2. Existence

Author's Pov

"You fucking slut!!! How dare you? Huh! You are gonna regret this! I am gonna see how you will escape this time" ,said someone and dragged the sobbing little girl to a dark room and locked her up in the room.

The little girl was begging the person to open the door, as the dark room is giving chills and nightmares to the little soul, But the person outside left her by uttering the rulthless words which cracked her heart into pieces

"You are the fucking reason for your parents death".....

In the warm light of the dawn, she lay nested in her bed, a tranquil haven where dreams and reality blurred and are separated by a thin line. As the sun's gentle rays crept through the window, they danced across her face, illuminating a beauty both fragile and strong.In the stillness of her bedroom, she slept, a serene and vulnerable figure, wrapped in the soft embrace of her blankets.She have the perfect body and slender figure..many say that she has a body everyone dreams of. But her body was wracked with tremors, her skin slick with perspiration, as the nightmare's dark magic cast a spell of terror over her.

With a shuddering breath, she shook off the shadows, adjusting to the light inside the room, her gaze slowly focusing on the familiar contours of her bedroom and some unknown assurance settled in her stomach. As the dark grey eyes hardening tightly by each passing seconds, she slowly got up from the bed and decreased the room temperature to lowest degrees, and walked towards the window frowning at the sunlight, she roughly closed the curtains and as if it isn't her, who was shaking, like a leaf in the storm ,over a nightmare. She stifly walked towards the bath, to freshen up.

Lyra's Pov

"Not this again"!...I groaned while looking into the message I just received in my phone, 'When will you grow up kiddo!', I thought to myself. Sighing, I reached near the mirror and took a glance at myself. Black raven hair adorning the face with slight dark circles and dark grey clouds in my eyes and not a slight twitch in the face, just blank. I just stared into my eyes through the mirror without any expression with a millions of storms brewing in them. And just like nothing happend, I started to tie my hair into high pony and started my day...

I exited my apartment and took off in my SUV. Passing through the roads of Mosvil, looking at the people passing by, going through their daily lives, as if nothing in the world can touch their peace. I am envious of them. I want what they have! "A life ", Nope, I am not dead... It would be better and peaceful if I am dead. But right now ...I am just Existing, not Living. Existing and living seems similar but they have a very big difference between them.

"Ha...! Everyone wants something that they can't have. Humans!! "I found myself saying to no one while driving.

AUTHOR POV.

Finally she reached her destination. Parking her car, she got down to look at her masterpiece.Her own Library. So, as you saw our Lyra is a librarian.

She entered the library which is quite spacious with rows of books arranged in the shelfs properly.she sat at the reception counter and started her daily routine collecting the old books from customers and adding new customers into the logbook.

As the clock strikes 12, she waited for the door to open for the cyclone to enter. but it never came, she was slightly bothered but rubbed it off. As that person can be unpredictable,no one can tell what's going on inside his mind. So she went through her things and when the dawn started coming down, she closed the library and got into her car to reach the apartment.

After entering the apartment, she searched for the cyclone of a man she was waiting for to show up at library and to be in his room blasting some music and building some shit they call as architecture. But no, the shadow of the chaos still didn't come to the home back. After getting the message from his college that he was absent again to his classes in the morning , she taught to punish him to change his ways as he is becoming a brat day by day.

So the cyclone of a man that she's describing about , is her brother Leonard Marino and she is Lyra Viviette Marino.If there is something good about her life ,that would be Leo. She cares for only two things in her life ... Him and another thing which you will know in a few minutes.she went towards the kitchen after searching for him in his room. She checked her fridge to cook something for her ' Son of glutton' , but the groceries are almost empty, so she got out to get the needful and something for her ball of hunger.

After finishing the shopping for groceries she got into her car to go back to her apartment when, A ping of message vibrated through her car in the silence, when she checked it, there was a slight change in her eyes. She started her car to reach the apartment swiftly. After shifting the supplies she bought from the mart into her kitchen and changing her clothes into a hoodie and joggers she started walking down the lane of the road.

After taking several turns, she finally reached the coffee shop. She entered into the small coffee shop and sat at the end of the hallway.when the server came to take the order from her.she just said "Espresso 111"

The server looked at her with a slight nod and led her in the way to back of the kitchen. Upon reaching the end of the kitchen there was another door on the floor which was opened by the server, that leads into an underground facility with all sorts of guns and machines equipped in. Lyra walked inside confidently with her hands in pockets and reached up to screen which was lit up with some details.

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HADES SPECIAL SERVICES AGENCY

HADES TASK FORCE

Mission Elite 101

Adam Parker

Gangster

Last appeared in Weston City and rumoured to have a dorm with drugs and machinery in the outskirts of Weston. Involved in drugs and human trafficking

GPS location: 41.40338, 2.17403.

Agents are ordered to get him alive or dead STAT { Start immediately}

Mission is accepted by

Agent Venus

Agent Moon

Agent Star

Agent Pluto

Agent Nebula

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There was 5 options with ' I agree ' links beside them where she clicked the link beside the name Agent star, which then showed "Do you want to print the details of the fugitive?". And after clicking yes, she collected the print out and started to re-enter the pin to confirm the acceptance and left the coffee shop to complete her mission.

Yes y'all Our Lyra's a secret agent. She's a Librarian in the day and An agent by the night.

HADES is a secret private agency that abbreviates to Hexagon Anticrime Defense Exclusive Squad, a special services agency by the government of Anclona,Which works to overcome the human trafficking, drugs smuggling and other illegal activities. They work to prevent the atrocities of Gangsters and The Mafia.

She's belongs to the elite squad which consists of 5 agents, usually major mission needs all the agents surveillance. But minor mission's are taken up by any agent available in the area.

Lyra enjoys her agent life, As it gives her a thrill and satisfaction to her robotic boring life.

She changed her clothes into leather jacket and pants in the underground facility of the agency and took out her Harley davidson bike out from the outhouse beside the coffee shop, which she calls as Ms.Black.she rode her bike into city following the GPS location and reached to the dorm .

She just waited for any movement from far, after some time a Black Chevrolet moved outside the building, As she is too far from the building and wearing an helmet, she couldn't see the numberplate of the car.she started following the car from far but was constantly disturbed by the ring of her phone.

At first she didn't bother to see who it was calling her at this godly hour. But after the 5 th time, suddenly she slowed down the bike and opened her phone to see the missed calls from "Cup Cake ".

She was slightly distraught and didn't concentrate on the road which caused her to not observe the car that severed into the other lane swiftly as if they noticed they have been followed by someone.

She messaged "What's the matter Bub" and pocketed her phone and started following again but failed to notice that it was not the same car but it was in the same shade.

She observed that suddenly the driver of the car stared driving swiftly at godspeed. She too accelerated as to not miss the chance to kill the fugitive.Her phone pinged with a message, and when she opened to see the message she slowed down the bike.

"Hurt" that's it. There was nothing more added to the adjective and it was all it took her to take a sharp u turn and reach her apartment swiftly.

Usually it takes almost 30 minutes from Weston city to Mosvil. The four letter text message from him made her reach home in just 20 minutes.

But the agent in her couldn't forget to get note of the number plate of the car at the last minute.....