Dimension V, the gatherer of power and keeper of the library, a short story of fiction

lindahas (63)in #writing • 7 years ago (edited)

The information that had traveled to her was rather disturbing. The very quiet word on the streets was that there was a policeman dealing drugs, and a lot of them. It was affecting kids, the kids, she had sworn herself to protect no matter what. And she did, whatever it took. She had always been in the shadows in the eyes of adults, mankind had no idea about the existence of magic around them, she was the imagination of children in the parents eyes , most adults saw her as another person going on and about her life.

She had fought her darkness, embraced the parts that made her stronger, she was not just good or bad, she was both depending on the circumstances. She used her darkness and desires in a way that helped her gift to evolve, and helped her to create dreamers from kids, dreamers that with time would forget about the magic, but would continue on creating wonderful things. She knew far too well, though, that plain goodness does not get you anywhere, it gets you exploited and used so she made sure she was never on the loosing side, she took what was needed from the dark side, she created balance.

It was Saturday evening, and there was a fancy dinner at the drug dealers house, he lived in a mansion that had once belonged to an oil magnate. The whole city was corrupt, there were going to be people attending who would be supposed to get arrested in normal circumstances. Business was going to get done. She did belong to the higher class in the society even though nobody knew what she really did, so an invite was a possibility, especially after she modified her background so the man would reach out.

That night was a warm summer night, the stars were visible and the air felt somewhat fresh, around her it always did. She had a red shimmery dress on, her two bodyguards at her side. Honestly, she did not need them, they were for show, but they also were a great distraction for others and amazing company for her. They had an evening full of jokes up until they stepped out of her car and onto the stairs of the mansion.

She did not attend social functions often, in fact, not a lot of people saw her out of her house in the daytime, so when the owner of the house opened the door he had to mask his surprise for both, her and her bodyguards. She was sure he had checked her background, he was after all a police man selling cocaine. He would have found what she wanted him to find, a distant royal family relative, owning multiple businesses, possible drug involvement that was never proven. It was not hard to change the information in the police database with the power she had. This was where she embraced her dark side, she liked to play games, she liked to get involved in dangerous business.

-- I though a man of your stature would have a doorman.- she smirked and looked over his shoulder slightly, there were quite a lot of people in the house, she heard more cars pulling into the drive-way. He answered her, telling that guests felt more welcome when they were greeted by the host, and she looked back at him again. He was a good looking man, muscular, but not too much. There was an aura of strength and darkness around him, but maybe it was just the fact that he was a big man.

He collected himself under her gaze, welcomed his guest and told her to feel at home, and talk to him in a while when the rest of the guests arrive. He had seen a lot of women, it was not the issue, she seemed so sure and powerful that it hit him in the gut. He looked at the two bodyguards who were totally unnecessary in his opinion, was she trying to play a power move? As she went in the house, he looked at her back just for a second more before he had to welcome the other guests arriving. He was going to return to her, but he did not know when yet.

The woman looked over the huge hall that the party seemed to be centered in, then her eyes slid over to the door on the far left, there were a couple of men chatting there, but they did not fool her, they were there to keep unwanted people away from that door. That was were the ''business'' part of the party was conducted. She slid over to the bar, her bodyguards moving with her and positioning themselves next to the curtains. Sparkling wine was the popular drink of the evening so she sat down, ordered a glass and watched. The host would disappear in the guarded room once in a while, with one person or a couple. He would come out either smiling or frowning, you could tell, witch people he was bribing and which selling to, by those expressions.

There were people approaching her a couple of times, but she was waiting for him, clearly he was the boss and clearly there were more policemen involved in the business than she had thought. She knew she was invited because he wanted to spread out. He wanted more. As she watched him she noticed how he dealt with others, this was an event with a lot of high standing people, and he dealt with all of them accordingly, he had learned the ways of the rich.

It was getting late, the boss knew that the people would start disappearing soon, he had been waiting to talk to the lady in red. At first he considered to approach her when she had arrived, but it made him feel stronger every time he felt her eyes on him, it was like she was trowing energy at him, he liked it. Once in his life he felt like he was being hunted. So he made her wait, hoping she would break. But she just sat there, with one glass in her hand that never got refilled, he had no intention to get tipsy that night. So finally, when the guests started disappearing, and he had given his speech to thank the attendants, he went to talk to her.

