alex Parker the Deathdealer." She said while holding his hands. 

She'd had him sit next to her. Him kneeling in front of her, like she was a fragile little thing that needed to feel safe--from him--made her uncomfortable. 

He was quiet for a minute. Everyone was. Declan's face was a mixture of amazement, and disbelief, combined with a hint of hurt. 

His brows furrowed. Questioning what she said. He let go of her hands. "You're a Deathdealer? The Deathdealer?" He sounded like she took the last of her declarations as a joke. 

"Yeah." She said. She wanted to add 'duh' at the end. 

Lucian could tell she wanted to add 'duh' at the end. "That's the part you can't get behind? Her fooling everyone into thinking she was a cute underage senior in High School seems totally normal, but her being able to kill you with a spoon, which she can--I've seen her do it--is harder to swallow?"

Declan was impressed. "That is, like the coolest thing I've ever heard. Dude you gotta teach me that." He said to Alex, in awe. His crush had immediately turned to heroistic-adoration. 

  "But you're a girl... " Finn started to say. 

Now it was Alex's turn to look at him in and raise an eyebrow disbelief. She did not like his comment. At all. 

Lisa rolled her eyes. "Don't bother, I already asked, and she said no."

Declan turned to her. "Wait, you knew? And you didn't tell me?" He was a little hurt. 

"Dude, I just found out like half-an hour ago. And it's still hard to swallow." 

"Oh." He said simply. 

"I think it's best if you start from the beginning. Both of you." Finn looked hard at them both. The look he gave to students he'd catch red-handed. 

So Alex told him her story. An edited version. Not the hard parts of her childhood, or her teenage years. She skipped over those, going directly into what cases made her be noticed by the right people, after her father died. She didn't mention the circumstances of how she met Lucian. He wouldn't be able to stomach that. Lucian himself barely could remember those with out filling himself with rage and disgust. She talked about some of her hard missions. To Finn, those were unimaginable--and he could hardly believe them. She went at length as to why she had come to his school, her stay, her surveillance on him. That made him blush, a little subtle, on the surface. He composed himself quiet fast, thought. She talked about Lucian, how it took them both by surprise to find themselves at such random place. How she got shot. He grimaced at the gory details of the last part, for which Alex sent Lisa and Declan to the kitchen for a snack. She didn't want them to hear that part. 

After she fined her tale. He was quiet for minute, discerning the facts. "So you can actually accept my advances..."

"That's what you get from everything she told you?" Lucian asked him, questioning his sanity. 

"Lucy, give us a minute." She asked him, sighing heavily.

Finn turned to Lucian, his eyes turning yellow again. "You're her friend Lucy?" He was almost fuming again. "The friend who was about to sleep in her room, on her floor, is she didn't go with you?" 

He looked at him smugly. "I didn't have to. She spent the week at my house." 

Finn was about to lounge at him.