I woke up, the weekend had already passed and it was Monday. The weekend had been pretty boring, considering the events of Friday. It worried me that killing those two scouts did not even phase me. It is one of the reasons I stopped with work, next to Lory. I got up and walked into the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, I thought back. Lory and I have been together four years now.
We met when I had recently turned 25, just after I said to X, my boss, I was done for real this time. The deal with the dictator was when I was almost 19. I spent three years completing missions, killing people, hunting supernatural beings, and doing basically anything X wanted. When I turned 22, I stopped and started journalism.
I wound up in a faraway land with a master in forgotten martial arts. While there, X contacted me, he is the man, if he needs you, wherever you are, he will find you. The things I have done in my life, are not for people that are weak of heart. While I made many enemies, I think most of them are too scared to come after me. Not only am I a feared man, I have the full backup of the order of the Sacred Wrath. When Lorraine landed here, I did not stumble upon her by chance. The order had asked me to assess what was going on. I told them Lorraine is not a danger. I just want some peace.
After freshening up, I made my way to the kitchen, Lory was still sleeping, Bob lay on top of her while purring. On Wednesday, Olive the photographer would come by, Riley on Friday, then next week we are getting married. It is time to make some breakfast, but I put on sweatpants this time. As I walked to the kitchen, the first thing I did, is to check if the black van was still in the street.
Yes, they still are. Then I checked the other windows for any activity. Nothing at all. Still, I picked up the pistol and tucked it away in my pants. Then I made breakfast for Lory and I. Some coffee and tea.
Lory walked in yawning, Bob followed her, giving me a hug with his tail. Lory walked over and hugged me. “Did you sleep well, darling?”
“Yeah, just wondering what the new scoops will be.” She sat down on the chair and I continued preparing breakfast.
Lory spoke up, “Was that your gun or are you just happy to see me?”
“Huh? Oh, just in case I need it to keep you safe.” As I put down the plate with her monstrous wrap, she smiled at me.
“Thank you, Steve, that means a lot to me, but when we have a baby, this all needs to be over. You cannot have guns hidden all over the place, or keep carrying them.”
I sighed, “There are not that many guns hidden in our house.”
Bob spoke up, “I found at least 27 guns.”
Lory pointed at Bob, “He can find them. Which means, when we have a baby, you need to get rid of all your guns.”
I took a bite out of my sandwich, “Fine, what do I need them for anyway? I can just take one from the bad guys if needed.”
Lory sighed, “That is not what I meant, but if that helps you to get rid of them, then alright.”
“I am sorry Lory, I thought I could leave it all behind, but your past is coming after me, and you. We seem to be fine for now. Perhaps, it is over, the message got across, and we can live in peace.”
She smiled and nodded, “That would be the best case for everyone.” After we had breakfast, Lory got up, “I am going to get dressed, then I need to work.”
“Alright Lory.” I opened the laptop and checked my mail. The new scoops had arrived. One of them had to do with soda. It seems they think there is some kind of drug in the soda. Alright, I can figure that out. The other scoop is about wild guinea pigs that have been spotted on the streets, and in the forest. “What?” I had to read that twice.
Lory came back dressed and all, she is wearing a cute red dress today. Her tail peeked out, just under it. She looked at me, “I really wonder why you keep checking out my tail.”
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I shrugged, “I can’t help it.”
She wiggled her tail for me. Lory walked over to me, “Be careful. I love you too much to have something happen to you. We are getting married soon.”
“I love you too, Lory, have a pleasant day at work.” She nodded and left. After a while, someone knocked, I opened the door while holding one hand on my pistol. As I opened the door, I noticed It was just F. Blonde, short hair was pulled back to reveal a thin, charming face. Glinting hazel eyes, set well within his sockets. He is wearing a black suit, it appears to be bulletproof.
He walked inside and threw a shotgun over to me. Awesome, I inspected it as F put down a bag with accessories on the table. This double barreled shotgun is a new design, it’s used in many countries as it’s an efficient and easy to maintain weapon. The typical length of the weapon is 701 mm and has a barrel length of 516 mm. The weapon weighs 3.9 kg. The caliber used in this weapon is a 16 gauge and uses a semi-automatic firing mechanism. The ammo used most commonly is frag-12, but it also takes stingers, rock salt and, specialized by the order, it takes ice ammo.
F could explain to me how it works, I have no clue, he just makes weird shit, and it works. This shotgun comes with a straight English stock, but a round knob stock and a folding stock are also available. The stock is made from an expensive wood, but it can also be made from plastic and metal if you so desire. There are metal decorations on the stock, but horn decorations or ivory decorations are available as well. “Damn, F, you outdid yourself.”
Bob jumped on the table, “Did Lory not ask you to get rid of guns, not bring new ones into the house?”
F looked at the cat, “I see what you mean S, a talking cat. I have some news about the scouts that you have killed.”
Bob started licking his paws, “Is he getting a reward for a job well done?”
F chuckled, “Yeah, that too.”
I sat down, “What is it F?”
“We got a message back, after sending the corpses through the portal.”
I smiled, “They told you, they are going to back off?”
“Not exactly,” he put down a note on the table, “This came in today.”
I grabbed the note and read it out loud, “We do not fear one man, he claims to be strong and protecting your world. He is outnumbered. We want Lorraine back, we are giving you twelve days. If you do not bring her back, we are sending our elite forces to take down Steve, and take back what is ours.”
I looked at F, “Is this threat real?”
He nodded, “We are upping the guards, we have no clue if they are going to stick to the twelve days. Get married, then kill the motherfucking emperor.”
“F, you know I don’t do that anymore. You need to find someone else for this.”
He looked at me, “But, Lorraine is your responsibility.”
“I already stopped one war, is that not enough? I even stopped a supernatural threat that would have taken over the world. You are asking too much of me. Just put the guards here, kill the fuckers they send, and then they must back off.”
F sighed, “What happened to you, S? You used to be such a brute killer.”
“I grew tired of killing. There is not much that can get me out of retirement. I have a different job now, I need to investigate sodas and guinea pigs. I am getting married, and staying out of this, I already killed two beings too much.”
F smiled at me, “How did that make you feel?”
“Nothing, that is what I feel when I kill F, nothing. I intend to have a relaxing week. Spend some time with Lory, talk with the photographer on Wednesday. Play some board games with a friend on Friday. Then we will get married the next Wednesday. Lory has taken a day off next Monday. She is going with some friends to pick out a dress. I should pick out a tuxedo.”
F looked at me, “I will bring you a tuxedo.”
“And why do you want to do that?”
He smiled, “Do you remember that comet a while ago?”
“Yes, I do, why?”
F smiled, “We harvested material from it, the tuxedo I have for you has the highest rating defense for bullets and melee attacks. In case you get wedding busters. I am trying to understand the runes, then I can put some magic protection on them. It won’t make you immune to pain, everything is going to hurt.”
“Fine F, bring me the tuxedo, I just hope I will not need it.”