19th Century Princess, 19th Century Tramp

Chapter 6

I bought two tickets, to Essex. I knew it wasn't far enough for Victoria to be safe, so I would have to see if there were any trains further away from Essex. I highly doubted it. "Scotty, where are we going?"

"Far away. I'll explain later." I grabbed her hand and we boarded the train to Essex. "So," I said as we sat down in the crowded middle class area, "I'll tell you why and where we are going now." Victoria leaned in slightly in what seemed like curiosity, "When I lived in Scotland, my family were tight for money, so I joined an institute that some of my friends were in, the institute didn't have a name, it was just known as 'the institute'. This institute gave me jobs, terrible jobs, that I regret now, so much-"

"What jobs?"

"We were forced to be assassins." I heard Victoria let out a small gasp, "I hated this job so much, that I ran away from it, from everything, made a new life. Thinking they would forget about me. Then I met you, and my life was better, I had something to look forward to. But they didn't forget me, they contacted me again, asking me to do another job."

"Who did you have to kill?"

"I declined this offer, although the sum of money was ridiculous, because I would have had to kill you."

"Oh.."

"But when I refused, I knew they would send someone else to come find you. But I didn't expect it to be this soon, I got approached today, when you left, by a friend, Terrance, he is the new agent that has been told to kill you. That is why we left so suddenly. We are going to Essex, then walking further away, further up North, maybe catching a ferry to a foreign country if we can afford it." Victoria nodded and yawned, I glanced at the clock at the end of the carriage we were in, 9:30 pm, "Go on, you go to sleep, I'll wake you up when we arrive."

"Okay, goodnight Scotty."

"Goonight Victoria." And with that she fell asleep.

Victoria moved quite a lot in her sleep, I found out. She fell asleep with her head resting on my shoulder and when we arrived in Essex, she was curled up on my lap. "Victoria, Victoria wake up, we're here." I shook her shoulder gently, "Mmhmm? Oh, okay." Her eyes widened at where she was and she practically leapedoff of my lap onto the seat beside me. "Careful there, Princess. You don't want to hurt yourself."

"Are we here?"

"Yes."

"Come on then!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. We ran off of the train and looked around at our surroundings. There were lots of shops and places to dine. I felt out of place in the well dressed community in my torn, mucky trousers, stained shirt and ripped waistcoat. "Come on Scotty! Stop gawking and lets go!" I blinked at Victoria and closed my mouth, which I noticed, was hanging open. We weaved in and out through the crowd of upper class people and came to a stop in an alleyway, "Why are we here?"

"Far too claustrophobic, I just need a rest." Victoria looked at me, her face was white as snow and her eyes were wide and dark, "Victoria, are you alright?" I had barely finished my sentence before Victoria pushed a bunch of her hair in my hand, bent over and viciously threw up at my feet. When she stood up, I handed her a slightly greasy napkin from my waistcoat pocket and she wiped her mouth with it. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that."

"It's ok, Victoria. All I want to know is, are you alright?" I knew that the institute would do anything to get their targets killed, I once had to poison someones drink before, I didn't want that to have happened to her. She nodded weakly and grabbed my hand again. When we turned to walk out of the small alleyway, we were staring right into the barrel of a gun.