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“Wow (Name) they look amazing!” Jake stared in awe. We were in the training room at HQ.

“Thanks.” I couldn’t help but blush a little.

“You done ogling” Dirk said as he leaned against the doorframe. “It’s not like you haven’t seen any before.”

“I know but these are different” Jake said. I was starting to wonder what the boys were talking about.

“(Name) I need to talk to you about tomorrow,” Dirk said before I could ask about the wings.

“Of course.” I let my wings fold up and meld back into my body.

“I’ll be needing to pick you up tomorrow night.” Dirk stated bluntly.

“Alright.” Dirk stood there waiting for me to say something else. “Uh… at my apartment?”

“Yes of course (Name), where else could I possibly pick you up at.” Dirk crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. Not that I could see them though.

“Right. I live at Golden Fields, room 612” I said.

“Make sure you ready to go by 7.” With that Dirk left me standing in the doorway.

It took me about an hour to get ready. I couldn’t go to the club in just anything. I donned my favorite (f/c) party dress and black heels. My hair was pulled back and away from my face and I wore a little bit of make-up. At 7 o’clock sharp there was a knock on the door. I opened to door to find Dirk. He had dressed nicely as well in an orange dress shirt and black jeans.

“Ready to go?” Dirk asked. I nodded and grabbed my purse. I made sure to lock the door before we left. “You got a weapon?” Dirk asked before we got to the elevator.

“Don’t worry Dirk I got everything I need,” I said pulling out what looked like a thick tube of eyeliner. I pressed a small undetectable button and it extended into a full sized staff.

“Good. Things can get pretty nasty out there.” The elevator dinged and we both stepped in.

The club was called The Black Wing. When I walked in I knew why. The place was loaded with demons. They weren’t even disguised, hoping that the drunken state of the girls would disguise them enough.

“This is gross.” I wrinkled my nose as if there was a bad smell in the air, which there was.

“They are disgusting creatures,” Dirk said in disgust. We found a booth to sit at as we waited for our targets.

Dirk and I sat in silence for a while before I spoke. “So Dirk, how long have you been with the Agency?”

“A while. I can’t really remember when I first joined.” Dirk sounded like he had rehearsed his answer over and over again.

“Um… Ok…” I wasn’t really sure what to say next. Dirk had been shutting me down ever since I first got to Huston.

“Our targets just walked in.” Dirk discretely pointed over to the bar. There stood two men in a lime green dress shirts and black slacks. The only difference between the two was that one wore a bright yellow tie and the other a bright blue one. “The one in the yellow tie is Itchy and the blue tied one is Doze.”

“Alright” I said. I reached across the table and grabbed Dirks beer bottle. I took a quick swig. Dirk scrunched his brow a little. “Just watch.”

I got up and walked over to the two men. Well more like stumbled. “Well hello there boys” I said as I leaned on both of them. Itchy jumped a bit but relaxed when he realized who was leaning on him.

“Oh aren’t you pretty” Doze said. Both men moved so that I was standing between them.

“You should come out back and play with us,” Itchy said as he slung his arm over my shoulder.

“Ya but it would be so much better if I get to know you before we played” I said with a cheeky smile. “What’s your guys jobs?” For a minute I thought my plan had backfired as the two looked at each other.

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt” Dove said to Itchy.

“I suppose. You see miss we work with a secret agency” Itchy said.

I forced a giggle, trying to make it sound like I didn’t believe him. “Oh is that so. Well then, where’s your hideout?”

Doze leaned over and whispered in my ear. “The abandoned hotel on 41st street.”

“Now lets go out back and play,” Itchy whispered in my other ear. The two men lead me through the club and out the back door. Itchy pushed me through the door and I stumbled into the dirt. “And by play we mean kill.”

“I don’t think so,” I said. I reached into my purse and grabbed my staff.

“Do you really think that a small girl like you can fend the likes of us off all on your own?” Doze asked.

“She’s not on her own.” Dirk strode towards me from the entrance to the ally.

“Traitorous scum” Itchy hissed. I didn’t have a chance to ask what he meant before I was defending myself from the onslaught of attacks coming from Doze. He moved so quick that I barely had time to block his shots.

Doze managed to grab the end of my staff. “You smell so sweet. Like an angel.”

“Well if it’s an angel you want it’s an angel you’ll get.” Seeing as my cover was blown I figured it was time to start attacking at full force. My staff started to glow with power and my attacks became stronger and faster. We continued fight, exchanging powerful blows, until Dove jumped back into the alley. He gave me a smirk and it worried me.

“(Name)!” Dirk yelled from behind me. I spun around but couldn’t see anything. It looked as though someone was shining a spotlight on the ally. A silhouette came towards me. At first I thought it was Dirk but the silhouette contained a pair of wings. I didn’t have enough time to react before I was tackled to the ground.

I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for my death to come. I couldn’t help what wonder what had happened to Dirk. Had Itchy gotten him? No that couldn’t have been the case, he had yelled out to me.

“(Name). (Name)! Come on open your eyes!” Dirk yelled and I felt someone shaking me. I opened my eyes to see Dirk only inches from my face.

“D-Dirk? Oh my god your alright!” I pulled Dirk into a hug. When I pulled away Dirk helped me up. That’s when I noticed his back. I took a step back.

“Dirk, you’re a demon.”