Sparrow wiped her forehead and turned to the group with a stern look. "If you are trying to prank us…" The group of boys shook their heads "No! You have a note from the guild! Here!" They said, handing over a small disc with a hologram of the guild logo. Sparrow cursed a couple of times and took it from them.
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Cyrus’ stance went stiff.
“A… note… I hope it’s not what I think it is. Let’s open it.”
Luna growled slightly under her breath as she glared at the small disc, "It probably is. I-I mean the kids are missing, Uriah hasn't contacted us. What else could it be?"
In the time that all of this dram had been going on, Eira had been off on her own, personal mission with her sister. It had been long and grueling but the job had been completed and she had been heading back to the guild for a while now. Finally, she made it back, relief flooding through her body as she dragged her slightly broken, very much bloodied and bruised body through the front door. She was on the verge of passing out, limbs barely functioning but she dragged herself throught he guild until she found her friends.
Sparrow looked up at the sound of footsteps and brightened "Eira! Your here!" She grinned
Cyrus’ gaze lifted from the message over to Eira, but his eyes had an odd glaze to them. He was shaking, still more focused on what the message said than that Eira had returned.
(Ooh, maybe cyrus should read it!! I can PM you the details )
(Okay! That’d be cool!)
Luna glanced up to see Eira, "Are you okay? You look half dead."
Eira ignored Luna's question. She knew that look that Cyrus had and it was never good, "The hell happened while I was gone?" She asked, limping further towards them.
Cyrus didn’t know how much to share right away. He moved his hand so he was hiding the disc.
“We haven’t heard back from Uriah…” he muttered.
Cyrus wasn’t sure if he was going to hold up. His heart was pounding so hard that he could barely hear anyone else’s speaking.
Eira’s heart stopped then started again. She hadn’t been gone that long, had she? She’s lost track, “What else?”
He bit his lip.
“Kids are gone.”
Cyrus’ grip on the disc tightened.
“Anyway, I uh… I-I have some business to attend to. You should get your injuries looked at, Eira.”
"We have a message from the guild. Panther's that is. We were just about to go watch it." Sparrow said, holding up the small disc like object
Luna nodded and looked to the disc, "Speaking of which, we should probably play it. Now."
Cyrus shuddered really hard.
“Y-yeah… We should- we need to get on that,” he said.
Sparrow lifted her wrist and inserted the small device into her watch. A small hologram appeared of a male with a mask on. "Greetings, White Wings. We have your child assassins in custody." The camera moved towards a small window where the young kids were held, hands tied with rope. "If you ever want to see them again, you will return to me, my grandson. The last living heir of the Black Claws. Respond within a week and your children will not be harmed. Failure to do so…, well, let's just say you will find them returning back in pieces." A dark and evil laugh was heard before the screen cut to black. The words 'One Week' flashed before Sparrow's watch spat the disc out.
(Grandson?!?!?)
(…That was unexpected, yet expected…)
Luna stood there in slight shock before glancing over at Cyrus. He was the only guy that had come from Black Claws besides Alex. But Panther wouldn't have hurt Alex while he was held captive there, so that meant it was Cyrus. Did he even know that he was the grandson?
Uriah.
"Sir, he's being way too stubborn. He won't tell us anything." Jax said as he stood with one of the higher ups. They were standing behind a one way mirror talking and trying to figure out what the hell Uriah's weakness was. As they did that, Uriah was laying on the ground completely defeated. Even he was surprised at how well he was keeping his mouth shut, but how long will that last? The beating were getting more frequent and he was losing a lot of blood. Although they would occasionally let a doctor look at him to insure he wouldn't die. There was one person keeping him going… Luna. Since being in here he's had a lot of time to think. Although Zhavia was his first love, he felt he was ready to actually move on. And since coming back from his trip with Sparrow him and Luna had gotten close, and before he knew it, he just… fell. It was slow going, but for some reason she was different from anyone he's ever met. She was quiet, but bold, strong yet sweet, she was one of the most dedicated people in the guild and she was always extremely strong. But when she would do small things like look at the ground when embarrassed, play with her hair, and even just a simple smile would get his heart racing. He was definitely in love with her and when or if he gets out of here, he was going to tell her. Now if she felt the same way that would be a dream, but if not he had a lot of time in here to prepare for it.
"Does he have a special someone?" Love does crazy things to people, and if you threaten them, they will most likely talk. Jax had a mischievous smiled and opened the door. "Well, if he does, I'll find out."
“Fuck my injuries, this is more important.” Eira said. Grandson…
Sparrow looked at the others in shock. Just then another person came in and handed another small disk to her. "This one just came. With a note." She said softly. Sparrow nodded and placed the dial in her watch. "Oh, and by the way. I have a picture." The voice said huskily.
Luna watched as the next message played. She knew exactly who would pop up on that disc and instead looked at Eira, "You look like shit Eira. I'll help you to the infirmary."
Cyrus bit down on his lip.
“Did we let in a spy?”
He felt that his breathing was shallowing and he couldn’t catch a good full breath.
Eira shook her head, even though she knew she should go to the infirmary, “It doesn’t matter about my injuries. Their could be a spy and if there is we need to find out who it is.”