The Nefaliem's Duty (Ordinal Novella, 1) Read Free Page A

thoughts aside, I focus on entering the alleyway.
Once I do, I scan left and right, both ways down the alleyway and
when no one is seen, I transition into my Nefaliem Form of blue
scaly skin with weapons, armour and a silver cloak. I fly to the
top of the building and once I land on the top of the building, I’m
quick to race over to the glass window that sat in the middle of
the roof, providing skylight for the building within. I search for
a hatch and notice it’s locked. I smile, “Too easy,” I announce and
pick at the lock. I open the hatch and float down inside. I use the
power of invisibility—our camouflage mode and bypass all the CCTV
devices throughout the building until I make it to ground
level.
    I glance
around, peering through the darkness around me and watch as the
shadows engulf me. I move through the darkness with my invisibility
mode on. What I searched for was something that wasn’t exactly in
this building but rather under. I headed to the stairs at the far
end of the room with an ‘exit’ sign above the door.
    As I enter the
exit. I search the darkness with my senses—using it to guide me
through the maze of concrete white corridors that guided the halls.
I cautiously move down the halls aware that what I’m searching for
would often be guarded by spirits and demons. I glance at my
Personal Computer Pack on my forearm—my armour shines a sterling
silver as my PCP initiates, revealing a silver AI. I notice the AI,
hovers above my forearm from his chest to his head. “My lady.” he
greets.
    “Mizreth.” I
greet. “I need a scan of the interior.”
    “On it.” he
declares, his voice sounding more computerized. I glance around as
I walk, keeping my forearm in front of me where I could clearly see
Mizreth. It’s amazing that our AI’s didn’t have a short time period
like they did centuries ago. However, they live the lifespan of its
assigned partner. So for Mizreth that would be me. He would stay
with me until the day I died. “The complex is clear. I’m not
picking up any energy signatures.”
    “Not even
spiritual?” I question.
    “No. The
spirits may be silent tonight.” he assumes and I know if he keeps
doing that he’s going to cause us problems. This is my first real
mission and the second time I’ve ever really need to use Mizreth.
Often our AI’s are used on missions as three things: recorders,
intel gathers and guides in the most hostile situations. In a way,
I recall being told that was why the AI’s were created. There’s
often too much unpredictability when it comes to battles and war
zones.
    As I continue
to saunter down the darkness of the halls, with the only light
projected from my AI. I’m aware of the dangers that will be fall
me. A couple of more minutes of searching the halls, I head towards
the basement only to find it’s locked. “Really?” I wonder out
loud.
    “Perhaps you
should break it.” Mizreth offers with a smile. I don’t say anything
and kick. The door flies across the room and smashes against the
far wall opposite me. “Don’t you think that was a little much?”
    “You said I
should break it.” I reply.
    “But I didn’t
mean you should make noise.” Mizreth counters. I glare. “What? It’s
true. You could have the security guards down here in—”
    “Who’s there?”
a male voice calls though the shadows and I realise that it’s not
just shadows that’s behind me but a source of light from a
torch.
    “Too late.
Hide, my lady.” Mizreth whispers as he disappears from my PCP. I
summon my power from my central core and focus it on my skin.
Invisibility becomes me. There in the distance the security guard
approaches. He’s a tall man dressed in a blue uniform. The security
guard stumbles upon the doorway without a door and regards the
hinges. They’re bent and out of shape. I watch as his fingers trace
the hinges, his light lands upon the sight of bolts along the floor
that flew out when the steel door was forced away. I’m