I couldn’t afford my mind to go numb on me at this point. I knew Silas, he could end this in a few seconds.
Wait, did Silas know? Was the whole niceness a ruse to get in and finish off the job? He even brought breakfast! It smelt good too!!
Silas didn’t kill for fun. He did because he was ordered to and only for issues that pose a National Security risk. How the hell could Anita pose a national security risk? She left a lot of unanswered questions with her sudden visit and the incidence of last night.
This wasn’t a bad dream, it’s happening right here and now, meaning…
As I processed this thought in less than half of a second, I knew what was going to happen next and reflectively I stretched my arm to change the trajectory of the knife that had appeared out of nowhere from Silas’ direction and was headed towards Anita at death km/hr. Silas had anticipated this, so as the knife stuck itself into my right arm, a second was on its way. I had equally anticipated this and with my left hand, produced a knife of my own, which I threw at the other knife, changing its trajectory. Both stuck the walls on either side of Anita.
All this happened in two seconds.
Anita, shell shocked by the speed of things was shaking on the spot.
I hurriedly stepped in between her and Silas before he could make another move. I spread my arms, making myself a human shield should in case Silas made another move. I couldn’t blame him really, we were trained to discard of our targets first and ask questions later. However, I wasn’t going to let that happen. I just couldn’t.
“You know the rules.”
“She has to go.”
“You know the rules Dark!”
We stared at each other. Dark was my operational name and by calling me that, he was reminding me of who I was. Dark. The problem was to the shaking lady behind me, I was Onii-san and both roles were seriously at odds within me now.
“This is my sister.”
“I didn’t know. I swear I had no idea. You know we try not to know these things. Now we know why”
“She is nonetheless.”
“Then why the hell did her name pop up? Step aside Dark, you know the rules.”
I did know the rules, and I knew that only by stepping between Silas and his target I had turned by back on the Agency and declared myself at odds with the chain of command. He only gave me the benefit of doubt because he knew it was beyond sensitive for me.
I took two steps back towards Anita, my eyes darting from left to right. Silas cautiously followed me with his eyes. He knew I was weighing my options. We both know that we were not evenly matched, he was marginally better in skills where margins were the difference between life and death.
I sighed and turning to face Anita, said “I’m sorry.”
She looked back at me, the deepest of shock in her eyes.
I turned and walked away from her back towards the door. I paused as I got to Silas.
“This is my sister.” I pleaded still.
“It’s nothing personal. You know that.”
“Fine. make it quick.”
I started walking away – I had gotten what I needed. The few seconds I got Silas to momentarily think I was backing off was enough for me to act.
He had already brought out a small pistol, which didn’t shock me as it was almost normal for us to always have a small piece on us. Except in my case, where I didn’t have any. But what I did have were three pen knives which by now, I had thrown in Silas’ general direction.
The first went past Silas and scratched Anita’s thighs, causing her to react by instinctively reaching down. In doing so, she so very narrowly avoided the bullet already making its way to her head.
The second hit Silas’s leg while the last, aimed for his head, he easily deflected, an action I expected. I was already airborne, kicking the gun out of hand, landing a kick on his head and at the same time screaming at Anita. “RUN”.
She was able to make her way past him and headed for the door. I quickly backtracked through the same door as Silas got back up.
We stared at each other then, so very briefly. I knew it then.
He was going to kill us.
Obviously, I could run much faster than Anita so I literally had to lift her frame as we headed to the car. Thankfully, she was scared enough for her life and fled like her life depended on it, cos it did.
I was confident Silas wouldn’t catch up because the knife I had sent to his legs had torn some specific tendons… he could run, but not fast enough.
We both got into the car and seconds later, we were zooming out of the garage… we had to get away from the general area. Even though Silas temporarily couldn’t chase after us, we were far from safe. The apartment building Silas and I shared was strategically located such that any approaching (or exiting, as in my case) vehicle was within sniper range. The thought of being at the end of Silas’ sniper sent shivers down my spine.
To the other issue at hand.
“Anita, you had better start talking.”
She just looked at me, numb.
I reached across and whacked her hard across her face. I didn’t mean to hurt her, I just needed to shake her out of her shock.
“Oni…” she started.
“Don’t Oni anything. Tell me how a simple super model that you are supposed to be ends up being a national security threat!”
If I was going to die today (which was highly likely), I might as well know everything there was to know.
A teardrop came out of her eyes and she looked away.
“For starters,” she said between sniffs, “I’m not exactly just a model. I…”
She started sobbing then.
What kind of nonsense is this?
“See, I am…”
The first bullet wheezed through the glass just then.