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Authors: Lucas Flint
Tags: General Fiction
Third merged back with Triplet, Grandfather said, “Kevin, how did the fight go? Did you beat Twinfist?”
I nodded. “Yes. He’s still alive, but I left him under a tree so I could come back and check on you guys. Did anyone else try to enter the mansion while I was fighting him?”
“No,” said Triplet, shaking his head. “As far as we can tell, Twinfist was all by himself. I imagine that whoever sent him probably didn’t think Twinfist would need backup, probably because he hadn’t expected us to be here.”
“Where did you leave Twinfist?” Emma said.
I thrust a thumb over my shoulder. “Somewhere in the woods. Just look for a bunch of downed trees and craters and you should find him. Why?”
“Because I am going to search for him,” said Emma. “I want to find out how he found Mr. Jason’s mansion and whether or not he has any allies who will come to back him up.”
“Are you sure about that?” I said. “Because Twinfist is very strong. Even pinned under a tree, he could be a threat to a normal human like you.”
“Normal human?” Emma repeated. She rolled her eyes. “Thank you for the concern, but I don’t really need it. Please keep Mr. Jason safe while I am gone.”
Emma brushed past me, almost shoving me aside, and returned to the living room. I looked over my shoulder just in time to see her mount the window and then jump out, apparently heedless of the glass shards in the window frame.
Looking back at Grandfather, I said, “Is Emma always that rude?”
“You will have to excuse her,” said Grandfather with a shrug. “Emma does not take kindly to anyone who she deems a threat to me or Jane. Nor does she take kindly to anyone who beats her in a fight.”
“I can see that,” I said. “Still, maybe I should go and follow her. I don’t think Twinfist will be able to escape, but if he does, he might be able to hurt her. She’s not a superhuman, after all.”
“Actually, she is,” said Grandfather.
“She is?” I said. “What’s her power, then?”
“Camouflage and the ability to silence all sounds her body makes,” said Grandfather. “It makes her useful as a bodyguard, because she can be around me at all times and no one would ever notice.”
That explained why I couldn’t see or hear her when we fought. “Then I guess she’ll be okay.”
“Yes, she will,” said Grandfather, nodding. “But how are you, Kevin? Are you hurt?”
I touched my chin, which was bleeding slightly, and said, “No, I’m fine. I’ve been through much worse. What made Twinfist so dangerous, though, is that he’s skilled as well as strong, so he can figure out the best ways to beat you that don’t necessarily involve pure physical strength.”
“Yes, I am aware of that,” said Grandfather. “But it is good that you managed to defeat him anyway. If you had not been here, I am afraid that he would have killed me, Jane, and Emma as well. Then he probably would have burned down the whole mansion and left our bodies to burn to ash with it.”
“You sound like you’ve met him before,” said Triplet.
Grandfather sighed. “Yes, but it’s his master who I am really worrying about, and she is even crazier than him.”
“Yeah, he mentioned his boss, but didn’t say who she was,” I said. “Who does that guy work for? And why does she want you dead?”
Grandfather looked like he didn’t want to talk about it, but he eventually said, “It is a long story, something I thought I had put away, but my past, it seems, has come to haunt me yet again. Come up to my study. I will tell you about it in there.”
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Grandfather’s study was in a room on the second floor of his mansion and was kind of small, but there was enough room for me and Triplet to sit down, thanks to the two comfy seats in front of Grandfather’s desk. We sat down opposite Grandfather, who took the seat on the other side of the desk, which was clean and uncluttered, although it didn’t have a computer. Though
I nodded. “Yes. He’s still alive, but I left him under a tree so I could come back and check on you guys. Did anyone else try to enter the mansion while I was fighting him?”
“No,” said Triplet, shaking his head. “As far as we can tell, Twinfist was all by himself. I imagine that whoever sent him probably didn’t think Twinfist would need backup, probably because he hadn’t expected us to be here.”
“Where did you leave Twinfist?” Emma said.
I thrust a thumb over my shoulder. “Somewhere in the woods. Just look for a bunch of downed trees and craters and you should find him. Why?”
“Because I am going to search for him,” said Emma. “I want to find out how he found Mr. Jason’s mansion and whether or not he has any allies who will come to back him up.”
“Are you sure about that?” I said. “Because Twinfist is very strong. Even pinned under a tree, he could be a threat to a normal human like you.”
“Normal human?” Emma repeated. She rolled her eyes. “Thank you for the concern, but I don’t really need it. Please keep Mr. Jason safe while I am gone.”
Emma brushed past me, almost shoving me aside, and returned to the living room. I looked over my shoulder just in time to see her mount the window and then jump out, apparently heedless of the glass shards in the window frame.
Looking back at Grandfather, I said, “Is Emma always that rude?”
“You will have to excuse her,” said Grandfather with a shrug. “Emma does not take kindly to anyone who she deems a threat to me or Jane. Nor does she take kindly to anyone who beats her in a fight.”
“I can see that,” I said. “Still, maybe I should go and follow her. I don’t think Twinfist will be able to escape, but if he does, he might be able to hurt her. She’s not a superhuman, after all.”
“Actually, she is,” said Grandfather.
“She is?” I said. “What’s her power, then?”
“Camouflage and the ability to silence all sounds her body makes,” said Grandfather. “It makes her useful as a bodyguard, because she can be around me at all times and no one would ever notice.”
That explained why I couldn’t see or hear her when we fought. “Then I guess she’ll be okay.”
“Yes, she will,” said Grandfather, nodding. “But how are you, Kevin? Are you hurt?”
I touched my chin, which was bleeding slightly, and said, “No, I’m fine. I’ve been through much worse. What made Twinfist so dangerous, though, is that he’s skilled as well as strong, so he can figure out the best ways to beat you that don’t necessarily involve pure physical strength.”
“Yes, I am aware of that,” said Grandfather. “But it is good that you managed to defeat him anyway. If you had not been here, I am afraid that he would have killed me, Jane, and Emma as well. Then he probably would have burned down the whole mansion and left our bodies to burn to ash with it.”
“You sound like you’ve met him before,” said Triplet.
Grandfather sighed. “Yes, but it’s his master who I am really worrying about, and she is even crazier than him.”
“Yeah, he mentioned his boss, but didn’t say who she was,” I said. “Who does that guy work for? And why does she want you dead?”
Grandfather looked like he didn’t want to talk about it, but he eventually said, “It is a long story, something I thought I had put away, but my past, it seems, has come to haunt me yet again. Come up to my study. I will tell you about it in there.”
-
Grandfather’s study was in a room on the second floor of his mansion and was kind of small, but there was enough room for me and Triplet to sit down, thanks to the two comfy seats in front of Grandfather’s desk. We sat down opposite Grandfather, who took the seat on the other side of the desk, which was clean and uncluttered, although it didn’t have a computer. Though