ΣΙΓΜΑ and Avengers Phase I

Chapter Εξι (Six)

"I am not going to let you turn yourself in!" Troy yells and Lauren rolls her eyes. She unfolds her arms and turns around, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"I can't just let them kill him!" Lauren turns back around to face Troy.

"We can figure something out. We can make a plan-" Troy is cut off by Lauren.

"NO MORE PLANS!" Lauren smashes her fist against the table and the room becomes eerily quiet. "All of our plans have failed! Stealing the cases, planting the bombs...hell, we couldn't even get to our destination the second time without getting caught. They're always a step ahead of us."

A couple moments of silence pass before Troy decides to speak again. "That's not true." Lauren looks at him confused, and he continues. "When we were trying to shake off the car, I told you to create an illusion. That was a plan, and it worked."

Lauren shakes her head and goes to the front door, but Troy's voice stops her. "I trusted you twice." The blonde doesn't turn around but she pauses, so Troy takes this chance to try and convince her. "He is my best friend. Of course I wouldn't want them to kill Luke, but I can't have them take you either. I care about you, Lauren. There has to be another way. There's always a way. I trusted you twice, and now I need you to trust me just this once."

Lauren slowly turns around and folds her arms over her chest. "I care about you too. You're all I have left...you and Luke."

Troy picks up Lauren's spear and tosses it to her. "Then we have to make sure we create this plan correctly."

***

Luke currently sits on the floor of the harbor with his hands bound behind him. Two L.I.G.H.T. Agents stand in front of him while two stand behind him. He looks at one of their watches and it reads 11:58.

"I told you she wouldn't come. You're wasting your time." Luke sighs. He doesn't blame Lauren or Troy at all, but he had a little hope in his heart that they would come for him.

"It just proves she doesn't care for you." The man, who Luke found out was the one who killed Lauren's father, speaks up, turning around and stepping toward Luke.

"Or that my friend wouldn't let her come." Luke tries to settle his fast heartbeat. The man comes closer and Luke can make out all his distinguishing features. He looks to be older than the average age of his own trio. Maybe around his early thirties. His hair is black and thick with white tips showing. His face is scruffy, like he doesn't know how to properly shave. He is very tall and muscular, and he looks more intimidating when he holds his weapons as he's doing right now. He holds a chained ball in one hand and a silver dagger in the other. His eyes are a cold and dark blue, which is enhanced in the moonlight. He wears a thin but sturdy vest with black pants and a belt that houses two more daggers and a couple of those light orbs. These light orbs though, seem to be a bit different than the ones Lauren explained to Luke.

The man, not having yet revealed his name, squats down to be level with Luke. "Some friend you have then. Giving you up in order to save a girl he just met a week ago, while he's known you for almost his whole life."

"And what would you know about friendship?" Everyone pauses and turns toward the voice. Through the darkness of the night, Luke can just make out the bright blue sigma symbol and Lauren's shining, blonde hair waving in the wind.

The head Light Agent stands up, a cocky grin highlighting his face, and walks toward Lauren. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet the daughter of the famous Eric Thompson. The man who refused to help us synthesize our solidified light."

All the L.I.G.H.T. Agents laugh, but Lauren tries to change the subject. "I'm here, so let Luke go."

"Of course. I'm always a man of my word." The head L.I.G.H.T. Agent nods his head toward the four guards and they make Luke stand up. Instead of taking the metal chains off his wrists, they clasp something else onto them. "You never said where to let him go. I hope he can swim."