The Corners of Darkness

There are a lot of events unfolding in the galaxy. Events that are going to test the very being of many. Step into an alternate universe where a multitude of characters go through their own trials and tribulations that will become linked in a way they don't even realize.

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2. The Beauty and the Blade

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“Reporters are currently saying that there has been a massive bombing in Haalm located on Planet Temprock in the Ezula System. Authorities are currently investigating the attack, however no suspects have been identified. So far there are currently over 1.2 million confirmed casualties. Officials say-”

Razor shifts his weight on the white leather couch to look at the grandfather clock on the wall behind him. The burgundy finish stood out against the white painted walls behind it. He thinks for a second, then whispers to himself.

“Sarah should be back by now.”

He turns back toward the television and grabs his phone from the empty spot next to him. Just as he's getting ready to make a call, he hears the door unlock as a woman walks into the room. Her straight blue hair was in a ponytail that streaked midway down her back with two bangs lying down her blush cheeks. She wore a white, zipped leather jacket and black jeans. She had deep blue eyes that accented her hair.

“There you are, I was just about to call you,” Razor said, turning his head towards the door.

Sarah sighs, “I know, I'm sorry. Security is even more ridiculous today for some reason.”

“I figured.”Razor nodded towards the television.Sarah walked over and looked at the newscast.

“Do you think it's Chaos related,” she asked.

I highly doubt it.”

“Yea, I didn't think so either, but I was still hoping anyway.”

Razor snickered. Sara turned her gaze toward Razor, puzzled by his amusement.

“What?”

“Things just got a lot more complicated than what they already were,” Razor said, as he began slouching down on the couch.

“I assume it's because of this?”

And because the lead I had on Chaos just turned into another dead end with another dead body.”

Well maybe you should let me-”

Razor raised his hand, cutting her off, well aware of what her next statement would be.

“We've been through this.”

Sarah paused and stared at Razor, waiting for for him to beam his dark eyes in her direction for intimidation but he didn't turn his head. She hated how cautious he'd become since the night of her accident. First he had taken two easy ones, and now that she had convinced him to take their first serious case since the accident, he hadn't even allowed her to be apart of it.

“Razor I-," She tried to begin again, but Razor didn't let up as he sat up on the couch, turning his gaze towards her.

“I said no, Sarah,” he interjected, “Not with this.”

Sarah gritted her teeth.

“That wasn't the deal Razor.”

It was sickening for her to sit back doing nothing.

“You said that you would take the mission, and once you got a solid scope I would come on.”

Razor turned his gaze towards the floor.

I still can't risk it,” he replied.

“And why the hell not?” she asked, her voice raising.

Razor stood up, fury in his voice as he spoke.

“Because the case that we're dealing with is already ten times more difficult than every other case we've had combined, including the one where you-”

He trailed off. Sarah sat silently as she analyzed Razor. This wasn't a Razor she'd seen before despite their history.

“What's going on Razor?”

“Nothing,” he said softly.

Don't give me that bullshit Razor.”

I said nothing!”.

This time he put force into his words, initially catching her by surprise. She got up and walked closer to him, her voice raising further.

“Are you going to look me in my eye and lie to me Razor? Is that what we do now?”

Razor started pacing in the opposite direction. His trench coat came up high enough to block his cheeks on both sides, and extended to his ankles. His black spiky hair stuck in all directions. Despite his intimidating aura from his all-black mysterious look, Sarah wouldn't be cast down so easily. She called out his name louder to get his attention.

“The table,” he replied without looking in her direction.

Sarah paused and turned toward the square birch wood coffee table in front of the couch. There was a folder lying on the center of it next to a black laptop. She picked it up and quickly skimmed through the initial reports and findings of the case she'd been desperately waiting to get on. To her dismay, there wasn't much besides the systems that the target occupied. No name, no gang, no sightings. Just a few references that lead to dead ends. Sarah closed the file and threw it back on the table before staring at Razor with a look of disapproval.

You care to explain?”she said impatiently

Razor didn't look too eager.

Like I said, it's a difficult case.”

Sarah wasn't satisfied by the response.

“Three months of work for this?”

“Look at the laptop,“ Razor replied drowsily.

