Shadowed Truth

 Seraphina 

“This is a bad idea,” David was grumbling for the millionth time tonight. I swear this man could make even a rainbow depressed, but I don’t pay him to get cheerful, I pay him to protect me and mine. 

“We have gone over this 1000 times,” I hissed, checking threw the broken warehouse window again, making sure our targets were still inside, “we need to know for sure who is taking these girls. It’s been a month of sifting through chatter to even find this place.” 

“You shouldn’t be here,” David looked down the line of mean all tucked against the wall, “there is more than enough men to get this done. Go back to the vineyard.”  

“You think I'm going to miss tying my arsehole ex to the these atrocities,” I looked at the girls bound and gaged on the floor, “You are sadly mistaken my friend.”  

No one could identify me, nothing even made me stand out from the men except that i was 8inches shorter than most of them. Watching the girls inside the warehouse, the door on the opposite to my team opened and four figures walked in. At the far end of the warehouse the roll up door was being opened and a van drove in. 

“Its time,” I breathed into the com mic on me neck, “Go.” 

Half the team split off, staying crouched under the windows and moving swiftly towards the end of the warehouse with the roll up door. The rest of us rushed towards a side door that had already been pried open while we waited. The 10 men with me fanned out in the shadows near the door and we all inches closer to the girls and figures guarding them. 

 With three feet of shadows between us and our targets, the other half of the team started firing on the man coming out of the van. The guards around the girls rushed into the fight just as glass shattered above us, ropes appearing and 3 men that weren’t mine descended from above. Someone else was crashing this party.  

“Get the girls!” David called threw the coms, “Team 2 pull out, this isn’t our party anymore.”  

The men with me moved to the girls chained to the floor, pulling liquid nitrogen canisters from their bags to start spraying down the chains before smashing them with hammers. Each of the men grabbed a girl and booked it back out the door that had been our entrance to the warehouse. My team was slipping through the hole we cut in the fence, several G-Series Jeeps waiting on the other side to take us and the rescued girls to safe houses. 

“Genovesse!” a voice from one of the three shouted. I paused at the door, everyone else was already out yet I couldn’t help but me intrigued who these party crashers were, “Where are you?”  

I know that voice, Ive hear it on campus everyday for the last 2 months, it’s hard not to notice it. It was one of the three Shadow Kings from campus, Marius. That must be Tyrone and Damon flanking him as always. The fuck were they doing here?