The Coin

Jp with mdman, Redsword, Jaxx, Trustno1, Lorem and Cindy

"Alyssa; that coin translates to "Luck is Luck. Is there something special about it? It seems to be bothering you. " said Sartre.

Agent Powers continued to scout the area for any new threats while guarding the team during their investigation. It bothered him that he was lacking in detective skills when he listened to the others compare information and share information. Though he didn't plan on sharing his feelings with the others, it did make him feel a bit on the dumb side. Granted he was confident in his combat skills, but he was a poor student at best during his homeschool program. Max wondered if he would eventually learn some detective skills in time since he was now working with a team as being a solo agent. Alyssa seemed pretty smart and was like the complete opposite of himself when it came to brains and muscles. Then he noticed Alyssa from the corner of his eye and saw looking nervous about a coin. He asked, "You okay Alyssa?”

"Actually, in this case it translate to "fortune is luck". Alyssa said, and took a breath. "It's my father's." She said quietly. The two other IIlumanti should know why that was so disturbing, but Alyssa didn't really know what Max knew about the situation.

Her gaze fell upon the Dragons, yes, they were working together she even kind of felt friendly towards - well some of them - but she didn't want to tell them this part of her life. It felt like too much. However, it was also true they might already know.

"What would something of your father's be doing here now?" asked Sartre.

“Good question,” Choi said.

He envied anyone knowing their father. Not that he wished all would not know their parents, but he knew neither father nor mother. Master Park was as much any father he would ever know,, and he was old enough to be his grandfather.

“Is your father on our side?”

Alyssa shook her head, then answered the last question first. "Yes, he's IIuminanti but - well - nothing of his should be here." This was going to be complicated, if she didn't just tell them. Alyssa didn't need or want more complicated - anything. "He vanished five years ago, in Seattle. Most likely into a vortex.”

"A Vortex? Like a portal?" What caused the vortex?" asked Sartre.

“Is that what happened to you back at the church?” Choi observed with a question. “Perhaps it runs in the family.” Choi grinned, adding, “You truly are a mystery girl. Maybe we should call your van the Mystery Machine,” he jested, trying to lighten her mood.

Normally that Scooby Doo comment would earn a giggle out of Max, but right now as Agent Powers didn't like the fact that this mission just got more complicated. If Alyssa's dad was a hostage or enemy it meant he could not just kill him with the other enemies like he usually did. He took a deep breath and looked at Alyssa with a smolder before he said, "I know this sounds bad Alyssa, but can you show us a pic of your dad? I'd hate to get on your bad side if he was caught in the crossfire as we press forward." Agent Powers was not sure how to say that any better since he was lacking in diplomacy skills as well.

Alyssa felt a little bombarded with questions, even if she knew that wasn't the intention. This time to answer in order. She turned to Peter first. "I wish I knew."

To Yeong, her response was a little longer only because it answered a lot. "We were on a mission five years ago, together. My father had been asked to investigate an abandoned mental hospital where disappearances had taken place. He had discovered a vortex. It was around day five. I was in my van, and he called me to bring him some tools. I went to bring him the tools." Alyssa paused to pick the coin back up. "That's all I remember. I woke up a few days later in my van. Ever since then, weird things, have happened. Like I'll be one place, then suddenly somewhere else. Or the fact that I no longer remember my dreams, any of them. I used to remember all of them. So, yes I believe what happened at the church is directly related to my father's disappearance." She allowed a fleeting smile, Yeong was trying but her mood wasn't there.

She left the data running in the background, but scrolled through a few pics. "Here," showing them an image of a dark haired, brown eyed handsome looking man. "That's him, but I get the feeling that he's not here. That maybe this is a warning or notice.”