The Angel with Black Wings [Puzzleshipping]

Finding Him

This might be a short chapter, but welcome to my new story! This is the first I've written in literally like 5 years or so. Be gentle with me pls.

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Any feedback or comments would be greatly appreciated! :)

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     Finally. We have him. Years and years of searching and we finally found HIM. They've been talking about Him since my days training in the academy. I even remember hearing about this fiend back when I was a child on the news. He is notoriously known for his impossible escapes and his faceless name; The Thief King. Nobody living has seen his face. He's so mysterious that legend says he lives in the shadows, disappearing into the darkness and never to be found.

    Slowly we halt to a stop behind a large dumpster outside of the local exotic plant shop, Yvonne's. The rain is pounding loudly atop the roof of the car, competing intensely with the sound of my roaring heartbeat. I sit for a long moment and watch the rain drops slowly slither down the side of the window, collecting my cumbersome thoughts. A low grumble beside me breaks me from my trance.

    "Are we catching this guy or not? At this rate, he's likely aware of our presence and halfway out the door by now. Really, Sennen, get your head out of the clouds and get your ass in gear," Seto grunts as he tightens his vest and opens the car door, stepping out into the rain.

    I roll my eyes and put on my ear piece, clicking it on. Classic Seto. Stepping out of the car, I close it with a sigh and meet the side of my close partner. I breathe in the smell of wet asphalt and look down into a small puddle forming, I watch the reflection of the nearby flashing neon sign.

    We could die tonight. Anyone who has came anywhere close to him has been killed.  I sigh again to myself and start walking towards the abandoned building across the street. But this is all a part of the job. This will save innocent lives. This is it. I briskly and silently make my way around the building's corner towards the large double doors, I glance over at Seto. He nods and pulls out his pistol, holding it close thus signalling he's ready. I nod back and press down a small black button on my ear piece twice. It then glows a bright red for a moment then dims to nothing.

     I pull out a small disk shaped device the size of an Oreo cookie. Ra, I love Oreos. I press gently on the center and it lights up a brilliant blue. Quickly I press it on the lock on the door and step back for a moment, pulling my pistol out then ready it close to my being. The device flashes 3 times and then flashes red before falling to the ground. We're in. I nod again to Seto and pull up my black mask, covering my nose and mouth. Seto does the same and  I slowly push the door open.

    The door opens with the faintest creak and I step inside, my gun already pointing into the dimly lit room. I glance around and step further in, motioning Seto to follow along. He swiftly and silently strides into the room with his weapon drawn and ready. The room has a few old and torn couches with stuffing coming out of every cushion along with several filled ashtrays on a ripped, faded pool table.  We make our way across the mold covered, garbage ridden room and down the hall. The light above us flickers and struggles to remain lit, moths eagerly flying into the glass covering the bulb. It smells like a morgue in here. Disgusting. Not even the rats would want to live in a place like this.

    Crouching down the hall, we approach a set of stairs going up, I look at my partner and he nods his head up the stairs. I hesitant and take a silent breath before slowly taking my leave up the nearly sunken stairs. I stop at the top of the stairs and glance around the corner. Ahead lies another dimly lit hallway with several doors lining each side. Each door has a dirty and worn sign on the door with writing I can't quite read in this light. Seems all clear. I give Seto a thumbs up and make my way around in a swift single motion, my weapon drawn. He follows behind but halts all movement when a faint voice breaks the tense silence.