Caleb sighed as he looked at the room that enclosed him—actually make that the dungeon that enclosed him. The Hunter had dropped him off there as soon as they had left the church and vanished without another word. He looked around to see if there was any way he could escape.

"You can't" came a voice from down the room.

Caleb spun towards the sound and was surprised to see the girl standing there. Like before, she was smiling calmly. "Have you come to get me out of here?" Caleb asked eagerly. He hoped the girl would help him—he could sense that she was really powerful.

The girl raised her eyebrows, "Why would I do that? After all the effort I've put into this."

Caleb frowned, "What do you mean? You said you were going to help me!"

The girl shrugged and nodded, "I did say that, but I also said that, in return, you would have to give me the Xanite from the church. But, it seems like you failed to collect that bit of Xanite, so I can't really do anything else for you.

Caleb gaped at her, "But-but, there were Solans there! Really powerful ones, from the SO team, I couldn't get past them."

The girl shrugged delicately, "Not my fault. I gave you help and even then you couldn't get the crystal. I'm no longer invested in you."

Caleb stared at her, he was suddenly furious. What right did she have to say that she wouldn't help him?

"Bitch!" he shouted before throwing a sphere at her. The girl didn't react at all, but suddenly, his sphere disappeared before it reached her. Growling in anger, he started throwing spheres at her randomly—but none of them reached her. It was like she was cancelling out his power.

Suddenly, there was a manacle of magic around his arms and they were pulled down. Caleb looked around wildly before spotting a group of men at one side of the room.

"What the fuck!" one of the boys said, "You're left here for five seconds and you start throwing magic around."

Caleb snarled at him and said, "Blame that bitch for whatever damage I cause. It's all her fault."

The boy looked in the direction Caleb was directing to and froze. "What did you call her?" he hissed. The girl, for her part, was still leaning on the wall and surveying the situation like she was watching a movie.

"He called her a bitch." Another one of the boys informed him.

The first one exhaled "I thought so." He turned to Caleb and said, "You know, we're supposed to be taking you to see Kane and get your sentence but instead, we're going to do something else."

Caleb gasped—they were Hunters! "What are you going to do to me?" he asked.

The boy replied thoughtfully, "Let's see—stealing Xanite just gets you a long time in isolation, damaging the building gets you a slightly harsher sentence but it's still okay, but insulting her? I'm going to go with killing you." The boy showed his teeth to Caleb who stepped back frantically.

"Why? I didn't do anything!" First the guardians, and now the Hunters, they were all turning against him for no reason, "What's so great about her?"

"Her?" the boy's eyes flashed, "Why, she's the daughter of our king!"

Caleb tripped over himself before spinning his head around to find the girl—but she was no longer there. He looked back at the Hunter who was stalking him like a predator does to prey. At that moment, he realized that everything that had happened that day was all the manipulation of that woman.

A couple of seconds later, Destiny landed in a room at some unknown location that even she didn't bother finding out. Sitting in the room, drinking coffee around a table, were five men. Smiling softly, she walked up to the men and said,

"Well, good news is that the Xain who was threatening you has been taken care of."

The men looked at her in relief and surprise before one of them asked hesitatingly, "And the bad news?"

She shrugged, "The bad news is that everyone thinks you're dead. It was a minor plot point. But now that everything's done, I can take you back and you can go on with your lives as normally as you can. You can even go to the police station and request for your ID cards."

The men nodded unsurely. "So, us staying here for the day helped?" one of them asked.

Destiny nodded, "Yes, it did. Nothing would have been possible if the police hadn't believed that you were dead. Thank you for your cooperation."

"It was no problem. We are just glad that the Xain guy can't hurt us."

"Oh," she said, "I don't think he's going to be able to hurt anyone anymore." Saying that, she waved her hand and jumped all of them back to their own homes. They would hopefully be able to go on with their lives with some sense of normality. She was glad that she had accomplished what all she wanted to—the police no longer had any information other than word of mouth about Solace, and the necklace was in her possession. Thankfully, the entire force had been distracted enough today that they had only concentrated on one case.

With a smile, she sent one last text before jumping back to her room.

A second later, in New York, Morell got a text. He was sitting, basically slumping, on his chair at the station. The status had been as bad as Angela had reported—everything related to that company had been taken, nobody could figure out how the necklace had just suddenly vanished and they were missing several other critical files as well. Hating the length of the day and wishing there was at least some good news, Morell looked down on his phone and read the message.

'In apology, I have some information for you. Those five bodies that you found today morning were not what or whom you thought they were. If you check the records of the nearest morgue, you will find that they are missing five dead bodies. In reality, the five men who had been in contact with Xanite are safe and currently back with their families or homes. Though I regret having lied to you about most of the case, those things had to happen.

-Destiny'

The End