Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Well Sir, aside from the fact that Orson himself was running the case against the nonhumans, and that he was furious when you forced him to stop his investigation into them, I was tipped off recently. I am on my way to the office to review video evidence that will incriminate him.”
“You’re serious?” He asked me in a tone that said that he hadn’t fully believed me at first. “You really think that Orson is the leader of the DOE.”
“I didn’t at first, Sir, but the tipster made some very valid arguments. I know that it is late and that you would prefer to be home with your family, but we cannot ignore this. I ask that you please meet me at the office. We can figure this out together.”
“Yes, I understand. I will be there in five minutes. You are lucky that I am close enough to the office to make sure that I do not need to commute.” He groaned unhappily. “This better be worth my time, Long”
“It will, Sir, I promise you.” I assured him just before he ended the call.
A little over five minutes later, Director Glick and I were pulling into the parking garage at the same time. He saw me and motioned me to park closer to him, not in my usual space that was assigned to me.
“I will tell them that I gave you permission.” He said as we hurried into the building and into the elevator. “Now, tell me everything.” His eyes were hard as ice when he looked at me, the frosty blue color actually felt like needles that were piercing me. His steel gray hair should have made him look old, but there were no lines on his face that made him look old. He had aged very well for a human.
“Well, Sir,” I took a steadying breath and looked back into his icy stare, “I am not human.” That was the first time that I had told him that, but he didn’t look phased. He was the director for a reason. I went on to explain to him about the call from Queen Riviana and what had happened.
“Did you tip the Grays off to the investigation that Orson was doing into their life?” He spoke so calmly and evenly that I didn’t know if he was angry with me or not.
“I did.” Honesty was the only way here. He would know that I was lying if I denied it. “She is my Queen, and they are not bad people. I had to warn them, but I gave them no other information. Just that they were being investigated. Orson contacted them as well, so he had made them aware of it.”
“I see.” He nodded as we entered the office. “I can see why you felt compelled to tell them, and as long as you didn’t share classified information, then you technically did nothing wrong. I know that Orson tried to use psychological tactics against them, so he told them that he was investigating them. It was in his reports after all.” He opened the door to his office and motioned me to follow him. “Moving on, show me this proof that you had.” I was glad that the email was waiting for me in my inbox. It was sent from Queen Riviana, or someone in her immediate staff.
Director Glick and I watched the video that was posted on that extremist site. The man was blurred, as Queen Riviana had said he would be, but the voice changer couldn’t always keep up with him. His true voice made it through frequently.
“That does sound very much like Orson, doesn’t it?” Director Glick was shaking his head. “I cannot believe that he is doing this. That man that is laying on the ground there was obviously killed there in that room.” He pointed at the screen. “And, look, his gun is still sitting on the table. He clearly killed him and is trying to pull strings in our agency to charge someone else with the man’s murder.”
Both Director Glick and I were in a state of disbelief. The level of insanity that was evident in those unhinged ramblings showed me just what type of person that Orson truly was. He was a monster, and a murderer. And if he truly was the leader of the DOE, as it was now almost definitely true that he was, then he was a terrorist as well. He was bombing these places like the school and the stadium. He was trying to cause chaos and ruin.
Lost in thought about what it was that had been happening, I remembered the case that Orson was supposed to be on. He had left not long after the reveal and had barely been back since.
“Sir?” I turned to look at Director Glick with worry thickening my voice. “Where is Orson? Where has he been for the last two months? He has barely been in the office lately, and he has at least half a dozen other agents with him. What are they doing?”
“They were supposed to be investigating the DOE.” Director Glick sighed in defeat. “He had asked to head up an investigation for us and there had been no reason for me to say no. He is a top notch agent. Or he used to be. Now, I am not sure what to call him.” There was worry and concern in the Director’s eyes when he spoke. “He has been trying to infiltrate the group since the beginning of January. That was what he was supposed to be doing anyway. Now I see that he was just using this as a way of running things from the shadows. And he took my other agents with him.” A dark and steely glint filled his eyes. “If they’re all a part of this, then I will have all of their asses in a vice for this. They will not get away with this.”
