Harold protested as he was physically dragged away from his Dragon. It wasn’t until they were outside away from the screeching and growling, that he finally pulled out of Aveline’s grip and stood his ground. “I need to be with Reese!”
“You can’t help him.” Aveline blocked his path, forcing him to look at her. “This is Dragon against Dragon …”
“No shit.” He rarely cursed but he felt there were some moments the crudeness was the only way to express the stupidity of others. “I can help…”
“How?” She stood before him in all her gear, something he hadn’t actually seen before.
The leather formed to her body, but it wasn’t ‘sexy’ instead protective and lethal. Her hair was plated in three braids which were tied together, and tucked under a tricorne hat, an obvious throwback from her heritage. The red sash was tied neatly around her waist, with a array of weapons, including two glocks, a vicious looking knife, and he could’ve sworn a blow pipe.
Plus there was the hidden weapon on one arm, and the bracer on the other.
It was at that moment Harold understood what being an Assassin meant. The woman before him was not the woman who teased him, or somehow adopted him as a younger brother, but a person who killed.
She was deadly.
“What they want … ” He hesitated the less who knew about the Machine the better, especially considering the Agent next to him. But he trusted Aveline, had from the moment she sat down next to him on a park bench. “I … “
“You built it didn’t you.” Ethan looked at him, realizing his hesitation. “This thing that pulls all the information together. The one they want access to.”
Aveline looked between them. “That’s what they want, a computer program?”
“It’s more than that Ms. Aveline.” He gave her a soft smile, then glanced at Ethan. “Yes, I built it. All in the name of protecting people, it was designed to find violent crimes before they happened, to prevent the next 9/11, but it went beyond its programing and if it every fell into the wrong hands.”
“I don’t even want to think about it.” Ethan shook his head, he wouldn’t even trust Benji with that much information, let alone himself. “But you can control it?”
“No.” He shook his head. “I’m Frankenstein in this equation, I created the monster and one day, I will likely die at its hands.”
“Not with Reese around, and I doubt it will harm it’s creator. It brought us here, told us where to go … it protects you.”
“Yes.” Harold nodded, then gestured towards the creaking hanger bay. “Hence I can help John.”
“You can work with it to help him.” Aveline stated, with a very small understanding of what the hell Harold had actually created, but grasped enough that he was more powerful than she ever imagined.
“He made a pact with it to protect me.”
“Of course he did.” Ethan and Aveline said at the same time.
Harold couldn’t help the small laugh. “So I need to get back in there to help …”
They heard a crash, followed by an explosion.
“JOHN!” Harold moved for the building just as a section of it collapsed. Ethan pulled him back, as a Red Dragon flew upwards snarling down at the rubble.
Aveline recognized Harvey’s bluish green form, fly past Samaritan knocking him to the ground as he dove into the rubble. “Shit, his Mate …”
There was a roar, as debris was scattered everywhere and Reese’s black and silver form flew upwards, wings spread wide as he hovered just above the ground. He let out a spit of fire at Samaritan, who howled from being burned.
The red dragon shook it off as he launched himself upwards into the air, and headed straight for Reese.
Out of nowhere a long range missile screamed.
It didn’t miss.
Oh. EVIL CLIFFHANGERS
Seriously
Oh my! I can’t wait for the next part! 😉 Thanx