The cold horror clung to both of them like tar and accompanied them all the way back through the building. They had checked every horrible room and found no human soul, but instead a lot of atrocities that probably not even their worst dreams could have imagined.
Who was capable of such a thing?
When they were almost back in the entrance area, Aurelia was mainly preoccupied with the question of why they hadn't met anyone when all the access routes had been open. In the end, it could only mean they just missed the final cleanup by the time they circled the building. But most of it must have been done by now, they hadn't spent so much time on the other side as that they'd missed an entire motorcade. There was no vehicle in front of the house when they snuck up on it earlier.
But when they stepped onto the sandy forecourt, she found that she was wrong.
To their left a ramp had come out of the earth and now took up half the space up to the fence
At least we were on the right track!" Pareios pointed out as they climbed a metal ladder together that was attached to the back wall of a warehouse. They didn't know where to go until Evrill would reappear and had decided to wait on the roof of one of the industrial buildings, from where they would have a good view of the area in case something should still move."That really comforts me now!" Replied Aurelia ironically and swung her leg over the edge of the roof to pull herself up. Again everything didn't go as she had imagined and she couldn't deny that it was her own fault this time. After all, it was she who decided that Evrill should stay in the car and draw. But she had said 'draw', not 'chase down'!They stepped onto the elongated flat roof and sat down by a shaft at the edge of the roof, where they could lean on their backs and at the same time keep an eye on the street below.“So far, Evrill has turned out to be a clever mind. I'm trying rig
He smiled against her mouth and let out a groan of agreement. He spread both jackets out beside him, made a little nest out of their clothes, and then laid them down on them to protect them from the cracked cold ground below. She herself hadn't felt anything about it anyway, she had been busy elsewhere. At last he lay down on her and continued to caress her everywhere until every inch of her skin was his. He gently pushed himself between her legs and positioned himself in front of her hips and she reared up, stretched out towards him in feverish impatience.When he finally took everything from her and slowly entered her with a gasp from slightly parted lips, she could not help admitting that all the rumors that were circulating around him were probably justified. He was a graceful, passionate lover and she literally melted under his touch. His movements were powerful and intense and all she could do was cling to him and let these intoxicating emotions wash over her wave after
"You are doing this for him?" His eyes sparkled menacingly and only now did he really seem to see them. When he examined her briefly, not as an opponent but as a woman, she sensed that he hesitated."Do you even know what he's doing?" The deep, melodic voice asked her without a trace of anger, it was a factual inquiry, although there was a flash of real interest in his eyes. Given that his weight was still on the blade, which sank deeper and deeper into her palms, she didn't think about giving this guy a single sound in response. She pressed her lips together resolutely and stared at him with undisguised, wild anger.Suddenly the pressure eased as the dark-clad intruders gathered around them to retreat. He seemed to register it as well and jumped up at breathtaking speed. He looked down at her with one last appraising look.“You are on the wrong side! There are other places for you too! "Then he was gone, as was the rest of his group.
A hum from under her back woke her. The night blue of the sky slowly faded as she opened her eyes in confusion and looked around. She was lying next to the slumbering Pareios, he had put an arm around her and covered both of them more badly than well with their clothes. The humming demanded her full attention and she quickly got up and rummaged around in the jacket pocket on which she had been lying for her cell phone.She expected more than a phone call and wondered who would put her worry about him.The display told her that it was half past six in the morning and that Evrill had just woken her up."Yes?" When she answered in a low voice, Pareios began to stir. He stretched himself still half asleep, but when he noticed that she had the phone to her ear, he was immediately wide awake and sat up."Morning!" Greeted Evrill happily and a load fell from her heart, since everything was apparently all right. “I followed the three guys, a driver and one
Hey Aurelia!" Aiden answered on the other end of the line. “I looked around our systems as you wanted. There was nothing to the name, but that has now been dealt with anyway. I discovered something else for that. I hacked into Markus messenger account and there are a lot of messages without text, but with attachments. They are mostly blueprints. At first I thought for some huge machine, but what machine needs a tiny holder for something round, about the size of a pea, and a muzzle? ”It was a rhetorical question and neither Pareios nor Aurelia made a peep. They were both thunderstruck, drawn the same conclusion that Aiden had made.“There are blueprints for a weapon!” He finished his remarks and now it was only quiet on both sides of the line.Pareios was the first to find his language again. "And Syrus is now testing out what material this weapon has to be made of so that it can convert the energy, or how?""We guess that's right!" Aiden
