Chichester Mansion

Intuition

All great men are gifted with intuition. They know without reasoning or analysis, what they need to know.

- Alexis Carrel 

Éclair's POV

The confusion I'm feeling is nowhere near the pain in my heart when I saw his hand covered in bandages.

"Why?" a sound of whisper was all that came out from me.

"I have sworn to protect you with all my life, my lady and mistress. You should not worry about me." I sobbed when he said those words.

"Are you an imbecile?! You do not get yourself killed by your own master! You don't catch a bullet with one hand and disappear like thin air! I..." almost took away your life.

He was so close to my field of vision, it got me scared but there was no way of discontinuing the paralysis process. If I stopped, bullets will pass through, hitting all of him. Moreover, breaking the process in the middle would make the heart of the terrorists stop from beating within the next minute. The paralysis process has to be at least five minutes without blinking my eyes.

"Forgive me for this your grace."

Raven who must have noticed the discomfiture I was feeling, dragged me to bed, covered both of us with his comforter and made me lie down on his right arm.

"What are you-" he covered my eyes with his right hand.

"Please have a rest lady Éclair. I know how exhausted you are. The eyeglasses would release an electric shock if your chester exceeds from the needed amount of strength."
He's right about that.

Flabbergasted with his action, my heart beat became faster than its normal rate. The feeling of wanting to escape from his ensnarement was there but it betrayed my reason and I stayed in his arms until I fell right asleep.

-

"Alright listen up. General Smith is in the South to lead the soldiers in protecting civilians from a strike against a business mogul who's powerplant exploded killing thousands of affected individuals. Until then I am in charge here."
A middle aged man in his army uniform summoned the four of us in the office. It's Sunday today that's why I had to come. If there's no class then there's work.  How great. I wonder how my life could get any busier than this.

"By the way, I'd like to congratulate your team for the success of your first mission as a group."

"...."

He got nothing from us. I mean what reaction does he expect?

"Clap your hands." he told us and we obeyed except the great Aljean.

"Agent Al, I said clap your hands." he said to him sternly.

Nothing. No response. He even fell asleep on my lap... now this is how you proceed with an awkward informal meeting. "Huh. Sleep addict." I complained.

Blue tried to get Al away from me but he snaked his hands on my belly, locking me up to him.

"Al!" Blue shouted and the  rest of the men just sighed. The chief then cleared his throat and presided the meeting.

"Your new assignment involves women." he started.

"Women?" asked blue. His eyes sparkled and energy rushed through his adrenaline. A life has been born inside him like a fire ignited by the mere mention of the prettier genus.

"Yes Blue. Women. A lot of them. Now let me finish..here are the photos from the forensics department."

"It has been three weeks since a group of female high school students were reported lost for one single reason."