The Whereabouts II

After eight hours of what could Tao only described as tedious and mind-numbing trip, they finally landed in Paris France.

"Let's go." Tao said. "We don't have to worry about anything. This airport is owned by the boss. It's private. In any case, we're 14 km away from our location. Let's head to the inner part of Paris."

Takeo pulled a heavy giant bag as Tao opened the door of the aircraft. One by one, with Tao leading them, and Takeo coming in last, the three leaped into the air.

They landed right outside the plane, on the airport grounds.

"It's empty." said Takeo.

"Yeah, there's only the few maintenance personnel here." Tao replied.

The three exited the airport and began heading towards their destination. It was day, and there's many people about the streets, or in the buildings so they cannot keep leaping in the air. Sometimes they would, but sometimes they can only walk. They hide from people's gaze, vanish along in the middle of the crowd, outmaneuvering every gaze that might have befallen them, making sure none could notice their supernatural impression.

Paris is one of the most beautiful cities in the world. From its architectures to its people; there boast a certain dignity and reputation of elegance and fashion. The flamboyant style of the Haussmann Architecture still reigns to this day, preserving the 19th Century Class of this European Country. It defines the enduring appeal and attraction of Paris Le France.

All the while, it was evident that they earned their name as the fashion capital of the World. Men and women seen on the streets were well-fitted, sharp, and well-dressed. In everything that there is, the ambience of Paris is artistic and romantic.

After a while, they found themselves standing on the rooftop of a single building in Rue du Chevalier de la Barre Paris. Looking towards a single church, Tao and Takeo stood side by side with each other, while Raizel stood behind them.

"Is that it?" Asked Takeo.

"Yeah. Sacré-Cœur" Tao replied. "Best be re—"

before Tao could even finished his sentence, Raizel walked forward between them, and gracefully jumped unto the streets.

"Raizel-nim!" Tao exclaimed.

"It's fine, no one saw him." Following Raizel's lead, Takeo jumped off the building as well, unto the street with his gigantic bag.

"Sigh!" Tao sighed. "That's not it."

Tao, after a few seconds, followed them and jumped in as well. Although they hadn't intended to move so fast, their basic movements during a stealth were nonetheless fast enough for any normal human to see, thus, they appear to be blur as they jumped.

"I guess I have nothing to worry." Tao said to himself.

The three walked up the street, and climb a set of wide staircase to the very doors of Sacré-Cœur. Standing before it, Raizel telekinetically opened the heavy doors. The sound produced thereof attracted all the attention of the people inside. They immediately looked towards these three good-looking men, especially towards Raizel, whispering to each other as they passed by.

"How may I help you, gentlemen." said a beautiful woman in a nun's dress, walking up to them "You don't seem from around here, are you?"

But Raizel didn't reply, instead, his attention was intently focused on the floor he's standing. Was his attention perhaps captured by the design of the tiles? They can't tell.

"Uh, we're, we're tourists. We're fine on our own, thank you." Tao replied.

"Then, I guess I must leave you be, however, I must ask you to observe the rules, and if you need any assistance, don't hesitate to ask."

"Thank you."

"So, what now?" Takeo asked. "These seems a normal church enough."

"I don't know. The signal certainly came from here. Let's search around."

Tao and Takeo began to move, however, after walking a few steps, they noticed that Raizel was glued on his spot and hadn't move yet. Still staring at the floor.

"Raizel-nim" Takeo spoke.

"Beneath." Raizel uttered under his breath.

"Sir?" Tao asked.

"Beneath us. There's a floor beneath this one."