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“Once inside, you need to find a way to shut down their seals. I don’t even know what kind they are. But if you find Kya, she’ll be able to figure it out. However…”
His voice trails off, and I look at him looking at the building far off in the distance. To the casual observer, it looks like an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Nothing here is ever what it seems to be.
“However?” I prompt.
“I don’t think this is where they’re keeping the hostages. It’d be stupid. They’ll probably have them somewhere else. I’m assuming this is their command station.”
Shit.
“That’s not helpful.”
“I still want you dead,” he reminds me.
“That’s really not helpful,” I hiss.
He glares at me. I glare at him. We stand there glaring like whoever blinks first is the loser.
Idiots. Both of us.
“Care to deliver something useful, or am I doing this alone? I have a plan, but I sincerely hope you have a better one.”
He curses while running a hand through his hair, then he pulls the hood up from his black hoodie to make him even more of a shadow.
“There’s no plan that won’t take days. You’d have to plant yourself in their grasp, and there’s no way you can earn their trust fast enough to find out where those kids are. The best solution is to break in, see if you can eavesdrop and get information about where they’re holding the hostages, then find Kya to break the seals. After that, I can bust in there and level all of them. All you have to do is not die before you find her.”
I glare at him again, but he doesn’t glare back this time. He’s staring ahead at the old warehouse.
“That won’t work,” I hiss. “You’ve seen me fight. They’ve been training. I have not. You almost killed me with very little effort and minimal damage to yourself. There’s no way I can do this!”
He growls at me—literally—and he steps into me.
“You’re designed for this. Be stealthy and be quick.” He points to a scaffolding type thing against the side, and he motions from it to a window that is about six feet above its highest platform.
“Use that and go through the window.”
I know I look at him like he’s lost his damn mind.
“Do I look like the kind of person who can pull that off?”
He throws his hands up like he’s annoyed with me. Unreal.
“You’re fucking useless.”
“Well I’m so damn sorry that I didn’t grow up with Jason Bourne as a father!” I whisper-yell.
“Who the fuck is that?” he asks, and then I remember he’s been locked up for centuries. Right. It’s doubtful he knows an old set of movies.
“No one,” I mumble.
He turns and walks away from me. “Where are you going?”
“To find someone useful,” he grumbles, never turning back around before disappearing from sight.
“But I have another plan!” I whisper-yell to the nothingness.
We don’t have time to waste. My plan really sucks donkey balls, but it’s the only plan available, considering no one has taught me to be a badass.
By the time he finds someone else who can walk through a magical barrier that not even he can penetrate, people could be dead.
