Johannesburg, South Africa
CniDaria - 24
"The antagonist of my existence is in front of me what do you expect me to do?"
It didn't take much to keep my face straight as I walked out the ballroom. I've practiced the art of espionage since I was a teenager and became the most prolific assassin of this era. Knowing the faces and body language to show in a room of wolves is something I became accustomed to long ago. Even with me stating all that, as soon as I was out of sight of ballroom, seeing the man that was actively limiting our freedom made my eyes burn violet and my fist clenched. That man needed to die.
"Calm down." Kifo appeared before me again, arms folded leaning against the wall, watching me slowly lose composure. This time in more casual clothes but his muscular figure was now more pronounced in his black T-shirts and grey jeans. "Getting too hype now won't do you any good. This isn't like you." I was in no mood to be lectured. What did he know? Everyone in this building was minutes from death just from my presence. Why preach caution when I had nothing to fear from anyone including him. I turned to face him, eyes still burning violet. My aura started to ooze out with deadly intent making sure that he would be the only one to feel it. He looked at me calmly, never shifting his body or posture. All he did was blink and instantly my knees felt weak, and I stumbled almost falling to the ground. Once I gathered myself properly, I looked up into Kifo's eyes. They were blood red with a wisp of red aura lingering around his eyes. His killing intent was suffocating me, the intent I always imagined my victims to feel when I was serious. The difference was that there was no indication that anything was happening. There was no panic going on in the lobby. To an outsider nothing beyond the ordinary was happening. To me, the knife had already slit my throat, and I was bleeding out. Control, experience, real power, and then it stopped. His expression and posture never changed. I took a deep breath and calmed myself. "I know you don't think much of me, but I really do care about your wellbeing, and I will do everything needed to help with whatever you need. That doesn't mean that you can take my kindness for granted. I'm no pushover." I looked up at him with fear, the power he had was similar to what me and my brother manifested. We are no god, we are mortal beings, who is this really?
"Who are you and what do you want?" My voice still hoarse trying to gather myself, I had to ask the question. He simply rummaged through his pocket and pulled out an ear bud.
"You call me Kifo, so you must perceive me as Death, right? I won't push back on that; as for what I want, I already told you that I just want to be your friend. Here…." He gave me the ear bud and he motioned for me to put it towards my ear. "Now that you've calmed down maybe you can analyze the situation a bit better." I put the ear bud to my ear and I started hearing the conversation happening in the ballroom.
"Don't forget yourself Nicholas, you are still talking to the Secretary General of the United Nations. There is power in this title, you are not equal to me in status in anyway. You were not voted into your position democratically. YOU were hired by ME. Of course, I value you more than any employee I have currently, but I am still your superior…" I guess he wasn't lying about Nicholas role. He sounded like a glorified assistant. With his age and level of experience it makes sense he would only be such. He wouldn't have the skin in the game to be apart of any investigation. However, if he's just a paper pusher wouldn't he have access to their intel? I took the listening bud out my ear and turned to give it back to Kifo but he was gone. I felt my fingers suddenly become empty as well and when I looked back the earbud was gone as well. I had half the mind to feel like I was losing my mind, but I didn't have the time to dwell on this phenomenon. I had a directive, and it was time to execute. I walked calmly to the elevator, mentally preparing for what I had to do. My mind was on a singular direction and that was the death of the Secretary General of the United Nations.
I went back to my room and changed out of my dress and into my more tactical gear. If I remembered correctly Nick's room was directly above me. It shouldn't be to hard to grab onto his balcony to access. I looked through my bag to see if I had anything that would help me go in and out his room without any suspicion. I could just go up there and knock. Sweet talk him and distract him while I copy everything off his computer. Nick is not about this life, he would be none the wiser. No, when his boss comes up dead, he probably wouldn't suspect me, but doubt would be there regardless. I need him to think he was never involved. While going through my things the only thing that caught my eye was my vaporizer and my sleep aiding drops. I usually used this combination to aid in nightmare preventing deep sleep. The price I paid for the things I've done. I didn't have to use it often, but some nights were worse than others. If I could crack his balcony door open, I could knock him out in less than a minute or two. It's been a long day as it is. He wouldn't suspect anything based on falling asleep early.
With my plan clear in my head, I sprang into action. I climbed on the rail of my own balcony. Balancing perfectly as to not be bothered by the thirty story drop down below. My ceiling, his floor of the balcony was only four feet above me. It didn't take much to jump and grab the edge of his balcony. I pulled myself up and vaulted onto his balcony with the gracefulness of a world-class gymnast. I made very little noise and luckily, he had his curtains drawn so I wasn't immediately exposed. The balcony door slid open, it was simple to undo the lock and place my vaporizer in the crack I made. The aroma entered the room and I could narrowly see Nick sitting at a desk with his back to me, laptop illuminating the area around him. He still had on his tuxedo showing me how urgent his meeting with the secretary was. I could see him inserting a USB and the files loading up on his screen. He started scrolling through the data when I started to see his head start to nod off. He wrestled with sleep before finally yielding to his fate and his head lowered and snores started to fill the room. I covered my nose and mouth with a mask, careful not to inhale too much of the surrounding aroma. I opened the balcony door just enough for me to squeeze through and not let the aroma escape back out into Johannesburg night air. I inserted my own drive into his laptop copying anything I saw as useful as well as the USB he just inserted. Nick was out cold; I felt no sense of urgency to be careful or rush my theft. It only took a couple of minutes before it was finished, I crept back to the balcony door and looked back at Nick sleeping. I had an urge to cover him up with a blanket from his bed while he slept but I thought better of it. No good would come from me leaving any clue that someone else other than him was here. I left the room leaving the balcony door cracked as I intensified the vaporizer flooding the room with more sleep aid. That should ensure that he will be out until midday tomorrow. All the time I needed to look through this and put a plan into motion. I closed the balcony door fully and made sure it was locked as it was before. I turned off the vaporizer and stowed it back in my bag covering any evidence that I was ever there. I climbed down from his balcony and jumped back into mine without any difficulty. I immediately sat down and reviewed the files I had just obtained to see what exactly they had on us and how close they were to exposing my brother and I. My anxiety shot through the roof as I realization how close we are from being identified.