"The Blood invasion!?" Emilia asked with a brow up. "Are you sure you are talking about the same one that happened three years ago? I heard only one girl survived."
"Yes, Ma'am! I mean... No, ma'am. A boy." Moyo shook his head and the earlier glow he had in his eyes as a result of seeing Adria dimmed to a low. "There was a mistake in the report. I know I don't look like it. But I used to pack on a lot of weight at the time. The rescue team thought I was a girl."
"Oh!" Adria took a long look at the chubby teen and could not help but imagine how round he was to have been mistaken for a girl.
"Sir! I just want to say that I am so grateful for what you did for me. Honestly, the things that happened that night still hunt my dreams to this day. I still remember how the vampires ran through our town in their hundreds. Slaughtering humans like the butchers' knife at a chicken farm."
As he talked, he balled his sweaty fist tightly, and his teeth grind against each other. "Those damn bloodsuckers! Blood-draining demons from the pits of hell! Oh! I hate them. I really hate them." He stomped his feet hard on the ground.
And then he suddenly stopped, panting heavily. "I still remember how my mother died. And my sister too. They were all I had." He removed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the few drops of tears that escaped his eyes.
As Adria looked at him, he couldn't help but also have flashbacks of that day. He remembered that he and his team had thought that it was just a regular vampire hunting like all the others they had had. His mind could not help but compare their laughing faces to the unrecognizable bloody mess that was left once the vampires were done with them. Their limbs littered the ground like an abandoned trash bin. He remembered a vampire clapping so hard on a head and the brain matter spraying all over his face.
"Adria! Adria!! Adria!!!" He heard a voice calling to him and he snapped out of his drowning thoughts.
"Yeah! Yeah!! I can hear you."
"Are you alright?" Emilia asked.
"Yeah! It's all good!" He took one more drag of his cigarette and then he quenched the butt on his neck. "I'm just no longer in the mood."
Emilia looked at him strangely. Just now, she could nearly guess what he had been thinking about. After all, the topic was obvious. Meanwhile, Moyo could not help but notice that the burn mark from the cigarette on his neck instantly healed up at an alarming speed.
"Hey, Kid! Margarita.."
" Yes, SiR!"Moyo panicked as he responded. "It's MoYo, Sir!" Moyo immediately corrected.
"yeah! same thing. That does not matter now. What matters now is that." Adria pointed at the cup of latte on the table."
"Sir!?" Moyo shook his head, "Please forgive me. This is for Dr. Pearl. But I could make another one for you if you so like."
"No! it's not that. I am not interested in the Latte. I am referring to that." He pointed at the other center table. Unfortunately, Moyo still did not understand.
Adria sighed. Having to explain this was tiring to him. But he had already decided to help the boy.
"Have you not noticed." Adria pointed at different objects around the room. "You work for a woman with Extreme COD. And here you are with a cup of Latte. Boy! at this rate, you have already been fired."
"But... But she said to get her a cup of Latte."
Adria had his brows raised as he looked at the boy and could not help but rate his ignorance.
A realization suddenly hit Moyo as he thought closely about the request for a Latte. He hurriedly picked up the tray with the cup of Latte and rushed as fast as he could out of the room.
Luckily, he had done it just in time too. Because Sasha had just returned and behind her was a woman wearing a black blouse. She was very caramel skinned. She was short and quite plumb in very specific womanly observable areas. She had a white eyepatch on one eye and her eye color on the other was very green, just like her long hair that flowed down to her waist that was visibly still a bit wet from her bath.
"ADRIA!" She screamed excitedly as she jumped on him. Snuggling his head in-between the achievements of her chest.
"I have missed you so much! You are all grown now and you don't even come to visit your loving mother anymore." She nagged like a little girl.
Meanwhile, Adria could not take it anymore. He pushed her away from him. "Keep those things away from me you vile woman."
The beauty she had could deceive a lot of people. But not Adria. He had a preference for younger women and not old hags.
One look at her and nobody would realize that this woman was already well towards her late fifties. It was very easy for most people to think that she was in her early thirties. And her behavior sometimes would make one think she was a teenager. However, this woman was an incredible scientist. She was even the person that came up with Project Darkling.
Her origin remained unknown. No last name, or family relations whatsoever. The only name she was known by was Dr. Pearl. However coupled with her ever-caring attitude towards Darklings and the fact that she was the reason for them, She was called usually 'Mummy' by the first batch.
"Oh, No! He does not love me anymore. After I cared and cried for you all these years. I am so heartbroken. Oh! the pain of a mother."
Adria was at a loss for words. He had nearly forgotten that this woman was also a drama queen, "Please stop it. And you are not even my mother."
"Ahhh! the heartbreak. It's so painful! I am even being denied," She held her forehead with one hand and the other in the air as she sat on the ground like a woman that had been wronged.
Adria could already feel the rise of a slight headache coming along. He now remembered the reason he always avoided coming here.
"Hi, Mummy!" Emilia waved at her.
"Oh, Babyface, my sweetheart. Come! come!! let mummy see you." She grabbed Emilia by the chin. Looked and scrutinized every part of her face carefully.
"Emilia! I remember telling you to take care of your skin more often. Also..." She sniffed at her a little, "You seemed to be lacking s*x. You should get out more often and get laid."
"Dr. PEARL!!!" Emilia screamed with her pale cheeks betraying her embarrassment with a shade of red.
"What!? it's true. Besides, it is healthy and your skin will glow more. It is obvious you haven't been getting some since your breakup with Adria! On the other hand..." She grabbed Adria and sniffed hard at him, "Adria seems to be getting quite an amount." She sniffed some more, "Hmmm! Of recent too. I will say about a few hours ago in the max."
Emilia's eyes Widened, "I knew it. You were with that tramp again right. Is that why you were not out patrolling your district when you were supposed to be on duty?"
"No! Erm..." Adria was at a loss for words as Emilia unsheathed her broad sword.
"Oh, Shit!" Adria cursed. While Dr. Pearl kept sniffing him and nodding her head at Emilia in confirmation.
None of them noticed that Sasha's cheeks had turned red.
The argument seemed to have taken a progressive turn and Emilia had already lifted her broad sword high in the air in readiness to hack Adria into two.
"ENOUGH!!!" Sasha screamed and her voice brought them all to silence.
"Absolutely unbelievable." She stared at them for a second and all three instantly understood and took their seats.
*cough* Dr. Pearl had suddenly put on the bearing of a Mature woman. "Now! the reason I asked for you to come here."
Sasha dropped a document folder on her table. On the top, left corner of it was Adria's picture, and on the center was a big obvious label that read: TOP SECRET.
"Adria! Due to recent developments, I am retiring you from fieldwork."
"WHAT?!"