Plot Reveal

"WHAT!!!!" Angelina yelled, the sound of her voice causing the walls of the infirmary to shake slightly.

Finch first had to massage his ears to ease the shock. She had yelled so loud he had to ask himself if people from outer space could hear her.

After a thorough massage, he repeated his earlier statement. 

"We are going to move Derrick's body."

"Why would you?" She asked again. Her voice, a lot more gentle now but still retaining its sharpness.

"The Garden is designed for training and rendez-vous, not medical services. The best the infirmary can do is first aid and clearly, it's not helping." He said calmly, afterwhich, he placed his hands over his ear anticipating another shout.

Angelina said nothing for a moment but stared at him with daggers in her eyes. He dropped his hands slowly, gambling on whether or not his ears could take another yell.

"You don't know that." She said in opposition to his last sentence.

He walked over to her then calmly placed his hand on her shoulder, "Look. He hasn't woken up in three days. I think that's enough proof."

"But..but..y-you can't." She retorted, groping for words to use in her defense.

"Don't worry. He'll be fine." Finch reassured her.

"Where do you plan on taking him?" Angelina asked once more.

"Do you know about The Garden's medical center?" He asked

"What? No I don't." She responded.

"Oh!" He said as though he was recalculating his description then he blurted out, "Well that's where he's going."

"Well what's the pass incantation?" She asked 

"It doesn't have one." He responded in a lecturer's tone. "Unlike The Garden, it's a physical location."

"A physical location? Isn't that unsafe?" She asked with obvious concern.

"Trust me when I say, it is very secure." He reassured her.

"Well, where is it?" She asked keenly

"Nice try." He responded with a laugh. "You can't be there."

At this, she responded with another resounding "WHAT!!" 

Finch clutched his ears then groaned loudly.

"Ought to have expected that." He muttered under his breath.

He rubbed his ears more ferociously then took a couple of steps away from Angelina for the safety of his eardrums.

"Angelina. You've been here everyday and that's lovely. Nothing more important than family." He started off lightly. "But you have a duty and I need you to focus on that."

"So you're taking him away from me?" She yelled confrontationally.

"It's not like that. I-" Finch started but was cut off by Angelina.

"This was never about his treatment was it?"

"A little bit of both actually." He said calmly. "Besides, the longer he stays here, the easier it would be for the higher-ups to find out you made Joshua and Rosalind give a false report."

Angelina gave him an oddly belligerent look then said in a hushed tone, "How did you find out?"

"Angelina! You're brilliant; so don't act so foolish." He said strictly. "Who do you think has to confirm the reports?"

She gritted her teeth in displeasure as Finch continued.

"If the higher-ups even suspect that Derrick hosts a demon in his body, they'll kill him on the spot and neither of us want that, do we?"

She said nothing for a couple of minutes as she tried her best to hide her seething.

"Good." He said. "Just as long as we are in agreement."

He made his way to the door but just as he was about to step out, Angelina called out after him.

"Mr Finch, I have a proposition." She said with a stoic, emotionless look plastered onto her face. 

"What is it?" He said in an open tone.

"How about this: Derrick stays here, and if the higher-ups find out…" She started slowly then took a dramatic pause before continuing. "I'll kill them all."

She took a step forward then a chill set in the air. To an ordinary person, nothing was going on. But to Finch's trained eyes, he clouds see something much different

Angelina's body suddenly became outlined by a wave of silver-like energy which originated from her body and diffused into the air a couple of inches away from her skin. There was a slight tremor on the ground beneath them as she took another step towards Finch.

"I'll admit, you are strong." Finch said as he chuckled lightly as he walked towards her. "But if you go against the higher-ups, your death is certain."

She didn't say anything but she stared at him dead in the eye as if she was standing her ground to challenge him. 

 "For starters, you are not Percy." Finch continued with a smirk. "And secondly.."

Before he could finish his statement, a hue of purplish-black outlined his body, casting an aura far larger and more menacing than Angelina's. The vibration of the ground beneath their feet intensified without him needing to take a step.

She stared at him intensively some more then stopped whatever she was doing. The aura stopped radiating off her then she walked past Finch and towards the door. 

"We'll be moving him later today." He called out after her.

She clutched the door handle tightly as a show of her displeasure then muttered, "Take care of him. Please."

"You have nothing to worry about." He said with a smirk.

Angelina sighed in response then walked out. 

"One more thing." Finch yelled. "There's a book for you on my desk. I want you to go through it before I get back."

"Sure. But get back from where exactly?" Angelina asked.

"Oh! I forgot to mention. I'll be gone for a week." Finch responded casually.

"Anything else you're forgetting?" She asked rhetorically as she stormed out.

*****

Later that night, Derrick was secretly taken to the medical facility of the hunters. Unlike The Garden, the medical center was a physical location. It actually existed. The Garden is a construct created and sustained by someone's heavenly pact which is why it can't be breached.

The medical facility on the other hand was an actual physical structure protected by a series of abilities. For starters, to everyone else, it looked like an old abandoned building, but to those allowed in, they saw a large cathedral-like building with a luscious green lawn and sparse trees to add to the overall beauty.

With a set of other abilities as well as armed officials to stand guard, it was considered one of the safest structures ever.

There was a routine to everything there and that night started off no different. 

However, midway through the night, a distress alarm went off but quickly went silent.

A voice message was sent to The Garden from one of the armed officials. 

"Please…help us." The voice started, sounding as though the owner of the voice was struggling to retain his life.

"The medical facility…has been breached."

He took odd stops in between words as he spoke with much difficulty.

"I-it's…a demon."