Fan Fiction ❯ Still Water Runs Deep ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Crystal smiled desolately, "You must be a rookie. Holding a gun to my head will only initiate more tribulations." She sighed and looked into the young lieutenant's eyes.

"You may be a few years older than me, but you know nothing." The young man looked at her and raised a brow arrogantly.

"Really? I seriously doubt that, lady. We've all been trying to catch you for a long time now, I'm not going to let you go just because you give me a pity look and shoot out a couple of big words." Crystal really smiled then. She quickly knocked the gun out of the young man's hand and tackled him to the ground with one swift move.

"I did warn you, you know." She pinned him to the ground. The rest of the squad watched in horror as they stared at the scene the building's security cameras were getting.

"What's your name, kid?" Crystal let her smile disappear and replaced it with her usual blankness as she whispered the question into his ear. The lieutenant was a bit shocked from her expeditious attack. After a moment he answered her question.

"J-James..James Modleey…" He stuttered quietly. Crystal smiled softly and placed a gentle kiss on his temple.

"Well, James, you don't have anything to worry about. I'm not going to hurt you. However, now you need to sleep…. I don't need you to cause anymore problems." She placed a thumb to one of his pressure points, knocking him unconscious. Crystal then got up and walked towards the camera. She stared into it with her multifaceted, anguished, breath-taking eyes.

"Sanfrauth..I know you're watching. I'm done running, please come in. Oh, and do tell the gentlemen outside to leave. I don't want to hurt them, but I will if necessary." Crystal's lip quivered slightly as she spoke. Her audience waited. Everyone was anxious to hear the commander's response to this. It could be a trap. Crystal was known for her cleverness and deception. Andrew Sanfrauth ran a finger down the screen, wiping away some dust.

"I'll go.." Immediately after he spoke, thousands protests shot out of the previously quiet assemblage of officers. Andrew batted them away with a wave of his hand.

"She's serious. If you looked into her eyes, you could tell." He loaded is gun and slipped it out of view. Commander Sanfrauth then left the trailer and strolled into the building. He prowled across the halls cautiously, looking around and listening incase this really was a trap. He reached the office where three more, younger, lieutenants stood outside.

"I'll handle this, gentlemen. Please report back outside to help round up the others." They looked at him curiously and saluted before hurrying off. Andrew sighed and opened the door.

Inside, Crystal was kneeling next to the young man she knocked out earlier. She appeared to be unwiring something attached to him. She looked up when Andrew came in.

"They can see, but I don't want them listening." Her voice was unusually quiet. Andrew stood there and looked at the young girl, only eighteen..and she had already caused so much trouble in such a small amount of time. She looked her age, but acted years older. He was one of the few people who'd been able to get near her the past year and a half or so. In the short times, he learned so much, not just about her, but about everything. She had such a unique perspective on life and all the pros and cons in it.