Aurelia and Pareios discussed the latest developments in their mission for a while.War!That one word echoed in her head, her mind, her bones, just everywhere. That could not be true! How the hell was that possible? Of all things, the council to which her people had entrusted the leadership of the Legion. Especially those that they all trusted to direct their fortunes towards happier days. And now these people were preparing a secret war of aggression? What conditions had driven them to do this? What if Markus hadn't passed on the information about the Hegedun test series to the other 10? What if they didn't know what their real danger was, judging by their vision, which they probably didn't know about either ... Your head was spinning!When this whole thing had started, she had no idea what they had slipped into. At first it looked like a job that had to be done and then all hell fell on her. They had stumbled from ambush to ambush, which made it very clear to
The approaching thunderstorm suited her very well, because the clouds darkened the view, the shadows offered more protection.The moment one of the two tall, dark-haired men in black suits turned his back on her, she had already stepped behind him and pulled her knife over his neck. Only the stifled sound remained as he slumped to the ground. His buddy opened his eyes and while he reached for his weapon he was about to open his mouth to sound the alarm, but Aurelia jumped at him. She clamped her knees around his waist and parked her hand on his mouth while her blade easily found a gap between his ribs. He huffed at her palm as the knife penetrated. When his body went limp, she caught him and let him slide gently to the ground.She dragged both dead bodies into the shadows at the corner of the courtyard in an act of violence, then advanced through the door into the house.It was dark and smelled of
Everything around them was bathed in a blood-red light. Like the reappearance of flames, the paint licked flickering across the faces of their opponents. A searing heat flared up next to her and almost seared her hair on her skin. She turns her head and saw Pareios.But she couldn't see anything of his skin, his hair, his clothes. He was like a living torch, the flames licked all over his body, only the contours could be grasped in the shimmering heat and the play of the fire. The eyes shone orange, almost whitish, like steel embers and the wooden floor under his feet soon ignited, paired with a considerable amount of smoke.Before her opponents or Aurelia could overcome their surprise, the living conflagration rushed to the three Elevenders that were closest to her. No sooner had he even touched her than they screamed in agony. Shortly thereafter, a tremendous heat surge went through the room, the flames from Pareios' body spread to his victims and left them burning.
Dareon sprinted out of his room. As he walked, he tied the bow tie that went with the black tuxedo. He often wore suits when he went on his nightly jaunts and in his long life he had worn every kind of fine thread. Until yesterday he would have said nothing could surprise him anymore. But then Cat showed up and taught him otherwise.It had struck like a comet, into his halfway orderly world and now he had to grapple with unsettling thoughts. About the way she looked at him. How did her skin feel and how comfortable her lips?He hated the way he reacted to her and he wanted to just get in his car and sneak away. But what he said this afternoon was true. He wanted to fix what he had screwed up. And his sudden obsession with this woman had absolutely nothing to do with it!Determined to get tonight off the stage professionally, he turned the corner and reached the stairs to the foyer. His gaze fell on the assembled crew at his feet. Most were wrapped in the dark le
The swinging double door slammed shut and they were alone.Her heart pounded from the unexpected contact with him when he had freed her from Christian's grip. She could still feel the warmth of his body on her back, the firm arm around her stomach, the breath that had brushed her hair. She hadn't been able to classify his reaction and was paralyzed.She stood still now, too, but for a different reason than before. Though she was really determined to act confident, she just wasn't. She wasn't really afraid of Dareon, but the angry look that surrounded him earned her a good deal of respect. Like trying to get close to a cobra. Better not to make sudden movements.Dareon had his broad back to her and was staring at the door as well. Her eyes stayed on her strong shoulders, her fingers tingled. She wanted so much to touch him. But when he turned to her, he looked so upset that she decided to postpone the fulfillment of this wish. She nervously pushed back her hair,
A little later, Cat was on the way to Ceiling. Xandra and Blaise were also in the car, the former driving.“What's going on between you two? Did something happen today at noon? ”Xandra asked after a while of quiet harmony. Much to Cat's chagrin, there was no need to discuss who 'you two' were. Dareon's behavior in Ferroc's office had been conspicuous enough, and apparently Cat's quick approval of the deal confirmed Xandra's suspicions. Since she already knew that Cat was into the guy, she hardly had to add one and one together."I'd like to know that too ...", Cat only mumbled and that was the truth. She had no clue what was going on in the object of her desire. Why he'd acted like that and then treated her so dismissively. "Dareon behaved quite ... inconsistently ... I can't figure him out.""So there was more to it than his rejection?" "Slightly."Blaise appeared between the two front se
