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Retrieving Rain [Tester]Authors Comments: I really need comments and constructive critisism. I want to know if this is worth continuing or not.
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 Created on 9-13-08
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Looking in the mirror, Rain couldn’t help but feel ashamed for what she was about to do. Slowly raising her hand, she pressed her hand to the mirror. The cold of the glass chilled her lithe fingers. What she was about to do was wrong, very wrong. Karma would no doubt come back to haunt her. She would probably die a grisly death, or something of the sort. Her life would be ruined… She closed her eyes tightly, shaking her head sharply and withdrawing her hand, dislodging the thoughts before they could harm her resolve. She turned away from the mirror before she opened her eyes. Striding across the room with purpose in her step, she grabbed her cloak and wrapped it tightly about her shoulders.
Throwing open the door and stepping out into the setting sun, she glanced about before heading down a back alley. The air was heavy with the stink of oil and sweat that was standard for downtown Hope. The city had been named that hundreds of years before, it being the first town to actively use portal technology. It was a huge milestone, but the place was soon forgotten. Now it was infested with a variety of pests, man and animal alike. It was however, a excellent place for Rain to go about her business without being bothered by misguided do-gooders with their sights on the wrong shady person.
Keeping her head bowed against the chilled winds, she brushed her hand over a rather benign looking stone wall. Closing her eyes to help her sense of touch, she found the pin sized key hole. Reaching into her pocket, she grabbed a small pouch. Inside, was a piece of fingernail, which she carefully fed into the hole. A series of rhythmic clicks sounded, much louder than the standard for locks. If you really listened, you could just hear it. Yep, much too loud. Shaking her head, she walked into the newly formed doorway, hearing it close behind her with a hiss.
“It’s about time you got here!” Mordecai shouted. He jumped up from his desk and marched across the hangar, stopping with his pimply, warped face just inches from Rain’s. His foul breath washed over her face in a wave. “You better be ready.” He said with malice. Rain pushed him away from her with considerable force, sending him stumbling back several feet. Rage contorted his facial features into an ugly mask. He made his way toward her again, but he had given himself away already. Rain reached into her pocket and drew a knife in one fluid movement. She threw it toward Mordecai, and it barely grazed his arm. Still, he fell instantly to the ground, the faint redness of blood showing on his arm, along with a dark purple liquid.
Rain wasn’t finished yet however. She walked over to Mordecai’s shaking form and raised her fist. Just as she was about to bring it down, a calm voice sounded from a far corner. “That’s enough Rain. I think he’s learned his lesson.” From the shadows emerged a tall, well built man. He wore an elegant white coat and slacks, along with a red bow tie and round glasses. A small smile showed on his face as he gestured for Rain to come to him. Reluctantly, she left Mordecai’s side to join the man. He smile grew more pronounced as he took her in.
“I see you have made your decision Rain, and I am glad.” The man turned around and walked off toward a large door against the far wall, and Rain followed. They passed through the door into a well lit room. The floor was covered in a soft red carpet, and ancient tapestries hung on the walls. Rain had never understood what the man saw in all the elegant decorations. She took a seat in one of the fine leather chairs, as the man sat at his large mahogany desk. He stared at her appraisingly for a moment before another smile broke out on his face.
“Rain, it is truly a pleasure. I know that making this decision must have been hard on you, but I would like you to know that it will all be worth it in the end.”
Rain scoffed. That level of disrespect would have sent the man across from her into a heated rage if anybody else has perpetrated it. “I have no doubt of that, Mister Jansu.” She said, acid dripping from her voice. Jansu simply chuckled.
“You have made you decision, and nothing you can say will change that.” He said simply. Rain’s face grew somber again, and she was silent. Jansu chuckled again, before reaching across the desk to grasp Rain’s hand in his. “As I said, it will all be worth it in the end.”
The sleek jet whistled through the air at incredible speeds, fighting the turbulence in the air without ever a slight nudge reaching the passengers. The pilots didn’t need any skill to fly this machine, it held it’s own. But Rain couldn’t care less about how it was flying, or who was flying it. He mind was on the task at hand. Her team sat in a semi-circle around her, waiting impatiently for her to open her eyes. They didn’t say anything, knowing that if they were to break her concentration, something of theirs was to be broken. Raeneer, one of the most experienced members of the team didn’t look at Rain with impatience, but with worry. She could see the changes in Rain. She was once a kind and giving person, only using violence when it was needed. But she was only a shadow of that person now. Her once open expression was now carefully set to cold and unfeeling. Raeneer knew that the work they did could do that to a person, but she also knew that it wasn’t Rain’s kind of work.
In this day and age, if a person didn’t have the money to get an education, there wasn’t much they could do. Becoming a mercenary, and assassin, or a bounty hunter was common. Rain, being a poor child, was quickly sucked in, her skills unmistakable. However, she had never aspired to kill. She had never dreamed of taking lives so that she could live hers. But she was young, and she was bound to die if she didn’t find work. So, Trance Corps poured money into extensive training for her. They showed her all they knew, and she learned quickly, quicker than they could teach. And then they sent her out.
She had been taught not to fear death. She had been taught not to shy away from danger. She did as she was told. She went out on assignment with Raeneer and Friad. They infiltrated a drug lab, killing every soul inside. Friad died that day, and Raeneer and Rain became life friends. However, the killing nagged at Rain. No lessons could have prepared her for that. She felt horrible, and grew sick for weeks. After awhile, Jansu became angry with her, and told her that she was going out on assignment whether she felt up to it or not. Rain was forced to pull herself together and fight. The killing made her feel worse, but she knew that now that she wouldn’t get time off. She would have to do it again. So, she hid her pain, confiding only in Raeneer, the only one she trusted.
Rain opened her eyes and looked at her team, her gaze settling on Raeneer before moving on.
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