Dante's story part 2

She went running into the halls, and the second the door shut behind her I felt like the worlds biggest ass. But why should I care? No one coddled or gave a damn about me why the hell should I care about them.

         Days went by one bleeding into another and yet I still did not hear from him, I spent most of my days reading whatever I could get my hands on, none of the organization members gave a damn so I came and went as I saw fit. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, then late one night three months later, I was awoken from a deep sleep, were I heard a thump thump thump coming down the stair ways, it sounded huge whatever it was, so I grabbed my claws from underneath my pillows and went to take a look I did not bother throwing on any clothes, so me in my black silk boxer shorts crept out into the hall way, there was not a sound it had died with the small creak of my door. Slowly I stalked down the corridor, were I saw a small light, shadows dancing like demons through the night.

         I got to were the light shone and peaked through, there was on the bed, a mangled body I had ever seen, I would have sworn a wild beast hunted and ate the man on the bed, his blood flowing onto the white sheets from neck and other injuries. The sight was so horrid, it took all my effort from re tasting my supper that night. But the most catching thing was when the body turned over and looked at me with such pain and agony and yet the same time a scene of peace as if this was a price that he would gladly pay. When that thought popped in my head I quickly threw it out, no one could truly be at peace while in such pain. And yet the proof stood right in front of me as gruesome as it was I still saw those all telling eyes.

         “My god sir what did they do to the dragon?” asked an unseen woman in a sharp yet some how soothing voice.

         “It is all right shyra he will live. He is strong, besides he has too much to live for.” said the grey haired organization boss. “Have you learned a lesson dragon?” the boss cooed as if trying to teach a toddler about not sticking there hands in an outlet.

         I quickly lifted my hand to my mouth, so that I would not let out the cry of no, how could this be the strong invincible warrior who had taught me so much in such a short time be like this? It was just possible. I quietly as possible snuck back to my room, went over to the basin and dunked my head in the water. And held my breath, the swirls of that man his image running rampant with my thoughts, it was enough to drive me crazy and a little crazy I am sure I became, because when I lifted my head out of the water slicked back my hair, the droplets glowing like gems in the moon light as they flew in all directions, I started to beat my fist on the floor, again and again, the visions of everyone I ever cared for went through my mind, I was a curse anyone that got close to me would be harmed, So there I sat into the night pounding my fist into the wood, breaking skin and peeling flesh and yet in my emotional turmoil the only emotion I lacked was the physical pain. Time slipped away from me, I did not know how long I stayed like that, just one day I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and looked and there was the man in my head, the teacher the advisor, and dare I say it the friend, no longer the lifeless body or the painful eyes, but strong and yet a piece of the man I once new was lost into the void a certain something, to this very day I still can’t put my finger on it. He took my hand and put it in a bowl of liquid that he brought in. it was cool and refreshing with a small tingle like an electric shock, when I pulled my hand out the water turned a purplish color from its clear state. I looked at him quizzically what kind of liquid could do that.

         He smiled and then putting the bowl aside, “Can you come with me?”

         I have not seen him in over three months and here he is acting as if we have only been separated for mere hours. How could he act so nonchalant? He looked as if mere death and yet here he was being so calm and collected, I just could not understand unto this day I still do not understand. When I did not respond right away, his eyes became cold so cold I could not even describe.

         “Well come if you want or stay I don’t give a damn.” His voice with a small tingle of pain.

         I began to walk after the man that was and still is as silent as shadows, I hate to sound corny but is as fast as the wind. He was half way down the hall when I even got to my feet. I began to chase after him five of my steps to one of his. He was not trying to loose me just walking with a predators gait. We were just going into a garage when we bumped into fric and frac. The two men that had originally had whipped dragon when I first joined the organization.

         “Watch where you are going.” They growled in unison.

         Dragon did not even so much as bother to stop he just looked up at them, sized them up and kept walking.

