Chapter 4 New Her

"Don't ask the moon; it never answers."

She came to a halt in her sobbing and turned to face the source of the voice. She noticed a man standing on the side of the road in her hazy vision. It will fall from its lofty perch with just one wrong step.

"Are you going to jump?" she asked, her voice trembling. She didn't want to be present when someone committed suicide right in front of her eyes.

It just shrugged. "No," he said flatly, not even looking her in the eyes.

She wiped away her tears. "What is the point of standing there? If you make one wrong move, you will die."

"It's just like life; one wrong step and everything is ruined. Don't worry, I'm just admiring the scenery," he admitted openly. "Every day, life fucked us, but the secret is to learn to fuck back or you'll get fucked up."

She was unable to respond to anything he said, so she simply stared at him.

"Try coming here and seeing the beautiful scenery, you will see all of the beautiful surroundings. However, if you're at the bottom and try to look around, you'll run into a stumbling block. The beauty is visible, but not the entire picture." It paused and mumbled for a moment. "You've lost a child; make one. Fate was messing with you, you should figure out how to deal with it. Finally, muster the courage to fight back. It is okay to cry, but it is not okay to give up. That's the answer you were hoping for earlier."

Tears welled up in her eyes as he said those words. He was right, and she had no idea who he was. She averted her gaze, embarrassed for herself, because everything it said struck a chord in her soul. It was a wake-up call for her, but why can't she accept what happened, or does she simply refuse to accept?

She took a step back to her starting point. "T-thank you," she said, but her heart was still pounding. How could she hurt Hudson when he was a demon disguised as a human?

"My family was ambushed, and I was the only survivor."

In response to the man's sad voice, she came to a halt and closed her eyes. It hurt even more, but she said nothing; she simply let it speak for itself.

"I finally killed those cretinous terrorists who murdered my family a long time ago."

"What do you mean?" she inquired, her gaze fixed on it. She realized he had to say something to her.

"Do you want to fight back, forget everything, and get away from reality?" He took a step back and faced her, his hands clasped in his black pants. It wasn't until now that she noticed it was dressed inside with a white shirt overlaid with a leather jacket. Despite the fact that he was a stranger, she was unafraid of him. "Take my hand in yours." It reached out its hand. "And I'll help you."

She saw hope in that is waiting for her when she looked at his hand. Because of the pain she was feeling, she approached it slowly and without hesitation, reaching for its open palm. She was unconcerned about what happened the next day or the day after that.

CUHEN and Azael, the newcomers, were given a dead welcome by Hudson. He's working on something on his laptop and hasn't found any answers yet. He was becoming increasingly bored. His mastery of hacking and breaching firewalls in the world's databases couldn't help him find a person he'd been trying to contact for nearly two years. He couldn't find any leads that would help him. Damn! He wanted to squish and slice his laptop. His shit AI robot couldn't even provide him with shit! All files have been removed. He didn't receive a single piece of data.

"What brings the two of you here?"

"Are you still looking for her?" Azael chuckled.

He didn't say anything. He quickly shut down the laptop and took out a cigarette, which he lit in front of his two friends, who was sitting comfortably on his office couch.

"Azael, you nailed it. Herrence is still looking for that runaway Abhaya," Cuhen laughed out loud, claiming that Cuhen only laughs once in a blue moon. Odd. Love has a unique effect on people.

Love? In the case of his bestfriend Cuhen, maybe. He isn't a believer in the fucking shite known as love. Everyone has their own set of beliefs, and he's clearly missing something. He's most likely not human. He believes every woman who calls him a heartless devil. It would be much better if they referred to him as a robot.

"I'm going to take a break on my yacht." Dupes, I'll see you around."

His two idiotic friends laughed. He simply shrugged and walked away. He will never run out of money, even if he does not work as a doctor or a businessman for a year. Millions of dollars are still pouring into his business and hospital accounts. He's a young hot Doctor and Businessman, so he can't blame the women who want to seduce him at the age of 29.

How many women have attempted to bind him around his neck? He couldn't count them, and it was all because of his wealth. Women, their fucking lies, and their avarice. He would never let them use him; instead, he would use them and discard them.

