Glee | AWK: 6. The Assassins' Truth | New Directions (6 of 6)
Started my daily ficlets to make the hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a 2nd cycle, and then a 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th , 12th, 13th, 14th, 15th, 16th, 17th, 18th, 19th, 20th, 21st, 22nd, 23rd, 24th, and 25th cycle. Now cycle 26!
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"ASSASSINS WHO KILL: 6. THE ASSASSINS' TRUTH"
New Directions
The Geisha’s words resonated amongst the gathered assassins, and not one of them was looking anywhere else but at her hand and the note she was holding. They didn’t know what she meant exactly, not yet, but they could imagine it, and they were all more curious than the next. It would have been expected, by Command most of all, that he would receive the piece of paper for inspection, but instead the Geisha turned to Watcher, who had been in charge of the association for longer than Command, in her eyes, and was a much more trusted figure with a matter like this one. So she handed him the paper, and the gesture didn’t go by unnoticed. Watcher felt empowered, while Command was betrayed, and though no one would say it, they couldn’t deny allegiances were split amongst them, between the old and the new leader.
“What does it say?” Command asked.
“What does what say?” Blind Eye asked, perhaps now realizing that she wasn’t meant to know what was happening just yet, not having seen the paper.
“The Angel of Death was holding this paper, before we… acted,” Watcher explained.
“What does it say?” Artillery repeated his boss’ words.
“It says ‘The Chameleon isn’t the traitor, but he knows who is and he has proof. He may be in danger. The proof must be protected.’” Everyone was silent as they considered this information.
“A traitor?” Matron Murder asked, looking around at all the faces, knowing now it was one of them who had killed her beloved, and as such her rage was renewed.
“Now we know why she was in his room. She tried to retrieve this proof. Fury, when you saw her in the hall, was she carrying anything?” She thought for a moment.
“No…” she answered, but just as someone else was about to speak, “Though come to think of it… The way she walked, I think she had something hidden under her clothes.”
“So she had the proof with her,” Combat deducted.
“Yes,” Watcher agreed. “And if that’s the case, then she may have allowed us to find this traitor. If not, he or she might have gone on, never caught.” A few were now looking back to the body they had put on the nearest couch, the body of the one they had been so ready to kill a moment before and now could only thank in spirit. “We will need to search her belongings.”
“Excuse me, but I do believe I’m the one in charge here,” Command spoke again, for the first time since Watcher had taken over in explaining things.
“Which doesn’t put you outside of suspicion. And now I’m wondering, with how quickly you’ve intervened when we suggested to find this proof, if maybe our search will only lead to you… Command.” There was a rumble of gasps, one of them even coming from the ‘dead’ body on the couch.
“How dare you?” Command spat.
“I remember how you came to us; we all do. You were a turncoat by nature. You betrayed your people and joined us. What’s to say you haven’t had another change of heart?”
“I’ll search her belongings,” Artillery stepped up, defying his boss’ word, which practically signalled the moment when everyone cast Command in the role of the killer. Having just made this accusation not long before, which had resulted in the wrongful termination of the Angel of Death, they knew they had to make sure, and Watcher nodded to Artillery.
“I’ll help,” Matron Murder stood, then, “Don’t let him get away,” she glared at Command.
“We’ve got him,” Slinger nodded for Bullet to back him up, both of them standing on either side of the accused. They’d all seen the box near the door when they came in, and they didn’t understand what it was until that moment: the Angel of Death’s belongings. They looked inside, and soon they returned, holding a folder, which Artillery handed to Watcher. He looked through it, careful, and then he looked up, not tearing his eyes away from Command.
“Matron Murder… he’s all yours.” For the very first time, and the most frightening, she smiled.
“Boys, please escort him to my chambers.” Slinger and Bullet carried him off, under protest, while the others looked to Watcher. Now the fallen leader was being given a second chance, to head their association once again, though this would also signal the game’s end. As soon as he’d been ‘released’, Kurt returned with the flag, indicating the game was done, and they were once again themselves. Brittany ‘woke up’ from the couch.
“My arm’s asleep,” she complained. It had been stuck under her when they put her down, and as she was meant to be dead, she didn’t want to move it.
“I think this was our best one so far,” Tina smiled, and there were nods and smiles and voices of approval all around.
“This was fun,” Quinn was one of those who approved, admitting with a nod.
“You really got into the character, you were kind of scary,” Kurt complimented her, and she grinned. “What about you?” he looked to Puck.
“How come we were the last ones to know?” was his answer, and there was almost tenseness.
“I won’t make that mistake again,” Kurt promised, bowing his head, and Puck did the same. Finally, they were all there, and beyond the singing and dancing of Glee Club, it felt good to have something that was theirs… And Kurt couldn’t wait to do it all again…
THE END
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
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Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Assassins Who Kill: 6. The Assassins' Truth"
Pairing: New Directions
Rating: G
Summary: For the first Murder Mystery Dinner with all of New Directions, a game where everyone is a killer…
Spoilers: Season 1...
if you have things you would like to see get written, pleeease drop by the suggestion box. The link is further down!
