Blades & Barriers: Chapter 54

                “No.”

                There wasn’t much Bloodfyre could imagine making the situation worse, but Iliana’s reply looked like it sent a shock through Unseelie, her already narrowed features flashing with fury. In a moment, Unseelie had crossed the room on a crash course for Iliana. Quick as she was, Steven had a shorter distance to cover, planting himself between the two women before they could clash. Unseelie didn’t brush him aside, yet, but Bloodfyre moved into a better flanking position just in case. It didn’t matter what the DVA or government said, if shit hit the fan he would have Unseelie’s back above all else.

                “What do you mean ‘no’?” Unseelie was keeping in control, even as her hands flexed into fists unconsciously.

                “I mean that I will not be providing an explanation for what just happened. I won’t insult you by pretending I didn’t know the man after we just had a conversation, but that’s not the same as reading you in on our entire situation. That information is classified by United Avalon, so it would hardly be the place of a mere diplomat to let you in on it.”

                Unseelie’s eyes wandered from Steven to Iliana, and then back to the dripping mound of metal in the center of the room. “He killed himself rather than talk to you. Basil killed himself rather than talk to you. I don’t know who the fuck you are, but you’re damn sure not just some diplomat. And if you don’t want to open up, I can’t force you. Not until I make my report and get DVA permission. But this trip is done. I’m getting you out of my city before sunset, so go back to your hotel and pack your shit.”

                “Throwing us out would be quite a feat,” Steven told her, holding firm mere inches from her face. “We didn’t commit any crimes here. You heard Iliana tell that man all we wanted was to talk. She can hardly be held accountable for how he chose to respond to that simple request. I’m sure the government that’s been so friendly to our budding nation will feel the same way.”

                As he watched the exchange, Bloodfyre felt his own anger starting to boil. Not just due to Steven’s words, but because of how right they were. What happened here was suspicious, no one would debate that. It wasn’t suspicious enough to cut diplomatic ties with a nation of Supers so close to their borders though. Maybe Iliana and Steven would have to explain themselves to people higher up the chain, however when the dust settled they’d almost certainly walk away with nothing more than a verbal slap on the wrist. They knew that without something concrete, they were untouchable.

                Unseelie seemed to reach a similar conclusion. The fight in her eyes dimmed as she let out a long breath and looked over to Bloodfyre. “We’ll make our report back at the base. Hopefully someone out there is willing to listen. As for you two, this bodyguard shtick is over. Find some other patsies to be your escorts. The Wayward Wraiths are out.”

                “Are you sure about that?” Gently, Iliana reached forward and grabbed Steven’s shoulder, moving him aside. That done, she stepped closer, looking Unseelie right in the eyes. “Think this through. We’re going to be here, in your town, until our job is done. What you just saw Basil do? That was nothing. The barest tip of his true power. I’ve watched him wield a tornado of tanks, firing the massive things like bullets from a gun. And he’s not the only one of our people with such capabilities. The next one might not decide to go quietly. They might opt to try killing us and whatever Hero escorts we have, with no concern for the collateral damage they cause or the bystanders caught in the conflict. As you’ve said, this is your town, Unseelie. Your people. Your streets. Is there anyone more qualified to protect Port Valins from destructive threats like Basil than you and your team?”

                There was a moment where Bloodfyre really thought Unseelie was about to slug an international diplomat right in her slightly glowing face. The tension in Unseelie’s fists sure spoke to an ass-whipping on the horizon. But Unseelie was nothing if not capable of keeping her judgement in spite of emotions, and slowly her hands loosened as she let out a long hiss of a breath.

                “I am still making my report. I am still going to do all I can to get you bastards thrown out of here. And even as I say that, I know it won’t make a difference, but you clearly want us to stay on the job. Much as I hate to admit it, you even have a point. If something like this is happening in Port Valins then I’m going to want to be there to make sure it stays as contained as possible. However, something like this will never happen again. If you want my team, then this was the first and last time you let us walk into a situation blind. Had I known what Basil could do, there were a lot of different ways I might have been able to save him, or stop him if he’s turned violent. You don’t want to read me in on classified history? I can deal with that. But from now on you will tell me and my people what sort of threats we’re walking in on. No more surprise powers.”

                It took longer than Bloodfyre would have liked, but eventually Iliana nodded her head in agreement. “Since that much information reveals little and helps you keep us, as well as the city, safe, I don’t mind providing it. Just be sure your team knows I won’t be answering follow-up questions.”

                “Don’t worry about my team; you’ll never need to deal with them. From now on I’m going to be present during every shift that involves you two leaving the hotel, and I’ll probably stay with you there as well. I’m not sure what in the hell you’re pulling, but I won’t risk my people any more than I absolutely have to. Get used to me, Iliana, because as of this evening I’m going to be a constant in your life.”

                “Why not until the evening?” Iliana asked.

                “I told you: we have a report to make, and I don’t trust you out with anyone else. Besides, I need to bring my team up to speed on the new situation.” Unseelie broke their stare, walking over to the door and yanking it open. “Both of you get in the limo. We’re going back to the hotel where I can drop you off under DVA protection. I’ll be back this evening. If you don’t like it, complain to the DVA and get us taken off the job. I’d welcome an excuse to wash my hands of you both.”

                Iliana took Steven by the arm and began leading him outside. “No, I don’t think there will be any need for that. An afternoon alone isn’t so bad if it means keeping the best the town has to offer in our employ. And I’m sure we’ll need to make a few calls as well.”

                Together, the diplomats strolled outside, utterly unworried about being assaulted. Once they were out the door, Bloodfyre approached his leader.

                “Are we really staying with them after this?”

                “We have to,” Unseelie replied. “Unless you’d rather have them pulling this shit without us there to keep an eye on them. Friends close, enemies closer, you know the drill.”

                “I still don’t like it.”

                For a moment, the fire in Unseelie’s eyes flashed again. “Oh, we’re not going to just take it. We’ll be getting very proactive with this. That’s part of why I wanted to call a team meeting. There’s a lot to discuss and not much time to get things rolling.”