Lena The dull roar of the crowd gathered outside the hall was audible even from within my dressing room. I stared at my reflection as Sage zipped up the back of my knee-length black dress, her skilled hands working quickly. "There," she said. "You look beautiful, Lena."I sighed, brushing a strand of hair from my eyes. "I don't feel beautiful. I feel like I'm being served up for auction."Sage squeezed my shoulder, meeting my eyes in the mirror. "Today marks the beginning of real change. No more hiding, no more fear. You're bringing peace, Lena."Footsteps at the door made us both turn. Scar loomed in the doorway, striking in his black suit, silver hair glinting. Hermes hovered behind him, looking slick in navy blue. "It's time," Scar rumbled. I lifted my chin, striding forward. Hermes offered his arm and I took it, letting him guide me down the plushly carpeted hall. The clamor outside crescendoed as we approached the doors to the hall itself, camera flashes visible even from her
I woke slowly, languidly, enveloped in warmth. Soft lips pressed against mine even as fingers trailed down my body, igniting smoldering embers inside me. I yielded to the kiss, the caress, feeling wanted, desired.Until an angry snarl shattered the moment. The lips disappeared and a solid weight pinned me down. My eyes flew open to see Hunter sprawled on the floor, Scar looming over him, fists clenched."Scar!" I exclaimed. "What the hell?" His magenta eyes blazed as they fixed on me. "What the hell? You're seriously asking me that?" He stabbed an accusing finger at Hunter. "I can feel everything you feel, remember? So imagine getting woken up by you getting all hot and bothered over some bastard pawing at you.""Hey!" Hunter launched himself at Scar, both crashing to the floor in a tangle of limbs. I scrambled back as they rolled, grappling furiously. "Enough!" I shouted, but they ignored me. With a cry of frustration, I flung myself between them, shoving them apart with all my str
The thin walls of my grubby room rattled with the force of the rowdy ruckus coming from the doors of our unit, sending vibrations throughout my body and waking me up. I shot up, then groaned, easing my movement when pain erupted throughout my bruised body. I grabbed random sweatpants lying on the futon bed and headed for the doorknob."What's going on? Samuel? Samantha!" I called, heading out.My first thought was the twins as I made my way to the kitchen. I couldn't afford to baby my wounds when trouble came knocking on our doors, literally, but I had to spare a minute to wear my pants and wrapped wrap a random scarf around my neck. My sleep shirt was baggy enough to conceal what was visible from my non-existent boobs. I ruffled my short bangs, and completing my disguise as a boy, I approached the door–the only thing that protected my siblings from the harsh world. "What's going on– hey?" Samantha, the younger but braver of the twin, ran into me along the way."We don't know.. .. w
My mind was filled with paranoia as I listened closely for any sound in the eerie silence that filled the summer night sky. It was the type that made breathing loud to the ears, one I wasn't accustomed to. The ever present chirping crickets in the slums whenever darkness sets in had gradually became a norm to me.And now, two hours away from Willow, in a neighborhood filled with gigantic Villas, I stood alone, crouched under a tree."Now." Max's voice reached me through the earpiece plugged into my left ear. He is one of Fox's men and my partner for this operation. Being a hacker came in handy when breaking into the heavily guarded house."Right."Snapping on my black leather gloves with my duffel back secured tightly over my back, I drew the hood to my hoodie over my face and ran upto the fence at the back of the mansion in front of me, taking cover under the trees.The electric fence currently disenabled was easier to climb up here than the solid smooth walls of the side fence.Secur
I crawled out from the table and ran back the way I came from. But instead of going upstairs, I took a sharp corner round a dark hallway on the first floor.The damn house was like a maze."Max! You have the floor plans, tell me all the escape routes on the first floor.""You think they haven't secured all of those exits?""What the hell do you want me to do then? Wait here until I'm caught.""Whatever. If you're caught, you're on your own."The line went silent and I cussed again. Now I'm on my own.It was too dark, and I couldn't use my flashlight unless I wanted to get caught, so I felt around the wall as I run further down the hallway. It was so long and mazy that I have been running for a good five minutes without coming to it's end. At first, there were few doors and windows illuminating the pathway, but for the past two minutes, I haven't come across a single door nor window. Just dark walls leading farther down to god knows wher-Omph!The wall suddenly shifted and I stumbled o
Lena ran through the dark alleys of Willow, the slums, clutching the gemstone in her hand. She had managed to make it out alive from the security guards and the maniac."I made it!" Lara wheezed.Apart from the bruises and cuts on her body, she was unscathed. She had done it. She had pulled off the heist of the century.Without further ado, she headed straight to Fox's base. She knew he would be waiting for her, eager to see the prize she had risked her life for. She hoped he would reward her well, maybe even cut off all her five years of service. But was just wishful thinking.Lena reached the door of the base, a rundown warehouse that looked like any other in Willow. She knocked three times, then twice, then once, the secret code that only Fox's trusted members knew. The door opened and she stepped inside."You're back." The guard grunted and led her to Fox's den.The base was dimly lit and filled with smoke and noise. Lena saw several of Fox's men lounging around, playing cards, dri
Lena smiled as she wiped the counter of Drew's Diner, humming a tune that she had heard on the radio. She loved working here, not only because it paid her bills, but also because it gave her a chance to interact with different people and make friends. The diner was one of the few places in the slums that felt warm and welcoming, with its bright lights and colorful posters, its cozy booths and stools, its delicious smells and sounds. It was a contrast to the rest of the slums, which were dark and dreary, with its flickering neon signs and graffiti walls, its crowded alleys and sidewalks, its harsh noises and odors.Her only friends was Laurel, a bubbly blonde who worked as a waitress with her. Laurel was always gossiping about the latest news and drama in the slums, especially about her crushes."Did you see that guy who came in today?" Laurel asked Lena, as they took a break in the back room. The back room was small and cluttered, with a fridge and a microwave, a sink and a cupboard, a
Lena wiped her mouth with a napkin and smiled at her siblings, ignoring the gunshots that were fired 30 minutes ago. In the slums, everything is possible.They had just finished a simple but satisfying dinner of bread, cheese and soup. She was glad they could enjoy a meal together, even if it was in their cramped and shabby apartment."Thanks for cooking, Lena. You're the best," said Manny."No problem, kiddo. You helped me a lot with the dishes," Lena said, ruffling her hair."What about me?" asked Sam, a little shy."You were a great taste tester, Sam. You made sure the soup was not too salty or too bland," Lena said, tickling him.Sam giggled and hugged Lena. "I love you, sis.""I love you too, Sam. And you too, Samantha," Lena said, embracing them both.They stayed like that for a while, feeling the warmth and comfort of each other. Lena wished they could always be happy and safe, but she knew that was not possible in their harsh world. They had no parents, no money, no friends. Th