         “What’s the matter pretty boy, you like men?” they both laughed and slapped each other on the backs as if they had won a contest or something. Dragon did not even turn around to face them, he kept on walking and so did I. We went through a set of metallic doors and into this sleek silver room, with hundreds and thousands of cars and motorcycles. He walked to the left, and down a row of black cars everything from hummers to vipers to Cadillac’s. He stopped at a black viper glx, clicked a small button on a key chain he pulled back from his pants, and then opened the drivers side door and sat in the sleek silver leather seats. I slowly hesitantly walked my hand over the sleek handle of the door, its craftsmanship was such a work of art I could not believe that I could touch it I felt like I should have showered or something before even getting this close to this master piece. The sheak window rolled down and Dragon with black sunglasses looks out and says, “you coming?”

         “Yeah.” I said quickly lifting the handle and entering the car.

         Once in dragon started the car, put it in drive and slowly carefully exited the garage. Once the door was closed he truly opened up this cars true potential. We weaved in an out at over three hundred miles an hour, weaving through the traffic as if they were just leaves blowing in the wind. He kept up shifting faster and faster we went to an unknown destination. The sights bleeding into a whirl wind of fast color. I really don’t know how he drives that fast, or how he can do it all the while not getting caught, we passed to cop cars, and for that I have two theories. One they blinked, or two even if they tried chasing us they knew they were not even close to driving at the skill level of this man. We sat in silence, if you could call it that, I swear I have been in grave yards with more loud noises. The silence was deafening and yet I did not have the heart or the courage to start the conversation. The miles flew by and the minutes ticked away. When I was almost completely going to just turn on the radio to anything just for some noise, he hit the brakes and slid into the most perfect parallel park you ever have ever seen. Then he unbuckles and quickly steps out and starts to walk, towards some big iron gates. I quickly follow suit, and was shocked to what I had seen that lies between the those large forbidden gates.

         To walk inside was like walking into a dream. There were trees and flowers every where, of every shape and size. And in the center of this dream was a small pond with purple and blue water lilies, and ducks swimming and swirling in the water. And to the right was a small playground with children laughing and enjoying life. Dragon walked to the right towards the children, he got within 100 yards then turned to the right towards a cement bench, and sat down and put his head in his hands. I sat beside him, and just watched and tried to absorb the beauty of this peaceful place. I was so caught up in the beauty of the place that when he began to speak at first he sounded distant, and it was only when he said my name did I finally put meaning behind the sounds he was saying.

         “Dante, you are a good man, and you have a big heart. But you need to loosen up and take time to smell the flowers. You have so much power and pain bottled up inside you, it is partially my fault, I just taught to cover the bottle but that is only a temporary solution.” He said massaging his temples, before continuing, “What I did was unfair, but at the time necessary, I potentially turned you into a creature like I am, someone uncaring and virtually heartless. I am truly sorry can you ever forgive me?”

         What was he talking about he has done nothing but be a friend to me. What is all this nonsense of freezing my heart and I am turning into someone like him???? That would be a dream come true to have so much strength.

         “There is nothing to forgive.” I say stupidly, sense I really don’t understand, but he looks in so much pain I could not say nothing.

         “He then looks me directly in the and took of his sunglasses and his eyes became a blood red, and his voice got deep, and he said in a lower octave I have never heard him say before, “The pain you feel will one day be free, and it will either consume or un thaw your heart, but you have to be willing to take the risk and fight for what your heart desires most, it will react when the time comes and you will know.” His eyes changed back, he then puts his sunglasses back on, then says, “I have something I have to go do, why don’t you wait here and I will be back in a couple of hours, why don’t you stay here and think of what I said, I will be back before the sun sets, ok?” He said getting up and swirling his black leather jacket as he gets up and heads for the gate.

         Think about what? And what is this about brining me out here and leaving me? And who the hell does he think he is to tell me to stay and sit I am not a flipping dog. So I got up and followed at a safe distance, I am going to follow him, and then I am going to tell him were he could shove his orders. So he leaves the car and begins walking down the street, crosses the street onto ivy Avenue. Goes to 215 west leave Road and goes into this large brick building covered with ivy, he enters through the old rusted doors. I did not want him to know what I was doing, so I found the drain pipe, and I began to climb only you using my arms, sense I was trained by the Italian mafia boss to use more then what is more then necessary is a waste of energy that could be used for later. I climbed to the first floor, and all I saw was this sterilized doctors looking office, no one was there so I climbed up to the second floor and all I saw were hundreds of bunk beds all lined up in neat little roads. But still completely empty, I climbed up to the third floor, and there was toys strewn everywhere, and laughter, and a pile of children all on top of a black something. Then the black thing moved and laughed and just started to laugh and play. “OMG I have never saw anything so funny, it was the man, who only seconds ago told me that he was heartless. I can not believe it.”

