ITERATION TWO.
[Canary status report]
"Permission to report details head one".
[Permission granted]
"The mission has begun, a group of six elites are headed your way. Amongst them, the asset."
[Good job Canary, I hope you weren't discovered].
She hissed at the idea of being discovered, what did the third eye take her for. She had spent all her years in Kendricks , no one absolutely no one knew the grounds better than she did.
"I urge that this is the last time you doubt my capabilities third eye, I am the pinnacle of this mission, don't underestimate me". She warned her superiors.
[Is that a threat]. The voice crept out of the wooden rune script.
"I believe you know the answer to that, mind how you talk to me."
[You forget your place child.]
"I didn't forget, you just lost your sense of respect for your partner. And I'm duly reminding you, don't underestimate me. Over and out."
She finalized her speech. She quickly placed the script in her sash.
She looked down at the distance between her and the tiled grounds of Kendricks . Today was the day, the festival of the undead. The cover of the parade at Stanford would really help the mission a lot. She just had to pick a costume. And what better costume to pick than the black canary uniform she wore at the moment.
On her face laid a black mask with a pointed beak line that demonstrated the beak of a canary. The mask covering a certain ratio of her face, she wore canary adornments on her ears and hair. Covering her entire body with an overall black coat, the badge stood firm from her left breast pocket.
The black canary stood firm and vicious.
She peered down to the ground from where she stood.
Thud.
She Landed gracefully on her feet.
"Ever the bird I see " Lord Aldwin said admiring the landing technique and precise jump.
She pursed her lips, did he discover her, no that wasn't it. Aldwin was far to naïve. If anything he admired everyone.
"I am the white canary after all." She said.
"And well today you chose black. What's the occasion?" Aldwin said. She looked at him directly as if hesitating to talk. She never thought she'd be asked something like that. The question came out of the blue, but nevertheless it wasn't something she couldn't handle.
"My family is over at Stanford , and I heard today is the day of the undead, so I'm dressed for the occasion." She replied.
"The elites are working a case there as we speak. It would be better if you go. You'd cover for them if they slip up." He said. She grinned at him. That was not the plan or the excuse, but well Aldwin had given her clearance to operate on her own. The taka of lies plans before, suddenly drifted to the wind, an evil smirk grew on her lips.
"Yes of course. That's the plan, I had that planned all along, if you don't mind I'll have to take my leave." She said.
"Let's talk about us....."
Us, really like right now.
"Aldwin now is not the time, or the place...I'll be seeing you." She said cutting him off for good. Aldwin could only gawk at her in awe. He tucked his hands into his velvet jacket and began to ponder. He realized he had been gone for so long, somehow the thought of her finding someone else increased his heart beat. He promised forever, but now it seemed like never.
"Five years." He whispered to himself. The exact amount of time he had been away. Five years he'd seen a lot of women, but was never attracted to one, more formally we would think he is gay. But no that wasn't it. Lady Rosella was the lady to bring light into his dark life.
Let's just say Aldwin had a very difficult childhood. At age five, he was candidate for the rising stars among the hunters, his parents Mr and Mrs Campbell were very delighted with their son and of course his sister, Mikasa Campbell. You think about the names I wonder.
'Aldwin's mom was middle eastern, whilst his dad was an English man. As you could guess his mom did the naming. Aldwin's life seem to go perfectly fine, every time he came home for performing well, he was awarded a medal of honor by his senior sister for the efforts he put into his training. He would hang each medal on a post board, showcasing his achievements to any one he seemed to cross into his territory. But then life struck Aldwin.
On a winter solstice. The sky loomed with thunder claps and flashes of lightening. They cloud began to cry down at the earth for its numerous atrocities. The tear drops began trickling down his window as he admired the outside world from his enclosed room.
He could here little violent voices from the parlor. He immediately got to his feet, and left the room following the path the voices resonated from.
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Hunters - the scarlet orb
Viễn tưởng"Who are you." he asked, his vision still blurred from his millennia sleep, he was helped to his feet, he looked around for a while, he noticed five people infront of him. Swords drawn, engulfed in elemental magic. "Brother it is I,not in the flesh...
