The Dark Stranger

Betrayed

"The Dark Stranger" © VeGirl 2014

"Aoleon, what are you talking about?" I stand there looking at the girl as if she has lost her wits completely.

"Did you really think that I came to this godforsaken place to find love?" Her tone has completely changed now. "I was assigned to befriend you to take you both out," she snarls.

"Get in line!" Vincent says bitterly.

I look between the both of them with my mouth opening and closing. How could I have been so utterly, utterly stupid?

"Why?"

"We are facing a change in regime and the two of you are threatening our way."

Ire rise in me like it would in a volcano and I felt that pop that had made Damian fall backwards with force; the same one now puts Aoleon on her back on the ground.

"What in God's name...?" Surprised she scrambled to her feet. "What was that?"

"Did you think I would come freely?"

"Who are you to come here and threaten us?" Vincent doesn't have the cocky humour shining between his words as I have. "Get out of here or I will personally gladly kill you," he snarls.

I take a step forward. "Aoleon, I thought you were my friend! How could you just pretend to be?"

Her face that uses to have a naive friendliness has changed. Her upper lip curls disdainful. "You think you are so important; purebreed." Her eyes have an icy glare. "And you speak of equality...?"

In this duel at dawn I am unaware of Vincent who discretely is talking in a phone until Aoleon catches him.

"What are you doing?"

"Calling the security team, of course."

"I thought cellphones didn't work in here." I turn surprised at him.

"This isn't a cell." He holds it up. "It's more of a walky talky."

"Oh..."

He shakes his head slightly to rid himself of the distraction. "Anyway, you can't come in her and threaten us, we have enough on our mind!"

"You think your inconsequensal life here is of any meaning?" Aoleon almost spit out with an additional laugh. "There are more important things at stake here."

Suddenly people burst out of the old monastery to assist us and while they file out and surround us, something pop's like I have done for defence. Aoleon has suddenly disappeared.

"Where the fuck did she go?" I call out while stumbling forward to the spot right in front of me from where she has evaporated. "How did she do that?"

Everybody looks just as surprised as I and Vincent are.

"I noticed her wander around the house as if she was looking for something, but I couldn't figure out what," a man calls out.

"I saw her wander off along this road." He points to the road leading out of there. "When I called for her she pretended she was lost."

"Pretended?" someone else asks.

A cacophony of voices calls out different things they have observed while others start to worry what is going on. It is impossible to separate the different observations or clues as to what has been going on.

"Hey!" I call for attention to no avail. "Hey listen! We have to assign someone to gather information, okay?" I manage to get them to listen and surprisingly efficiently we have some kind of observation central and a security centre organised.