He was sleeping inside his yacht, which was now moored in the middle of the ocean. He pondered but was unable to do so until someone trying to shot him. Damn! He knelt and crawled into the room quickly. He took the powerful type of weapon that had been hidden. Bullshit! Someone seemed to want to kill him again at that time.

He cast a quick glance at his opponent, but due to the darkness, he couldn't see even one of them. What the hell is going on here? He appears to be unsure of what will happen next. He had an odd sensation. He dashed to his yacht's secret passage, which was equipped with a small personal single submarine. After a few minutes, he felt the yacht explode from a few meters away, and he gasped in annoyance. Whoever attacked him now, all he could say was that they were hell-bent on killing him. But there's no way! He'll retaliate.

ABHAYA is looking at the right side of the sea. It's been nearly two years since she disappeared completely like a bubble. No one knows where she is, not even her family, but she sent all of her savings and a personal letter stating that she will be gone for months, if not a year. Then she pretended to be someone who had gone missing. Nobody knows whether she is alive or dead. Yx is the only one who sends money anonymously to her family for daily expenses.

"Kienne, Yx is calling you," Jackylyn awoke from her reverie.

They are very close. She recalls the girl being bloodied and scarred when she arrived on the island last year, and she was among those who showed up to watch.

"Has he shown up yet? Didn't I think he was in Russia looking for his next target?" She shifted her gaze to her companion.

"Go to his office. Perhaps Yx will assign us something!" Her face lit up and ecstatic about what was said.

She burst out laughing. It was just a new assignment. She said her goodbyes to Jackylyn and walked a few meters to Yx's office. She is well acquainted with Yx. It was as if they were best friends, with a wall between them.

Yx was the man who assisted her that night, and she is now a woman who is not afraid to face the world. She was able to keep up even though she was wearing a mask. The Abhaya woman who used to be a fool has changed dramatically. She is the woman who can and will kill anyone who stands in her way.

As she sat in the chair in front of her desk, she called out the man's name, "Yx."

It looked up the information and then quickly returned to the folder being read. Before it spoke, there was a brief moment of silence. It's Yx's nature that when they talk, it's as if she's being eaten alive by its eyes.

"New assignment," he said, "And this one isn't too dangerous. All you have to do is ensure his safety... "

"Wait-wait, his?" She emphasizes the 'his' part and raises an eyebrow.

Yx gave a nod. "Right, 'his'. You and Jackylyn will be responsible for keeping an eye on this man from now on. To be honest, he can defend himself, but his parents hired a bodyguard to protect him with or without his consent. Jacky will apply for the position of secretary, and you, in turn, are the appropriate bodyguard. And, yes, this man is unaware of our scope of work. Nobody is aware that we are highly classified agents. Nobody knows who we are or what we represent. All you and Jackylyn have to do is keep thim safe at all costs."

She was bored and just stared at the ballpen Yx was holding. Why hire them us bodyguard? She didn't like that type of work, so she was disappointed.

"He's a busy man, and many people are trying to kill him, and it's up to you and Jacky to figure out who is behind who wants to kill him."

She gave a nod. Deal. She doesn't mind whatever project or assignment Yx assigns them as long as it's challenging. But, in any case, Yx ordered it, and it was as simple as pie for her. One of the most difficult things they did was join Yx in raiding the major drug syndicates in China. They nearly caught her and shot her in the stomach.

She accepted the assignment without first reviewing the profile of the person she needed to protect 24 hours a day, seven days a week. She simply went out and went to the sea. Jackylyn will handle those reading stuff.

When she escaped from the hospital that night with Yx, he led her to this island. She counted about thirty people on the island, all of whom were training and sparring with one another. There, she discovered that Yx was an ex-army member. When his wife and son died, he exacted his vengeance and formed a clandestine organization.

Mostly with agents like her, who have no real experience and have only developed talent and skills as a result of a traumatic past. That is what drove them to remain firm and fight like a thief in the dark. Nobody is going to notice.

That is not the case with Yx. In fact, he is in her late thirties. He's both handsome and stunning. It's ironic because nearly every female agent has a crush on him. She was nothing at all.

Neither was the training she had taken for granted. Tears and pain became an investment for her just to get to this point. She trains all hours of the day and night, from the fundamentals to survival. How to use a gun, a knife, a sword, and how to kill with only one hand and one foot. She isn't very good at cyber, so she always has a partner, and that partner is Jackylyn.