PHANTOM *On Hold*

"You aren't going to drop it are you?" He asks quietly.
"You know I can't do that." I reply in an equally soft voice. Percival's brow furrows and his eyes flick to the door behind me. He jerks his chin towards the hall and walks away from the meeting room. After we turn a corner he looks at me.
"You are going after him, aren't you?" I nod my head in silence. From behind me Elle taps my shoulder. I look back at her questioningly. Her eyes are alight with a fire I have only seen a handful of times in anyone. The kind of fire that can burn a city to the ground. Sparked by determination and rage, it is a fire that can drive a normal person to do extraordinary things. I know what she wants before she opens her mouth to speak.