Sarah looked at the laptop and then back at Razor, wondering if he was actually being serious or just playing a joke of some sort. After a brief pause she sat down and opened the laptop. There were multiple tabs open, with articles on each. The first article talked about a ship belonging to an independent trading corporation whose components suddenly broke apart in the middle of space. The second article was about some politician who found half of his staff dead in his hotel room the day before a press conference. Apparently there was a leak in the filtration system, which killed all of them within seconds. Sarah processed the information as she went. To her they seemed like freak accidents.

“What exactly am I looking at here?” still unappeased by the rate at which she was getting answers. 

“The less prolific murders of Chaos based on my presumptions.”

Sarah looked at Razor as if he just told her an extremely bad joke.

“Care to further elaborate?”

“8 years ago, the governor of Planet Di'Capor rid itself of all contact with other independent colonies in the Karra System without reason or warning. Now of course, it's a situation that happens on occasion, but the governor of Di'Capor was fat and greedy. In fact, Arkna, the capital city, was split into two sections, one containing other rich, fat greedy people, and the other containing nothing but absolute violent figures. The governor naturally tried to keep every possible trade route open to fuel his greediness. So you can see the suspicion when he cancels everything and disappears. To make things more interesting, not only did they cease all trade, but about a year ago they started receiving major credit transfers from businessmen and politicians across the system. It was around this time that a lot of other businessmen and politicians in the system began to die in a variety of ways from flat-out murders to freak accidents.”

“A contract assassin,” Sarah replied, her attention now fully grasped.

And a fucking good one. He or she leaves no trace. They have eyes all over the Karra System. Of all the people I've contacted, only a few have talked. And of those that talked, all have been silenced one way or another.”

“There's still something your not telling me,” Sarah said, now staring Razor in the face. He hesitated, proving that she was right in her suspicion.

“Why have you been trying to prevent me from getting into the case?”

Razor held a moment of silence. “I told you, I don't know enough in order-”

“Bullshit. I'm the one that handles the majority of the information on our cases. You make plans by using that information to break our opponents down. You may be better at gathering information, but I'm the one who processes it to make our plans, which means if you didn't know enough, then you would have brought me on sooner to analyze what little you did have. So I'm going to ask you again Razor, and this time without the fucking deception. Why are you trying to prevent me from getting on this case.”

Hurt was slowly building up inside Sarah. Through thick and thin she had stuck with him and they told each other everything. No problem was solved alone. She knew Razor was keeping a secret from her and her face expressed her hurt and her fury.Razor sat silently, realizing he had played his final card, and his face showed it. He began taking off his coat as he spoke.

“I've been to the Karra System 6 times now. I believe the only remaining way to get information on this guy would be to go right to where I believe home base is.”

With his jacket now off, you could see his muscular form outlined in the black long sleeve shirt he wore. Sarah continued her harsh glare, beckoning him to get to the main point. His face turned dark, and he turned his eyes away, unable to look her in the eye. She stood holding her intense gaze, trying to think what her other half was keeping from her. He raised is shirt up, and she immediately understood their entire conversation.

“I was at a mining base on the edge of the system. Didn't even sense anything,” Razor said solemnly. Sarah walked towards him, horrified. There was a series of gashes across his body that hadn't been there the last time she saw his skin. Her eyes looked as if they were beginning to water, but she held back the tears.

“When did you-” She trailed off as she examined the gashes. They looked relatively fresh. She looked up at Razor and backed off. “Last week,” she said recalling a recent conversation. “You didn't lose your communicator, did you?”

Razor turned away, refusing to meet her eyes. “No.”

“So you lied to me? Even though we agreed from the very beginning that there would be no secrets?”

Her voice was beginning to quiver. The phone started ringing on the desk across the room. Sarah, gazed to her right, looking at the phone but still focused on the conversation at hand. She walked over, looked back at Razor before taking a deep breath to control her fluttering emotions. She picked up, and struggled to keep her voice from wavering as she spoke. Razor put his shirt and coat back on, and started making his way back to the couch. Sarah hung up the phone, and he sat in silence waiting for her to make the next statement.

“We're going to The Guild.”

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