uch fighting experience for just a twenty-one-year-old and white hair didn’t help, did it? She had to pull off one mission without any mystifying deaths from her fellow agents, or it could very wel

dress and no shoes at all with only a dagger to somehow protect her. Truly, this was the part that she seriously hated the most. Her sword was the sole thing that kept her of the agents’ radars that could

hen, her team would immediately attack. Chantelle stumbled through the street yelling for help and ran up to the couple that was stalled in the mid of the street. She

“Agents? What do you mean

you mean by that?” she asked innocently. The girl had lived in the town her en

hey are agents,” she rather lamely said. She bit her lip and made sure that her associates in the shadows couldn’t see her movements. A little ball of

e at Chantelle,

leasantly. For some strange reason she could

uth. There were no plan B or back-up plans at her briefing.

Why did I even stop at the first place? For all I know they are both chasing after me!’ She thought. Bea

up as well. “And how could we make sure that you are not one of them?” he a

my age to have a military training of an agent.” She knew that she was being so much precise and informative, but she was formulating her

earch for a building that was within reach. Perhaps if she could reach one without dying, she can take off. ‘What about thi

‘I’m pretty much sure I can get the both of us out of here, if I do blow her away.’ He thought to himself. Beatriz gaze

e air. “All right, you captured me. There are five others behind me. Two behind the building on the left, two behind the one on the right, sniper of the roof. I concede to your valiant

Chantelle’s confession much pressing. ‘Shit.’ He thought and glanced over to Chantelle a moment and then to Beatriz. Tenderly pushing Beatriz

d beside her; his pale icy-blue eyes became even paler, his left hand begun to ice over as he ready to use one of his powers. Chante

fast. Find an absolutely high building and jump. No more explanations. No time for that.’ It was

a wave of ice upon the various hidden agents. Taking them out one by one, he at last took down

elle ran obligingly stopping only just to pick up her sack of forsaken clothes and weapons. She quickly strapped on her katana before anything else. Technically she was