Blade Angels

An assassin exiled from her Order takes her handler under her wing while in hiding as they both go after her prior associates to find out whats really happening to the Mystic Orders of the world.


1. Prologue

She blended with the shadows watching Leon walk through the headquarter's corridor toward the main hall's entrance. Her body was still, composed, plastered to the ceiling. Despite her sublime convergence with the shadows, Leon stopped in his tracks for a moment and whispered,

"I know you're there Iva. If you know what is good for you, run, get out now."

Iva just stayed there quiet without a response.

"The counsel is exiling you. You understand? They'll go after your handler as well." Silence was still the only response.

"This is the last thing I could do for you after saving my ass in Larynx Castle. Go, don't meet with the counsel, you're better off with just a price on your head and a head start for finding safety."

She wanted to say something, tell him thank you. But no words could be muttered when the walls could be listening. She wanted to thank him, but she hated him at the same time. She wanted more answers but what he said was right. It was time to vanish in thin air.


She stood in the too bright light of her bathroom at five in the morning. Her bun wasn't cooperating like it should have and her phone was buzzing with alerts. She gave up and let her hands fall to the counter. She glanced at the phone before picking it up.

"DAMMIT can't a girl get a break?!" she muttered, pushing her glasses up her nose to see the alerts better. A price had just been placed on the head of Iva, her charge, and Iva's affiliates. Her eyes darted to the mirror, as she stared at herself, eyes wide in horror. Something had happened, and now both she and Iva were marked for death. Mynx her cat could care less as he started meowing at her feet for food.

"Not now Myn." She started cursing under her breath, going into fight or flight mode. She pulled her hair into a quick pony tail, then reached under the sink for the gun she had duct taped to the bottom side. She would feed Mynx, pack a bag and get the hell out. She was headed for the kitchen when Mynx had suddenly changed from the "bitch give me food" cry to "who the fuck are you!?"

"Mynx cut it..." She stopped in her tracks when she noticed a person in her basement.

"Shit...." She aimed her pistol at the shadow down the stairs.

The shadow raised its hands to show they were empty as she climbed the stairs. She lifted her chin slightly in acknowledgement. "It's okay. I'm not here to kill you or your cat. It is a pleasure to finally meet you. Ker."

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