looked at each one of them.
“Guys, you have to believe me. I never allow sex to cloud my judgment on the job. It’s strictly professional. You’ve seen me operate. It gets results, doesn’t it?”
Mahoney squelched the argument.
“Your opinions aside, the fact remains. Elyxa has a history of seducing men and, well, Rev has a history of seducing women. I don’t think it takes a rocket scientist to see where that one’s heading. So we’ve decided to head it off at the pass, so to speak. The decision’s been made. No contact with Elyxa or any of her associates.”
“So it’s that simple,” Abby summed it up. “We have to leave her alone even though she’s basically breaking every code Ghost Guard stands for. She’s destroying spirits. We protect spirits. What am I missing here?”
“Elyxa will be dealt with. I can assure you of that.”
“I don’t believe there’s a team out there better equipped to handle this than us, Mahoney.”
Mahoney sat back. “There is.”
“Bullshit! I want to know who—who is this specialized force you’re talking about?”
“You think Ghost Guard is the only paranormal ops team in existence? In the entire security apparatus of the United States Government, you think Ghost Guard is the only one? Don’t be so naive to presuppose you guys are this country’s first and last line of defense against paranormal threats. Think about it. Wouldn’t that be pretty stupid on the government’s part?”
Abby did think about it. They all thought about it, and Mahoney was correct.
“I guess.”
“Given that reality, Para-Intel has developed many different groups throughout the country, all with varying levels of training, expertise, and hardware to handle different threat levels.”
“And so you’re saying what? That we’re one of the low threat level teams?”
“Ghost Guard is an experimental team. As you know, we’ve never allowed actual ghosts onto our operational squads before. We’ve used them strictly as interpreters and advisors, until, well, until we discovered Rev.”
“So, at least in that aspect we can say we’re unique, I guess, huh , guys?” Morris shrugged.
“That still doesn’t answer my question,” Abby squinted. “If we’re so low-level , what kind of team does it take to overcome someone with the type of power Elyxa has? What are you planning on, nuking her? Because I gotta tell you, even that won’t do it,” she addressed her teammates. “When she probed my mind, I was able to read hers. She’s immortal. Mahoney’s right. But this being has no soul. That’s why she hunts them. It’s her only link to the spiritual realm, because she only exists in the physical realm, and always will. Forever and ever. Imagine it. Continuing on and on and on. You live when all else dies and is regenerated and reborn. It’s the cycle of the universe, and you’re not welcome in it. You’re banished, an outcast, an outsider looking in.”
“I for one am not going to feel sorry for her,” Mahoney huffed.
“Neither will I,” Brutus still fumed about what Elyxa had done to him back at the riverfront.
Ruby squealed and popped in her unique dialect, agreeing with Mahoney and Brutus. Morris nodded, and Abby glanced at Rev. He sighed, giving her a defeated look.
“I’m not saying we have to pity her,” Abby argued. “That’s not what I’m saying at all. I just wanted to tell you what she communicated to me. On the surface, she’s hard, cold, calculating. But deep down, she’s hurting. She’s hurting worse than any creature on the planet. That’s why she does such horrible things.”
“Misery loves company,” Morris said.
“More like desolation. She’s trapped in her own body and can never die.”
“Thanks for your in-depth profile,” Mahoney nodded. “You see, there’s one little thing you’ve overlooked. THIS ISN’T YOUR MISSION! Ghost Guard, you hereby are ordered to stand down, you hear me?”
“But Mahoney…I think we
“Guys, you have to believe me. I never allow sex to cloud my judgment on the job. It’s strictly professional. You’ve seen me operate. It gets results, doesn’t it?”
Mahoney squelched the argument.
“Your opinions aside, the fact remains. Elyxa has a history of seducing men and, well, Rev has a history of seducing women. I don’t think it takes a rocket scientist to see where that one’s heading. So we’ve decided to head it off at the pass, so to speak. The decision’s been made. No contact with Elyxa or any of her associates.”
“So it’s that simple,” Abby summed it up. “We have to leave her alone even though she’s basically breaking every code Ghost Guard stands for. She’s destroying spirits. We protect spirits. What am I missing here?”
“Elyxa will be dealt with. I can assure you of that.”
“I don’t believe there’s a team out there better equipped to handle this than us, Mahoney.”
Mahoney sat back. “There is.”
“Bullshit! I want to know who—who is this specialized force you’re talking about?”
“You think Ghost Guard is the only paranormal ops team in existence? In the entire security apparatus of the United States Government, you think Ghost Guard is the only one? Don’t be so naive to presuppose you guys are this country’s first and last line of defense against paranormal threats. Think about it. Wouldn’t that be pretty stupid on the government’s part?”
Abby did think about it. They all thought about it, and Mahoney was correct.
“I guess.”
“Given that reality, Para-Intel has developed many different groups throughout the country, all with varying levels of training, expertise, and hardware to handle different threat levels.”
“And so you’re saying what? That we’re one of the low threat level teams?”
“Ghost Guard is an experimental team. As you know, we’ve never allowed actual ghosts onto our operational squads before. We’ve used them strictly as interpreters and advisors, until, well, until we discovered Rev.”
“So, at least in that aspect we can say we’re unique, I guess, huh , guys?” Morris shrugged.
“That still doesn’t answer my question,” Abby squinted. “If we’re so low-level , what kind of team does it take to overcome someone with the type of power Elyxa has? What are you planning on, nuking her? Because I gotta tell you, even that won’t do it,” she addressed her teammates. “When she probed my mind, I was able to read hers. She’s immortal. Mahoney’s right. But this being has no soul. That’s why she hunts them. It’s her only link to the spiritual realm, because she only exists in the physical realm, and always will. Forever and ever. Imagine it. Continuing on and on and on. You live when all else dies and is regenerated and reborn. It’s the cycle of the universe, and you’re not welcome in it. You’re banished, an outcast, an outsider looking in.”
“I for one am not going to feel sorry for her,” Mahoney huffed.
“Neither will I,” Brutus still fumed about what Elyxa had done to him back at the riverfront.
Ruby squealed and popped in her unique dialect, agreeing with Mahoney and Brutus. Morris nodded, and Abby glanced at Rev. He sighed, giving her a defeated look.
“I’m not saying we have to pity her,” Abby argued. “That’s not what I’m saying at all. I just wanted to tell you what she communicated to me. On the surface, she’s hard, cold, calculating. But deep down, she’s hurting. She’s hurting worse than any creature on the planet. That’s why she does such horrible things.”
“Misery loves company,” Morris said.
“More like desolation. She’s trapped in her own body and can never die.”
“Thanks for your in-depth profile,” Mahoney nodded. “You see, there’s one little thing you’ve overlooked. THIS ISN’T YOUR MISSION! Ghost Guard, you hereby are ordered to stand down, you hear me?”
“But Mahoney…I think we
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