Page 51 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

“Yeah. They hosted the dignitaries and monarchy from the other realms, held balls, traded with them, fought with them and against them, and held inter-realm games, which looked like they were so much fun,” River explains.

My eyes widen, “That sounds awesome. Why is the magic disappearing from the other realms though if they’re separate?”

Evander shrugs, “No one is really sure.”

“That can’t be good,” I frown.

They all shake their heads.

“No, it’s really not. There are people working on trying to figure out why,” Raiden replies.

“So, the students here get to go to the other realms?” I ask, incredibly intrigued.

Evander nods, “As part of their training, the upper levels do a job in one of the safer realms, chaperoned by a senior team. We’ve actually done a few. They’re good fun so long as you don’t get a team that freaks out easily or one who has only barely managed to pass their classes.”

“We also get to go over occasionally when they require assistance for various reasons. It doesn’t happen too often because most of the realms have their own security measures, but sometimes they need our expertise,” Reed adds.

“It’s actually happening more often than it was because of how well Ty runs this place and how strong the agents are. We’vealso had quite a few students that upon graduation have found themselves in the other realms and being offered work there in the last couple of years, so it’s not as rare as it used to be,” Ransom explains.

“That’s really cool,” I reply. “I would like to go to a different realm, voluntarily and knowing that I’m going, not just being randomly sent there.”

River chuckles, “Yeah, we will probably end up going at some point. Don’t worry though we normally get at least a couple of days’ notice before we have to leave.”

“Well, at least there’s that,” I smile.

Griff asks, “There’s a class that you can take if you would like to learn more about the different realms. Not all supernaturals are native to Trieneliea.”

“Yeah, I actually did know that. It’s nice to know that something that I have learned is true.” I reply. “I would definitely be interested in that class.”

“We’ll sort it out,” Doc replies.

“Thank you,” I reply.

Griff takes over the explanation again, steering us back to the question that I originally asked about the building we are currently in and not realms that intrigue me on a level that they probably shouldn’t.

“Okay, so back to what I was explaining before,” he starts, “that door that we just walked through, and Evander used his badge to open, that separates the training side of the academy from the SID offices and our gym and training facilities too. There are also dorms, well they’re more like apartments actually. They are here for the agents that teach at the academy permanently and for any agent that wants to make this place their homebase or if they just need a place to stay for whatever reason. We also have a state-of-the-art medical wing, and various labs. We do have holding cells here, but they aren’t usedfor criminals, they are either used for a supe that’s struggling to control themselves for whatever reason that may be or for agents that have gone rogue.”

I nod, “That makes sense. Do you get rogue agents often?”

Van shakes his head, “We’ve had one since I started the academy.”

I nod, “That’s impressive. I think there was probably about one a week at HID, but when it comes to them, it’s difficult to know if they were actual rogue agents or decent agents who made the mistake of saying something and ended up getting themselves fired or worse.”

My words have the guys all frowning.

“That’s a very good point. We should probably mention that to Ty so that the team that has taken over the case can look into the people that have been classed as rogues or fired and see if they really are,” Doc suggests.

“Definitely. I actually spoke to a couple of them, and I would be very surprised if they actually were rogues. It never quite sat right with me,” I reply. Frowning, I add, “I’m not sure why I didn’t question it more, to be honest.”

“Because you were just trying to survive in the situation that you were in,” Ransom replies. His words make me feel slightly less guilty, but not by much.

“I wonder why they never flagged me as a rogue and got rid of me that way?” I ponder.

“Probably because you were also really valuable,” Reed points out.

“True, but I’m still valuable, if anything more so because I have even more successful cases under my belt. So why did they suddenly decide to kill me? Was it just because this guy that they were giving supes to was interested in me, and they saw an opportunity and took it?”

River shrugs, “Most likely. It will be something that we can ask when the corrupt are weeded out from HID. If we don’t already know the answer by then.”

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