Smoke And Mirror (Royal Angel l) - S01 E19

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Smoke And Mirror (Royal Angel l) - S01 E19

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

“Corsica, the Burger ”

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Xavier's POV

“Run, Xevi.”

The lady’s voice echoed through the hallway as I tripped. My breathing was hard and my heart hammered in my chest. I was tired and hurt, but I couldn’t stop.

I could still hear his footsteps.

“Run as far away from here as you can get.”

Hauling a barely conscious Victoria into the car, I got in and slammed my foot on the gas. The sirens started wailing from behind us.

Glad to know my mother’s advice still holds good after twelve years.

The guardians didn’t waste any time coming after us.

I had no idea how they’d figured it out or what they were going to do to Ira

All I knew was that this wasn’t Grand Theft Auto – I sure as hell couldn’t drive and shoot at the same time.

I took a sharp left into a smaller lane, losing them for a few minutes.

“Victoria. Dashboard. Guns.”

She didn’t move.

Fück. My. Life.

I pulled the brake. The Ferrari screeched to a halt in the middle of the narrow street.

I reached over and opened the dashboard, taking out two loaded guns.

You’ve still only got two hands, Einstein. Now what ?

“Victoria.” I said, frustrated. “For a person who kills people for a living, it ought to take a whole lot more than this to shake you. The badass bîtch I know wouldn’t just sit here and do nothing.”

“You know nothing then.”

Great. I’m Jon Snow .

I looked at her. Victoria’s eyes were hard and cold. Her face was like a mask, pale and expressionless.

“Give me your guns, Biscuit.”

“Don’t miss.”

“Don’t talk.”

The sirens were getting louder. I drove out of the street and onto the main road. Two guardian cars caught up to us soon.

Victoria didn’t miss.

I didn’t talk.

Some fancy driving and dead guardians later, both of us realised the main problem with our situation.

As cool as it was, a shiny black million dollar Ferrari wasn’t exactly under the radar.

A few more guardian cars got in the way. I took a sharp turn into a mall and scared the living daylights out of a bunch of people.

The car was about to crash into a Target. Both of us dived outside just in time.

The thing blew up with a bang, teddy bears and all.

Danny’s going to kill me.

Yay .

I grabbed Victoria’s hand and ran up the stairs. The guardians were coming through the main entrance and we had no where else to go.

“Can’t we take the elevator?” Victoria muttered, breathless.

“Sure, princess.” I shot back. “Next time we’re in a high speed chase, remind me to wait for a goddämn metal box to make our getaway.”

“No need to get snappy.” Victoria muttered. “It’s just that stairs are probabl bad for your knees.”

“Just how old do you think I am?” I groaned.

“I’m pretty sure a dinosaur was present for the baby shower.”

And now I’m a caveman.

“Why can’t we ever have a normal conversation?”

“We’re running from the cops in a mall after blowing up a Ferrari in a toy store.” Victoria said. “You want normal conversation? Fine. How was your day, Biscuit?”

“Really shîtty. Thanks for asking.”

We reached the top floor and the guardians were still following us. I kicked open the door to the terrace and we ran across the empty expanse.

“So what’s your plan again?” Victoria asked, as we reached the railing. “Because last time I checked neither of us is a pigeon.”

I looked at the distance between us and the next building.

The ground in between seemed awfully far away.

As in, break-your-bones-if-you-miss far away.

“We jump.” I said, sounding more confident than I felt.

Victoria was understandably not on board with my amazing plan.

“Are you fücking kidding me? I’m all for Mission Impossible but this is the real life. It’s too far away, Biscuit.”

A bullet whistled past my ear. The guardians were closing in. Victoria pressed the trigger on her gun.

Empty .

“Now what?” Victoria’s nails bit into my arm, as a bullet hit her ankle. She swore. “Well, Biscuit, this is the end. It wasn’t really nice knowing you but I felt like I should say something here.”

I searched my thoughts to find a way out, coming up empty.

Well, there was still one way.

“Close your eyes, Shortcake.”

I caught both her hands and tried something both illegal and impossible.

In one second, we were no longer on the terrace with the guardians.

The rhythmic chirping of insects engulfed us. Sunlight filtered through emerald green leaves and the forest floor was carpeted with moss. The faint smell of salt water mixed with fresh rain covered us like a warm blanket.

Victoria opened her eyes.

“What the hell was that? Where are we?”

“Shh.” I said, helping her rest against a tree bark. “How’s your leg?”

“It’s hunky dory.” She said, deadbeat. “I was shot. What did you expect?”

“Let me have a look.”

“No.” Victoria shied away from me. “Now tell me how we got here.”

I sighed.

“Dematerialisation is a form of forbidden magic. Call it teleporting, if you will.” I explained. “I came here as a child. I believe we’re near the coast of Corsica.”

“The island?” Victoria’s eyes were wide.

“No. The burger.” I said, straight faced.

Victoria took a moment to look around in amazement after punching my shoulder. The obvious conclusion slowly dawned on her.

“You’re a pureblood, aren’t you?”

I’d counted myself lucky that she hadn’t remembered my wings when she was drunk.

Guess what? Luck didn’t really like me.

Surprise .

“Yes.” I said slowly. “And it doesn’t matter. So don’t go there.”

She wasn’t listening. Somewhere two and two got together in her head and she told me the one thing I didn’t want her to know.

“You’re a royal.”

“I was.” I took a deep breath. “Not anymore.”

Victoria looked at me with a mixture of confusion and wonder. Which gradually turned into annoyance.

“You’re not going to tell me more, are you?”

“Nope.”

“We’re in the middle of nowhere, with no money, no leads and my sister is in prison.” Victoria said. “You owe me some answers.”

“I saved your life.” I said simply. “You owe me a thank you. Again.”

“And if I say that, you’ll tell me your story?”

I thought about it.

“Deal.”

Victoria looked me in the eyes, sincere. “Thank you. For saving my life.”

I leaned against the tree, finding a cigarette in my pocket.

“You want to hear my story, Shortcake? Fine. Here goes. In a charming land far far away, there lived a prince. His life was perfect, his parents loved him, he married a lovely bride and he ruled over his kingdom, wise and just. His whole life was just one big rainbow, start to finish and the whole world adored him.”

She looked at me curiously. I sat down next to her, and closed my eyes.

“I am not that guy, Shortcake. The end.”

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Xavier : “COMMENT ON THIS AND WE CAN GO GET A BURGER TOGETHER.”XD