"And what did he say?"Cat had barely stepped off the elevator on the third floor when Xandra was already attacking her. Less enthusiastic, she reported without going into details, only that Dareon had refused. Especially the fuck off she left out.An arm came comfortingly around her shoulders. “Oh, that'll be fine. Give me a little time and I'll find someone else who can help you. I promise you, I won't leave you alone with this. "Cat looked into the sincere eyes and she almost came to tears. She couldn't believe that an almost stranger wanted to stand up for her like that. Besides, the idea of honing her gift with someone else didn't make her particularly happy. It should be Dareon. She couldn't get him out of her head and the need for his presence hadn't subsided despite his rejection."No. I'm ... just doing it with him ... "she mumbled to herself, lost in thought, while she thought of the pressure of his hands on her waist. The Elevender at he
Dareon stood in front of a group of Elevender and tried to bring them closer to the benefits of close combat. He had put the people in pairs and was now watching them repeat the exercise he had shown them. It was about contact, because one of the basic rules of this technique was: Once you are close enough to the opponent that he can hit you, you have to forestall him. Therefore, he trained his students to seize control of the fight at this moment, to internalize the techniques in such a way that they forced their will on the opponent from this point on. He was not allowed to play again. At least that was the ideal. Of course it would be a while before his students were ready and he would teach them many other things that could save them from sticky situations.But for today he ended the lesson. He wasn't happy with the results they'd gotten, but wasn't sure if it was due to the ineptitude of his students, or maybe more to his miserable mood.More and more Elevenders h
The next morning came too fast for Cat's liking. The rays of the summer sun cheated through the gaps between the curtains that she had drawn up the night before. One of the bright spots of light finally blinded her when the golden ball in the sky had moved a little further, which put an end to her cozy doze. Sighing, she heaved herself out of bed and shuffled into the bathroom to freshen up. In the morning she slept for a long time and could also get a bit bitchy. She took her time and put on makeup again, as she used to wear with her goth look. She found the mascara and cajal she needed behind the mirror over the designer washbasin.In this way she regained a bit of her identity, which had been taken from her again yesterday. She wistfully wished for dark clothes, but then, resignedly, pulled on the forest green sweatshirt dress. It was long, but the length seemed fine. The hem came up just below her knees. She didn't even want to try the jeans, she would have needed a belt
After an hour in this tiny office, he couldn't take it anymore.Hard to believe, but the room was really losing size. The walls seemed to get closer and closer, it got darker and darker. But maybe the latter was just his eyesight. When a panic attack loomed, he got tunnel vision that was announced by a dark and blurred field of vision. The other signs of it were also raised. His neck felt like an elephant was sitting on it, and his hands and feet went numb. He figured he had about fifteen minutes before snogging the carpet. All the emotions in the room made him dizzy, he had to swallow hard as his stomach rebelled.Roman's inner fear billowed through Slater, his subliminal agony crashing against him like waves in the ocean. They tugged on him and he had to put both legs firmly into the ground to brave the onslaught. If Roman was around, it was worse. Then every smallest nuance of the Puerto Rican's emotional world spilled over to him and the more intensely the other fe
Cat looked around the large room. If that was a hotel, it was probably five stars or something. She was standing right next to the entrance and to the right of her was the bathroom. Then the small hallway opened and widened into a huge room, the sand-colored walls of which were lit by soft skylights. The opposite front of the room was almost completely taken up by a frameless window, only the balcony door at the left end had room.The bed stood with the headboard on the right side, the wall behind it was covered with upholstered fabric in a pale gold tone. Two magnificent reading lamps hung down from above and enabled the separate lighting of both beds in the seductively comfortable double bed.Cat walked over and dropped into the chocolate-brown blankets. She landed face first on heavenly scented, soft pillows. A real boon after she hadn't slept or allowed herself to relax for a while. The exhaustion was not only physical but also mental and left her no peace even now
Xandra granted the young woman's wish. She had thought Catlynn Campbell was a fragile, withered branch, but today the young woman had shown amazing strength. After that day that would have blown even the toughest cop, she was still standing upright in Ferroc's office. Although she looked tired and had dark circles down to the back of her knees, her long, thick hair was tousled, the expression on her face was determined. The hand that held out the glass to Xandra did not tremble.After handing out vodka again to everyone involved and each taking a sip, Xandra decided to speak."Listen, Cat. You don't have to decide now whether you want to believe us. You can rest and maybe stay for a while while we try to get to the bottom of your gift. You can move around freely and watch Blackridge and how we live in peace. ""We have more than enough space!" Agreed Ferroc.Cat looked around, then gave them both a quick look. Finally she took a deep breath and nodded. "O