I turn to face the person behind me. I
blink in surprise when I realise who it is.
“Hey Daniel,” says Alexandra Aquiline as
she strolls towards me.
Just from looking at her, who wouldn’t
recognise the daughter of the planet’s most dangerous person. In fact, she
looks like simple teenage girl with a tomboyish streak to her.
Her body is slender and really lean and
only somewhat muscular. Her clothes fit her, a white shirt, brown leather
jacket and black cargo trousers. Her hair is sleek black and goes all the way
down to her shoulders. Alex shares the same blue eyes as her mother.
She smiles at me and pulls out a torch
and turns it one.
“Thank you for letting stay at the
base,” says Alex.
“You’re welcome,” I reply with a shrug
as we walk down the tunnel as it slopes down, “I’m just concerned how the
others will react. Some of them were annoyed when I invited Britannia’s to stay
there for the time being.”
“I’m sure they won’t mind,” says Alex,
“They know me after all.”
“So what are you planning to do?” I ask
her.
“Well, I don’t want to be a fighter,”
replies Alex, “So I’ll probably help out around the base. Maybe act as mission
control.”
“Narszara and I could use the help,” I
agree, “I was fine on my own while the League wasn’t active, but now it is, I
have to manage our resources, coordinate our efforts and repair the Sentinel
armour when it’s damaged. Plus I’ll helpful knowing that if someone does get
into the base, they’ll have to face a master fighter.”
“I’m not going to fight unless I have to
you know,” says Alex, “That’s why I’m here with you lot.”
“I know, but if the worse comes to the
worse, it’s nice to know we got really good back up to save our butts,” I
insist.
“Suit yourself,” shrugs Alex, “You did
well against Nightblade. How are you going to explain that?”
“I got a good self-defence teacher and
caught Nightblade by surprise twice,” I answer, “As I’m a normal, he
underestimated me and I only fought him because I thought he was going to kill
me regardless of whether I fought back. Once the League of Heroes showed up, I
ran because I had a chance to get away. I hid away afterwards because once the
adrenaline went away, I realised exactly what I did.”
“Good cover,” notes Alex, “I approve. It
covers how you were able to beat him and why you ran. I noticed that the
Britannia’s family has moved into the base.”
“Only until the government can sort out
something safe for them,” I reply.
“What are you going when you find out
who ratted her identity out?” inquires Alex.
“Depends if we can physically go after
them,” I answer.
“What it’s just a foreign civilian?”
asks Alex.
“We got Narszara,” I reply, “I might
just sic her on them.”
“That might be bad,” points out Alex.
“What happened to Britannia and her
family is worse,” I counter.
“I don’t disagree,” says Alex with a
wave her hand, “I’m just surprised by your opinion on the matter. Many
superheroes would be more wary about starting an international incident.”
***
“They already knew about Britannia, the
Albion Defenders and the League of Heroes,” says Narszara to us at the base,
“And they most definitely know not to reveal your identities.”
“I have no doubts about that last part,”
I say dryly, “Especially after what happened to them.”
“I concur milord,” agrees Narszara, “But
we shall discuss Nightblade now.”
“What about him?” I inquire.
“You were foolish to engage him without
the Verigar Derl,” says Narszara disapprovingly.
“The Verigar Derl?” I inquire again.
“The Sentinel armour,” answers Narszara,
“But you could have been killed or severely injured by Nightblade. And I was
not there to defend you.”
“Are you really that concerned about my
safety?” I ask her.
“Aye milord,” says Narszara, “You are my
Thariloth, of course I am deeply concerned about your safety. I value your life
over my own.”
“I guess that’s good,” I mutter.
Narszara is really different from most
humans. While she counts as human, she has come from an Earth and her people
have taken a very different route, both evolutionary and culturally. And while
you can ignore it or forget about most of the time, it really stands out when
Narszara speaks and acts all hammy while remaining deadly serious.
“Are you going to hunt him down?” Alex
asks her.
“If Verigar permits me to,” replies
Narszara.
Both look my way for my answer.
“If you the spare time, you can,” I tell
her, “Just try to bring him to justice instead of just killing him.”
“As you will milord,” states Narszara
matter-of-factly, “Recommend we begin working on a spare set of armour for you.”
“Since I’m moving in, I ought to help
you two,” says Alex.
“I’ll call Charlie,” I say as I pull out
my communicator, “He’s an engineer and mechanic like me, he won’t want to be
left out. Oh that reminds me, we need to put some heavier firepower into the
Sentinel and Bulk armours.”
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