In the future, where man has traveled to the stars and beyond, there exists guilds with special abilities. Two such guilds are the guild of assassins and the guild of mages. Their laws prevent them from working together. Reaper is the story of two members of the guilds, who ignored their laws and who fight for the greater good.
Genre: Science Fantasy Romance
Zion
waited patiently for the air bus to come. It would be a little tricky with the
huge rucksack on his back. The sun had long gone down and he was once again
traveling under the cover of darkness. A well-lit vehicle descended from the
sky and traveled parallel to the building tops. In one smooth move, Zion leaped
from the building and landed on top of the bus. He grabbed a railing to brace
himself and waited for the moment they passed the seedy hotel. At night, there
were no lights around it. The gloom added to the mystery and maybe the romance
of the place, but all Zion saw was a method of invisibility. He jumped from the
bus, grabbed the terrace and swung to the shadows below. He found the door he
exited, opened it and climbed the flight of stairs to the room. Once on the
floor, he studied the motions of the revolving cameras. When he got a green
light, he quickly walked to the room door, used the key card nearly as quickly
as his quick draw, opened the door and walked in.
Bomba
turned to him. She was standing up, glaring at him. “Where have you been?”
“Where
have you been?” He walked past her
and set the duffle bag on his bed.
“I asked
you first.”
“I went
shopping.”
“Shopping?”
“Yep.”
“Where is
my cloak?”
Zion
straightened. “Oh, well it kind of got torn to pieces by an alpha level
android. As much as I hate to admit it, I am a little rusty.”
“Say
what?”
Zion
turned around. “Yeah, he was pretty mad. Don’t know if he was programmed to get
angry or something else was going on. But it was very convincing.”
She
cocked her head sideways. Anger melted and concern grew on her face. “Are you
unharmed?”
“Yes. I
am a little sore, but once I get a good night’s rest. I should be fine.”
“Zion.
You are a grandmaster of Gunchi. Why would you get into a skirmish without your
weapons?” She gestured toward the guns on the night stand. “And while you are
at it. Will you tell me what that is?” She pointed to the foot tall tree that
was already ripe with fruit.
“The tree on the right is my bullet tree.
Something I learned from studying my mother’s people.”
“You can
grow bullets?”
“Not just
any bullets. Psychokinetic bullets. Bullets that only I can use.”
“Impossible.”
“There
are trees on Planet Terra that can drain the blood right out of a living being.
Then there are others that can draw on the ambient psychic energy in the air.
This tree does just that. I just modified it so I can make bullets—up to twenty
bullets a day, depends on where it is located.”
“Interesting.”
“The shy
one on the left is Celeste. She will come out eventually, but she has been in
stasis for a long time.”
“Celeste?”
Bomba raised an eyebrow. “You name your plants?”
“Just
Celeste. We go way back.” Zion reached into the duffle bag. “Anyway, I got into
a little skirmish because I needed money. I have some saved up, but it is saved
up for a reason. So I took in a well-known gangster and got his bounty.” He
handed her a bag. “Here.”
“What is
this?”
“A gift.”
She
opened the bag and pulled out two robes. A dark green one and a crimson one.
“It’s beautiful.”
“I had
pockets sewn in. Places to hide your magic stuff or whatever. I know you guys
are supposed to wear your black outfit and all, but we have to be able to
travel without being discovered. Also, it changes color, so you can go back to
your basic black if you want too.”
She took
the crimson one and placed it on. Buttoning it and placing the hood on her
head. “I like it.”
Zion
walked over to her and removed the hood. “You don’t have to cover your face
around me.”
She held
his gaze for a moment. “Zion. I will accept your gift, but don’t place your
hands on me or my belonging. What gives you the right to undress me in my sleep
and just leave?”
“Your
eyes and hips.”
“What?”
“Your eyes
are dilated and your hips are tilted at the right angle. You find me too
attractive to stay mad at me.”
Her eyes
flashed with anger. “How dare you!”
“The
feeling’s mutual Bomba, next time I undress you, I won’t leave.”
Bomba
stepped back. Her face was painted with a look that could kill. She turned, walked
into the bathroom and slammed the door.
Zion
rubbed the back of the head. “I really am rusty.”
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