"ASSASSINS WHO KILL: 6. THE ASSASSINS' TRUTH"
New Directions
The Geisha’s words resonated amongst the gathered assassins, and not one of them was looking anywhere else but at her hand and the note she was holding. They didn’t know what she meant exactly, not yet, but they could imagine it, and they were all more curious than the next. It would have been expected, by Command most of all, that he would receive the piece of paper for inspection, but instead the Geisha turned to Watcher, who had been in charge of the association for longer than Command, in her eyes, and was a much more trusted figure with a matter like this one. So she handed him the paper, and the gesture didn’t go by unnoticed. Watcher felt empowered, while Command was betrayed, and though no one would say it, they couldn’t deny allegiances were split amongst them, between the old and the new leader.
“What does it say?” Command asked.
“What does what say?” Blind Eye asked, perhaps now realizing that she wasn’t meant to know what was happening just yet, not having seen the paper.
“The Angel of Death was holding this paper, before we… acted,” Watcher explained.
“What does it say?” Artillery repeated his boss’ words.
“It says ‘The Chameleon isn’t the traitor, but he knows who is and he has proof. He may be in danger. The proof must be protected.’” Everyone was silent as they considered this information.
“A traitor?” Matron Murder asked, looking around at all the faces, knowing now it was one of them who had killed her beloved, and as such her rage was renewed.
“Now we know why she was in his room. She tried to retrieve this proof. Fury, when you saw her in the hall, was she carrying anything?” She thought for a moment.
“No…” she answered, but just as someone else was about to speak, “Though come to think of it… The way she walked, I think she had something hidden under her clothes.”
“So she had the proof with her,” Combat deducted.
“Yes,” Watcher agreed. “And if that’s the case, then she may have allowed us to find this traitor. If not, he or she might have gone on, never caught.” A few were now looking back to the body they had put on the nearest couch, the body of the one they had been so ready to kill a moment before and now could only thank in spirit. “We will need to search her belongings.”
“Excuse me, but I do believe I’m the one in charge here,” Command spoke again, for the first time since Watcher had taken over in explaining things.
“Which doesn’t put you outside of suspicion. And now I’m wondering, with how quickly you’ve intervened when we suggested to find this proof, if maybe our search will only lead to you… Command.” There was a rumble of gasps, one of them even coming from the ‘dead’ body on the couch.
“How dare you?” Command spat.
“I remember how you came to us; we all do. You were a turncoat by nature. You betrayed your people and joined us. What’s to say you haven’t had another change of heart?”
“I’ll search her belongings,” Artillery stepped up, defying his boss’ word, which practically signalled the moment when everyone cast Command in the role of the killer. Having just made this accusation not long before, which had resulted in the wrongful termination of the Angel of Death, they knew they had to make sure, and Watcher nodded to Artillery.
“I’ll help,” Matron Murder stood, then, “Don’t let him get away,” she glared at Command.
“We’ve got him,” Slinger nodded for Bullet to back him up, both of them standing on either side of the accused. They’d all seen the box near the door when they came in, and they didn’t understand what it was until that moment: the Angel of Death’s belongings. They looked inside, and soon they returned, holding a folder, which Artillery handed to Watcher. He looked through it, careful, and then he looked up, not tearing his eyes away from Command.
“Matron Murder… he’s all yours.” For the very first time, and the most frightening, she smiled.
“Boys, please escort him to my chambers.” Slinger and Bullet carried him off, under protest, while the others looked to Watcher. Now the fallen leader was being given a second chance, to head their association once again, though this would also signal the game’s end. As soon as he’d been ‘released’, Kurt returned with the flag, indicating the game was done, and they were once again themselves. Brittany ‘woke up’ from the couch.
“My arm’s asleep,” she complained. It had been stuck under her when they put her down, and as she was meant to be dead, she didn’t want to move it.
“I think this was our best one so far,” Tina smiled, and there were nods and smiles and voices of approval all around.
“This was fun,” Quinn was one of those who approved, admitting with a nod.
“You really got into the character, you were kind of scary,” Kurt complimented her, and she grinned. “What about you?” he looked to Puck.
“How come we were the last ones to know?” was his answer, and there was almost tenseness.
“I won’t make that mistake again,” Kurt promised, bowing his head, and Puck did the same. Finally, they were all there, and beyond the singing and dancing of Glee Club, it felt good to have something that was theirs… And Kurt couldn’t wait to do it all again…
THE END
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 01] [Cycle 02] [Cycle 03] [Cycle 04] [Cycle 05]
[Cycle 06] [Cycle 07] [Cycle 08] [Cycle 09] [Cycle 10]
[Cycle 11] [Cycle 12] [Cycle 13] [Cycle 14] [Cycle 15]
[Cycle 16] [Cycle 17] [Cycle 18] [Cycle 19] [Cycle 20]
[Cycle 21] [Cycle 22] [Cycle 23] [Cycle 24] [Cycle 25]
[Cycle 26]
[526] [527] [528] [529] [530]
[531] [532] [533] [534] [535]
[536] [537] [538] [539] [540]
[541] [542] [543] [544]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Assassins Who Kill: 6. The Assassins' Truth"
Pairing: New Directions
Rating: G
Summary: For the first Murder Mystery Dinner with all of New Directions, a game where everyone is a killer…
Spoilers: Season 1...