         I opened the window, and go behind this young woman, can’t be older then 21 at best. I sneak up behind her, and say,” What is all this?” I asked quietly.

         She jumped before turning around and looking up into my eyes, and says “He is such a sweaty isn’t he? He spends so much time with his job, and yet he spends so much time and effort trying to keep these orphans from missing anything, he spends so much money to keep this place running, and all he asks is to spend time with the kids as often as he can. We originally thought he was just some pretty boy rich kid that just thought he could erase his Sin’s by spending time and money on children, and yet he isn’t, because he seems to enjoy himself, and with him around the air seems to become more at piece almost like his presence calms and sets us all at peace. It is just so odd.” She said with a smile.

         “Sure” I said lamely before walking up to him.

         He looked at me and yet he did not say anything, we spent three hours playing games and reading stories, before we had to leave.

         We walked back to the car, I just buckled up when he said, “Don’t tell anyone about this or I will make you pay.”

         “Why would I tell anyone about this?” I said nonchalant.

         “This is what I do, to try to be able to be tolerant to people and there emotions, I come here as often as I can and hang out with the children. Maybe you should try to find something like this so that you can unwind at times.” He said as we weaved back and forth through the traffic and back to the garage.

         We walked through the garage and when we were close to the living area we saw a giant mass of people, all gathered around this large box. We got closer and inside the box was the organization leader, the box was not a box but a coffin.

         Dragon ran up to the box, and demanded to know what happened. I stayed back fully knowing that it was not my place to get involved, hell I did not know the man in the least.

         “What the hell happened?” dragon roared pain obviously in his voice, it is pretty clear he cared for the old man.

         Fric and Frac answered, “He was on his way to his daughters birthday party when they just opened fired on his car.

         Dragon changed instantly, he became emotionless, and in that moment he went from a follower to a god I swore. But anyway he said, “So we are know taking orders form his daughter?” he said emotion gone from his voice.

         “Nope, we found this.” He said showing a manila envelope and throwing it to dragon. He quickly opens it and looks inside and begins to read this off whitish parchment. He read it slowly, and his hands began to ball as he scrunched up the parchment in his hands. I could not tell his face was blank, was he happy was he sad or angry, man this guy could make a fortune as a professional poker player.

After that day things began to change in a whirl wind, we quickly left Italy behind on a luxury cruise ship know as the queen of the ocean. Just me and dragon left, the others well lets just say they got swept up in the whirl wind and could not change, so they handed over a hell of a lot of money and supplies. Me I was amazed at everything, I went from being ignored and be-little by everyone except by dragon to respected and fear, anything I desired was handed to me, and yet I did not know what I want. I spent my time idly on the ships deck staring at the wind and waves wondering and waiting for what could possibly happen next. I did not hear him nor see him. The only thing that even had me know he was near was what can only be called his predatory aura, to women it said look but don’t touch, to men it was a challenge to take him on, and yet he was as cool and calm like a pool of water on a spring night. He spoke with the same smoothness.

“We dock in a days time, he says crisply as he walks over to the balcony were I am standing and leans his arms over the edge and looks out.

         “What then?” Is all I could ask for a sudden fear I had never known crept into my heart, a feeling as if once I stepped off this boat I would again be tossed a side like I would never bee needed again.

         He looks over at me with his blood red sunglasses, slowly lifts them off. And looks at me square in the eyes as if he is looking into my very soul.

         “I need to know something it is very important, he says solemnly into my eyes.

         “What?” I asked in complete shock.

         “Will you stay in this world we are apart of? Or do you wish to leave this life and be apart of the light? I can only give you this choice once. What ever you choose remember you have my blessing and I will help you any way I possibly can.”

         I could not have been more surprised if he had said once we dock I am going to kill you. At least if he had said that I would not have been shocked into such a stupor that all I could do was gap at him.

         “You have been my friend for so long, he says as he places the glasses back on, “It is only right that I give you a choice, which he then mumbles choices are very precious in the world we are in, they are more important then anything, to give one a choice is a coveted commodity.”

