Reaching for the sky
While laying in the gutter
Kicking and screaming
I an singing bloody murder
~Papa Roach~
𝕂𝕒𝕫 𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕜𝕜𝕖𝕣
MY GLOVED HANDS SHOOK as I poured the liquor into my mouth, I could feel the sting as the alcohol hit my split lip but I wasn't in the mood to care. To my dismay the door opened, I heard the hinges creak before they were inside. Turning I saw Wylan and Jesper.
I didn't care enough to try for a hello, so I simply cut to the chase. "The dregs have opted to join us." I paused to fully turn around and see them, "Well?"
"You were right," Jesper wouldn't meet my eyes, "no glass factory, just a country estate."
I smiled slowly, so they weren't going to tell me. "Was the boy there?" I rose an eyebrow, "What's his name?" I scoffed when no one answered me, "Don't pretend otherwise. He renamed the Crow Club the Kaelish Prince, and he wouldn't think of himself as anything less than a king." I took a step forward, relying more heavily on my cane. "So, what is the boys name?"
I watched Jesper crack, I knew he would. The name slowly formed from his mouth. "Alby. Alby Rollins."
"What are you gonna do with him?" Wylan's voice cracked as I retreated to the other room.
"Kaz," Jesper called, "He's just a kid!"
"So was I," Pain crept into me and my mind went dark. The feeling was familiar yet not once had it ever become an easier feat. For a moment my mind was clouded with the memories of my childhood, the memories of them.
Jordie had lifted me up to see if Pekka was there. He wasn't. Instead he'd left and taken everything from us. The look on my brothers face was burned into my skull, I'd never forget the day it was all lost.
I was broken from my trance by the explosives man. "Kaz. Kaz? Alby Rollins can't help who his father is. And you... you can't punish him for that."
My head finally lifted to look at him. The thing was, I could.
"I won't help with that..."
Shaking my head I answered, "You won't have to touch a hair on his head." I stood to face him, "but you are going to help me blow up everything Pekka holds dear."
He was practically shaking now, "You said no more explosions."
"Now that kind," I smirked. "I've finally found a weapon to end all of this."
"What weapon?"
I sick grin grew on my face, finally, finally I could destroy Pekka Rollins. Show him the same pain he'd shown me. "Suffering."
Suddenly the door creaked open again, quick footsteps hit the concrete floor. My head snapped to see who it was through the extra doorway. It was Evilynn, with a duffel bag slung over her shoulder, and what looked like a diamond ring on her middle finger. She shut the door behind her and looked around.
"Am I interrupting something...?"
Before anyone else could answer I did, "No." I looked over the bag once more. "What is all that?"
She smiled, "Just some of my stuff from the circus, they left my things behind for me." Instead of elaborating she turned to Wylan. "I don't think we formally met," She stuck her hand out with her devilish, picture perfect grin, "Evilynn Piest, Crows personal entertainment, and distraction."
Wylan glanced back at me, but thankfully dropped the previous topic to shake her hand. "Wylan, um, demolitions man I suppose."
"Nice to meet you Wylan," Her smile was distracting, but I cut their introduction short.
"I'm going to the Dregs, I need to focus on my plan." I passed by the enthusiastic girl to make my way to what would soon become my office, and for some reason she followed. Neither of us spoke but I heard her, her short breath trailed behind me.
After about ten minutes I heard her voice, "Kaz, where exactly are we going?"
"The Slat."
"Not helpful, I'm not a local remember?"
"You'll see when we get there." I frowned, but my mind whispered how much I'd missed her cheery voice while she was gone. I also noticed she wasn't forcing her accent, not at all, I could hear the melody of a life of travel with every syllable she spoke. I wondered what had changed.
But she went quiet again as we entered the Slat and went to my room. It wasn't nice to any standard, the paint was chipped and the bed was creaky and old, you could tell it was not the home of a careful person.
"You can get your own room," I glanced back at her as I sat at the desk. "I have things to do."
Instead she sat cross legged on the bed and set her duffel bag to the side. For some reason she didn't speak, so I just ignored her and continued with my work. Most of it I had planned out in my head, but I needed to put it on paper and fill in the gaps, the logistics. I heard her rummaging through the bag, but I didn't care to look, for the next hour she came in and out of the bathroom, sometimes sitting back on the bed sometimes rummaging through piles of things, sometimes she would just sit there not making any noticeable sound.
I decided I needed Evilynn to get some things before I could explain the rest of my plan to everyone, she had a knack for disguises, I could leave that in her hands. When I turned to look at her I quickly noticed three things; one, she was adorned with new jewelry, necklaces and bracelets, but still the only ring she had was the dainty diamond band. Two, she had done her make-up, a dark red lip and messy black eyelids told me so. Three, she seemed to be holding... a stuffed bear?
She seemed to notice my stare, "Never seen a stuffed animal before Brekker?"
"Why do you have it? Those things are for children."
She gave me a pointed look and stuck out her bottom lip, "Daisy is a girlboss, we're planning world domination."
"We have important things to do."
She sighed and put the toy down, "fine, fine, what are we doing now?"
"There will be a celebration tomorrow for Sankt Emerens, everyone will be dressed up in mascaraed, it'll be the perfect cover for our plan, I need you to get the disguises."
She grinned, "demoting me back to disguises are we?"
After that I gave her a quick overview of the plan, her job was simple, she was our ears on the street, making sure everything ran smoothly. And by smoothly I mean chaos, everything should be in complete chaos. "Once everything is secure I want you to come to the emerald palace."
She nodded, "of course." She smiled and was about to leave, likely to get the garments for tomorrow.
"And, Evilynn," my voice was lower than before, but she still heard me and stood still. "If anything goes awry I want you to leave the city, never return. Make a life for yourself, do not turn back."
She looked down and smiled slowly, before meeting my eyes again. "you are my life, Kaz, nothing will go wrong." Without another word she dashed out of the room, leaving her bag of spilled over clothes and other things laying on my bed.
I spent the rest of the night giving everyone directions and giving them a glimpse of the plan. The dominoes were falling and I could see revenge nearing closer by the second.
AN: Little short but you...
CLIFFHANGERRRRR