She smirked again when he started moving towards her. He liked that smile, it was one of a wixen and he loved danger. That was why he was in the business of drugs, it was not only the money, but the feeling of adrenalin, the constant hustle and secrecy. She got up right before he got to her and pointed towards the door that was not supposed to be noticed nonchalantly.

-- Shall we?- she pointed towards the door he had thought to have masked so well and for a second he lost his footing again because of her. Clearly she had come with the same purpose that he had invited her for, but why did she assume that he would invite her into his den of powders and pills without assurance?

-- I seem to not understand.- it was the only coherent thing he could master out of surprise, but his face did not show any confusion, it had the same calm expression as before. He had made sure over the years that it would be that way.

-- Oh, come on, do not play coy with me Mr. Zerou, I did not leave my home today for a soirée, I am assuming you did a background check on me as I did the same, I am not here to waste my time. Coke is what you are selling, is it not?- he was so surprised at the woman, obviously it was not her first time conducting business like this, but she seemed to have no doubt. Was she not worried? He was a police officer after all. Where did she get her info from, did she not worry that she could be wrong? She handed him a card with a logo of a big companies name, he knew for a fact that it was a company that was involved in some shady business.

That was when he thought he got it. She was just like him and she was good at masking her tracks. He smiled at her and put his hand on the small of her back, she seemed to not mind so he planted his had firmly and led her to the guarded room. His colleagues looked at her suspiciously, but they trusted the boss. They raised their eyebrows at the bodyguards, though and Mr. Zerou had to be reassured as well, that they were the two man in the world that she trusted the most.

The other room was much smaller, still very well decorated, there was two sofas and a table in the middle, the windows were covered with thick, red velvet curtains. She scanned for cameras , but there were none. Good. She sat down with her guards, signaling them to relax. Her host did the same and sat down across from her. They were facing each other now and both of them felt the friction in the air.

He introduced her to his expert and they were presented with a product, she did not try it, she already knew it was the real deal, but to make it more clear that she was interested, one of her guards did try the goods. He nodded in approval and they talked out the deal that was supposed to go down. It went smooth, smoother than Mr. Zerou had imagined, it was actually quite a disappointment for him as he liked to have to convince people who he wanted to do business with. She was too professional.

They spent an hour there, she never breaking that cold authoritarian gaze and he looking as professional as ever. And all of that time there was that friction you could cut with a knife. He wondered if he should make a move, but he did not want to loose a new client. She got up when the business was concluded and looked at her guards.

-- Wait for me in the car, I have something to discuss with Mr. Zerou and it will take a while.- she turned to the owner of the house and asked if he would mind having a conversation with her in private. He did not, in fact he had hoped for it, but it did not seem that she was interested in anything else but business. Her men left and his men did as well. She smiled at the man and went around the table.

She kissed him, surprising him the third time that day and it escalated in lost closes and naked bodies. It was the best time he had had in a long time, she was the one person that could match his power. And as for her, it had started as a game, but she loved the strength of the man holding her. In the end she knew what had to be done, though, and even there was a spark she had a purpose and message to delivere that night.

It lasted a while, the wonderful desires of a human body, but after an hour, maybe two, she was putting her dress back on. He got up and wanted to ask her to stay, but she put a finger on his lips and leaned in to whisper in his ear.

-- It was f@#$ing amazing, but I must admit, I will have to take down what you have built here. I do not care for adults, they have grown minds and they make their own decisions, but your product is getting to kids and I do not tolerate that. I will give you the chance to wind it up and close the thing down, but if you do not do that I will make sure that you will loose everything you have. Do not take it personally, your business is damaging young minds, that is all.

She had shocked him so many times today, so when she kissed him before turning around and picking up her shoes, he just stood there. He watched her leave and only then the wheels in his mind started spinning, only then he could think clearly again. As for her, she got in the car that was waiting for her outside and looked at one of her guards that handed her a small camera like device

-- We got it all on tape, but I do not get why you need it, your methods are usually different.

-- I know, and they will be this time as well, I just want to listen to his voice again.

This is actually a fantasy story through and through in sense that magic is coming, but that is going to get explored in the second part, maybe even third. The characters, especially her are going to have some unconventional powers. This is all from a dream I had tonight and I loved it all so much, because it had such a beautiful magic in it and a story of affections as well, it was amazing! They did not have any intimacy in this part of my dream, though, just sparks, but later on they have a weird expression in a painting :D

Here is part II of the story
And her is the final part, Part III