         I was chocked up with such emotions that I wasn’t sure if I could so much as speak. But as the seconds ticked by and he did not even move, as if he had given up his soul and the only way to move him from this stand still. It was as if his very existence seized in his offer.

         “Why would I want to leave this world were the impossible is possible, and I have known the darkness and be shown how to still see the light, yet never walk in it. How could I ask of anything more? I asked very quietly but strength from some were still unknown to me filled me with the likes I have never known. And I ended up barely screaming my reply.

         He looked at me, at the quick glance I could swore I saw a fang, but it quickly disappeared, then he said in a very deep voice, one day you will ask for more, and when that day comes I will do all in my power to make sure you keep it as well as get to remain were you so passionately wish to be.

         “If that is your final answer I have an assignment for you if you wish.” He said in his normal voice.

         “What is it?” I asked as if he had just offered me some treasure that has so much vale it is un countable.

         He hands me a folder and inside there is two names, Jared Caldwell, and Jamie Kalavaskan. Under the name of Jared was a whole list of things he has done, it seems he is a world renounced computer hacker with skills in many different areas, such as hacking and decoding. And as for Jamie, she is a weapon expert, who had been recently abducted by a gang in Chicago, it said of the location and maps as well as grids of ways to get to them undetected.

         “What do you wish me to do with them once I have found them?” I asked not sure what he was asking of me to do.

         “Once you find them bring them to me, I to am off to go track down two of my own. We will meet back at our new head quarters.” He said quietly.

         His words gave me so much strength, I think in the back of my mind I knew what he was doing and yet to this day what he did shocked and yet calmed me a little. Any way the day passed to quickly in my eyes, the sun gave way to its enchanting colors before sinking down behind the horizon, and the stars began sparkling like jewels on black silk.

         The sun came up and sadly so did was I. I was sleeping so soundly on cream colored silk sheets and downy soft pillows. And I was awoken by a knocking on the door. Bang bang bang. I was so sound asleep the person on the other end was going to pay. I opened the door, and there was an interesting looking kid holding some new clothes and a pair of black sunglasses and on top was a little morning card with the simple phrase happy hunting Demon Lord, signed the black dragon. The simple phrase left a smile on my face as I took the stuff from the kid closed the door, and changed and under the clothes was a black silk thong to tie up my hair, I just have to take some time to tell you I look dam good in leather, all right back to the story well after I changed I walked down the gang plank and onto the dock, the salty air and the sound of the seagulls was such a romantic smell, and sound but to this stay I still believe the best sound is the noise of the forest at night. Well after the few seconds to get my land legs back I was met by a limo. I got in, even though I was not use to the luxurious side of life but I guess with the dragon I was going to have to get used to it. We traveled over and hour and a half in the limo, and stopped in front of an apartment, in down town Boston, according to the file Jared lived on the third floor with his mother have to say it was quit hilarious if you think about it, supposedly the smartest technology mind in the world and he is still probably eating pizza pockets and watching startreck in his mothers house. Any way I walked into the apartment house and up the third floor apartment A. I knocked on the door, and this grey haired woman probably in her late sixties early seventies answered the door.

         “Can I help you?”

         “Yes does Jared Caulfield live here?” I asked as innocently as I could.

         “Jared your friend is here to see you. Come on in I am just pulling some cookies out of the oven.”

         “Thank you, but I must go soon.” I said and standing on the side of the door, crossing my arms and waiting as a rustling sound began to come from the door on the left, I knew what the moron was trying to do, and you will truly have to do more then climb out the window to escape me, so I close the door, walk down one flight of stairs, and open a window and walk out onto the ledge, and there is a six foot, brown haired man with green eyes climbing down the fire escape only using his hands, with a back pack formatted laptop. I just smile up at him, and wait till he gets even with me, still not paying attention I grab him by the shirt collar, and we get into it right there on the ledge, just a bunch of punches and kicks each blocking and neither of us making any head way, I decided I had enough of these games so I tugged on his shirt collar and held him over the ledge.

         “Listen shit head I am only going to say this once either listen to what I have to say or I can drop your ass right here and let you hit the asphalt. Your choice.”

         “Whatever you say just don’t drop me.”

