A Missed Shot

Chapter Five

Stunned, her mouth agape, Destiny struggles to process the information. Stuttering, she manages out "I have a sister?"

Ignoring this, The Overseer's silhouette appears back on screen and resumes as if nothing happened. "Ellie is making a speech to her underlings Wednesday evening in Miami, Florida. It'll be held here, in the Villa Vizcaya, on the top floor. Here are the blueprints. Now you already know, our organization is quite expanded. There's a base not too far in the basement of the Freedom Tower. Head there first and establish contact with the leader there. He'll not only provide you with further information regarding the assassination, but he will grant you false identity in order for you to get past security surrounding the area.

"Once past the outside security, you'll need to make your way into the basement. That's where you'll be able to enter through the ventilation system and make your way to the top floor without being seen. And when you get there, you'll be right above your target and you'll take her down. Questions? Comments? Concerns?" There's a long, awkward pause. Destiny yearns to ask so much more but nothing comes out of her mouth. "Glad we're clear. It's 10:30 in the morning. If you want to be on time for everything scheduled ahead of you for the next few days, you need to move now. I'll plot some coordinates on your visor and comm. Head there now."

"And when I get there?" Destiny asks, her voice dry again.

"It will all be self-explanatory."

Destiny takes a glance at Scarlet and they meet eye contact. Going to hug her, Scarlet backs away. "No need for a goodbye. Our paths will cross once more. Trust me."

"Whatever you say." Destiny mutters under her breath. Hastily, she dashes up the stairs and opens the door, clasping the amulet around her neck. She's greeted by pouring down rain with cackles of thunder and lightning. She chuckles while yanking up her leather hood, "Just my kinda weather." Destiny has always had a lust for any sort of precipitation. She emerges out of the woods and barges into her house. The place is trashy, with claw marks all on the walls. "Oh great. Another wolf raid." Feeling the marks on the walls, she also realizes the place smells of wet fur. "Hmm. Must've been recent."

Destiny goes to draw her bow and arrow. She's ready to fire. The first floor is clear. Heading upstairs, she also notes the second floor hasn't been touched. She focuses again. The beating down rain from outside quiets down. She hears little scratches from down below in the basement. Followed by another. And another. She estimates there are about half a dozen wolves in her basement.

"Let's do this." she mutters to herself.

Getting to the top of the staircase leading into the basement, she doesn't make a sound, as creaky as the stairs are. Scar wasn't kidding when she said I was a master of stealth. It's pitch black dark and she and the wolves can't see a thing. Suddenly, her eyes burn. She can see everything and their past movements. She follows the path one of the wolves took. Walking past a mirror, she notices she can't see her own reflection. All that was visible was a blue splotch in the middle, which she assumed to be her amulet.

She heads further into the basement where she begins to hear the whimpers and snarls of wolves. What the hell is goin on? She opens the door slowly and the wolves perk up, all of them baring fangs. Six wolves in her basement. Against one girl.

One lunges up at her face and as quick as lightning, Destiny shoots an arrow in its throat. It passes through the body, out of its rear hole and into the eye of another wolf standing behind. Another wolf pounces onto her but she's too slow so she holds out her bow in front of her face. She's on the ground and the only thing separating her and the wolf is her bow, the wolf's jaws locked onto it. She draws her dagger and implants it into the wolf's head.

Destiny quickly gets back on her feet and regains her orientation. Three down. She's practically unarmed at this point. Another wolf lunges at her. She ducks, turns around and roundhouses the same wolf. Bones can be heard, being shattered on impact. She swings at another with her fist. It comes into contact with its huge head, bringing it down to the ground. The teeth in the wolf's mouth shatter and blood sputters out. Turning around quickly, she faces the last wolf, her facial expression bearing that of a psychotic killer, building a drive from bloodshed. This wolf was scared out if its mind, she could tell by the look in its eyes, but it didn't back down. Destiny's gut was beginning to burn and there was a sharp pain in her chest. Not this again. Letting out a grunt, with an expression of agony on her face, she glances up. Destiny's doppelganger was there in front of her, walking up to the wolf.

It kicks the wolf right in the jaw, sending it flying through the door, splinters covered its body. The doppelganger slowly approaches the downed wolf, grabs it by both sides of its head, and snaps its neck.

The doppelganger walks back towards Destiny and fades away as it approaches, as if to get back inside of her. The bright light that was once in her amulet fades again.