“We will make sure that all guilty parties pay, Sir. We need to protect the people of-.” I stopped in mid sentence when my phone started to ring. This was the second time tonight that I saw this name and number appear on my screen, and it was still hard to believe.
“Queen Riviana?” I answered in a little bit of a panic after only half a ring. This must be urgent if she was calling me again. And I was not worried about Director Glick hearing me address her formally. He knew who she was to me.
“Dayton, I heard from one of the undercovers that we have in the DOE. Orson is on his way into the office right now. He is going to try and move things along as quickly as he can.” There was a buzzing sound in my ear, but I knew that it was coming from my head directly. Orson was on his way here right now. He was going to try and do something right away.
“He is on his way here right now?” My voice shook a little as I asked that. I knew that things were about to go from bad to worse. “I am here already, and my superior is here with me. We will stop him, Queen Riviana, I promise. He won’t make it out of here.” At that moment I looked up into the pit beyond the office windows. The pit was where we all had our desks, and there was someone coming in from the elevator. “I need to go, Queen Riviana. I am sorry. I will call with an update later.” I was pretty sure I knew who it was that had just gotten here, and without a doubt, Director Glick knew it as well.
There was a thickening in the tension in the air. An atmosphere of apprehension and dread that was heightened by the understanding that this was actually beneficial. We could take Orson into custody. We could stop him here and now. This would all be over and then we would just need to find the rest of his men, and the missing agents.
Well, that was assuming that Orson was alone. If the others were with him, and supported his crazy mission, then we might be outnumbered. They might get away, or better yet, they might capture us instead. There was a lot to think about here, but I was sure of one thing, the rest of the NSA was soon going to know exactly what Orson was up to.
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The Colonel
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I had spent most of the day pacing through those damned underground corridors. Those caves that were so convenient for me and my men to use. I didn’t need to worry about anyone asking about why there were so many people milling about as I amassed more of an army. I needed to have an army, as big of one as I possibly could. I couldn’t wage war against the monsters if I didn’t have an army.
The next stage in my place was to go into effect today. I was supposed to be making a sizable dent into the community of species traitors that were attending that damned convention. Those people, those sorry excuses for human beings, they were actually celebrating those beasts that wanted to walk among us. They wanted to worship them and welcome them to be themselves in the light.
Those people, those traitors, thought that there was nothing wrong with someone walking around with furry faces or vampire fangs. They wanted them to have tails and to look like those stupid cosplayers that were ruining society. Those worthless drags on society. They all needed to die. Each and every one of them. The monsters and everyone that supported them were already dead, they just didn’t know it yet.
Actually, they were marked for death. They would soon get what was coming to them. They were going to die at either my hands or one of my loyal followers. Yes, my followers, my army of monster hunters. They were so devoted to me. They did everything that I told them to.
They understood the truth that I gave to them weekly. They listened to all my words so enraptured by what I had to say and how true it all was. And they never questioned a single one of my orders. It was good to be king. And one day, it wouldn’t just be pretend. I would become the king of the world. I would rise to the top after I eradicated all of those things from the planet.
For right now though, there was a lot that I needed to focus on. I was more focused on the news that was going to be coming from the stadium soon. I had sent a lot of my more disposal disciples to eliminate those monster loving morons. They all had more powerful bombs than we had been using before. This was supposed to be the first true declaration to the world. I needed them to know that we were serious.
…..
When they all detonated those bombs at the same time, the entire stadium would come down. Everyone there would perish either in the initial attack or the aftermath of it all. No one would make it out of there alive, not even the men that I had sent there. That was fine with me though, they weren’t good for much else than fodder to be used at my discretion.
The only problem at the moment was that the bombs should have gone off by now. The news should have been busily reporting about the attack on those humans. They would know that it was related to the monsters and that it was their fault. They would blame the monsters and turn the community against them. I just knew that they would. It was how I had planned it to happen after all.
When too much time had passed, my second in command tried to console me. I wanted to smack him the moment that he opened his mouth.
“Perhaps the story will break on the evening news. There is no need to wor-.” At that moment there was a news bulletin that came over the station that the TV was on.
“Finally!” I felt a surge of excitement as I rushed toward the TV. “How many were killed? How successful were those idiots?”