         I brought him back to the ledge, where I then pushed him inside, just in case he tried to run again, I push him into the limo, and lock the doors.

         “Now then you have been invited to join my boss for a discussion about a business proposition.”

         “Business proposition? What do you mean?”

         “You will just have to come with me and find out or I can tell him you decline, and you stay running from your latest hacking victims your choice.”

         Looks nervous for a few seconds, then quickly agrees, so I tell the limo driver to start moving so we where now on our way to Chicago.

         After about two hours me and Jared were in Chicago, outside a safe house for the gang, stay in the car you try to leave the car here you are likely going to get hurt. So stay put. I took out my silver claws, and went out into the safe house. I tore opened the doors like they were nothing, walked right into the center and started yelling such profanities I am not going to repeat just incase there might be children in the room.

         Any way once I got into the center of the room and came face to face with some heavily armed men, and they all were aimed at me. I can only say I felt like my heart dropped to my toes, and then when I thought everything was over for me, then like a divine light, a shadow came busting through the windows, and as fast as lightning began taking out all the guards, they quickly all hit the floor unconscious, and again when ever anyone seems to need him he appears from the shadows, only to untie and un blind fold Jamie.

         Well after that night the rest is history.

         Three years have past sense our organization was created, and quiet frankly at has grown to unimaginable heights, we now are apart of everything, smiles though many of you probably don’t know it, but next time you see a bank CEO, or Lawyers, or basically anyone else, ask them if they have a tattoo, and if so ask if it is a double bow mark, because if they have one then they to are apart of our organization. Any way now it is time for our real story, the true story begins

         Dragon sitting in front of his laptop in his leather pants no shirt, talking to a woman he met on a gaming website, and on which he is married to her, from the way he speaks about her you would swear they are. Any way I just came back from a mercenary mission in Iraq which I had to take back six travel students, from freedom rebels. I come walking in and there is dragon talking about how beautiful she is and I guess they were having an online date, don’t ask me how, but it makes him happy and long as he is happy I don’t give a dam, So I wait for them to shall we say get semi back to the real world, before telling him about my assignment. You know shooting the bull yes its done, yes we received payment the usual Bullshit what can I say. Anyway I turn around to walk away when he hands me a little card, and says next assignment you leave in two hours.

I can tell you this I was ready to rip him a new one, I mean seriously here I am just getting back, I was going to cool off in the pool shower and watch a movie but no can’t do that. Anyway I get my shower and on exiting who barges in, but Jasmine, AKA Wind. That woman if you must know is a six foot tall menace with strawberry blonde hair and emerald green eyes.

         “What the hell Wind I am in here give a man some privacy.”

         “Relax cub I am a Lesbos remember so anything you got has no interest to me.”

         “I don’t give a shit you don’t just barge in!!!”

         “Well Livia needed more body oil because her inner thighs are chaffing and her needs come before anyone else’s in my book.” She says before she barges back out into the house.

         Any way after I get dressed I go to the assignment hall which basically is a large room filled with files and books, basically if you ever been inside a study it’s basically that. Any way I look around to find water, and there he is hiding under a stack of books doing god only knows. I pry him a way long enough to receive an envelope which contained a new drivers-silence, passport, spending cash, and car keys. I start thumbing through my new identity and find out that I am going to be this private school girls academy English teacher. Great what do I know about teaching. Anyway at least I got a nice red mustang as the car, and some spending cash. I turn to leave, when water decides to be an ass. “You think you can handle yourself cub?” I flip him off and go to my room. Once there I fill a black leather garment bag with my best Armani suits. I do this thinking private school equals people with money so obviously the teachers should have money as well. This goes here and that goes there and I was set, I lie down on the bed, and feel in my chest as if something was missing. I was hard to describe but it was like a piece of my heart beat was gone, I could tell it was not. But it felt that way. I just laid there in that king size bed, with the red silk sheets, shadows moving across the ceiling were my only inclination that time was still moving. Then words black dragon said to me came into my head, “To stop moving is to die, and for warriors like us we can’t stop moving until someone forces us.” I can’t really tell you what I mean or why I was thinking of it, but even now they are as fresh in my mind as if they were just spoken. I got up and shook the phantoms from my mind, and conjured the energy to keep moving.