Chapter:2

Orphanage

We were now acquainted, but before we could take in the moment, her friend Jonas pointed something out. 

"Hey Norveil this is touching and all but i've got a very important question to ask." 

"What is it Jonesy?" (Don't ruin the moment!) Norveil secretly thought in an aggravated manner.

"What happened to the big guy? Did you happen to take him out?" Jonas looked around as he asked. 

"Yeah, He's right over there." Norveil pointed over towards Alvin's severed arm that was lying about 10 meters away.

"Jesus you didn't hold back on letting loose on him did you?" Jonas aiming his cigarette towards Norveil addressed.

"I had no choice, if I didn't Fond here would have surely, well you know." The thought itself shook me ever so slightly. 

"I see, well it's a good thing you left some remains of him so the organization can identify it's him." Jonas noted while walking over examining the arm.

"They should be here soon." 

"Contact them on your texter." [Texter, a keyboard device in this story that operates like a phone, but is only used for text and photos instead of calls, before mostly Agents were equipped with these, But now they've been accepted for the general public, for the sake of convenience.]

Said by a narrator. 

"A texter?" I asked looking up at Norveil. 

"Don't worry about it. Come on, let's get out of here." 

"O--ok!" I was happy to have met someone like Norveil but that doesn't excuse that my main problem still arised, where would I go?

2 hours later. "Ok, and that should do it." Jonas said looking at his texter which had appeared to have gotten a message from his organization at which were down at the church investigating. 

"Jonesy, how is it?" Norveil was curious.

"They've got it covered there." 

Meanwhile the 3 of us were all at her place which in itself was nice and comfy. 

"How's the tea Fond?" 

"It's nice, thank you!" Sipping the tea was so satisfying.

"Don't mention it, but Fond I think it's time we asked you a very important question." Norveil placed her cup down on the table softly as she said that. 

"Why were you at that church? And where exactly are you from?" As Norveil asked me that haunting question my heart skipped a beat, I was afraid this moment would arise. 

"I…" But I couldn't gather the words. 

"Hey just take a deep breath and go real slow for us alright?" As Jonas instructed me on that, I try my best to follow. 

"I went to that church because I was looking for a place to stay." I took a deep breath after speaking.

"A place to stay? Haven't you heard? The Church of Virtuous had been abandoned for quite some time, most of the people of this town know that." 

I looked at Ms Norveil in shock as she said that. 

"Everyone knew that?" 

"Yeah Which can mostly mean you're not from here." That was Jonas's speculation. 

"No that's not true I was born here in Morality but it's just that I…" 

"Born where?" Norveil intervened. 

"60 Pure Street." 

"60 Pure Street?" Norveil was in thought.

"I'll look into that now." Jonas hopped back onto his texter and began searching up the location.

"Found it, Perjury Orphanage." 

"An Orphanage?" Norveil appeared slightly bothered. 

"Yes… that's where I… come from…" It was that very place that started all of this. 

"It's where she resides…" 

"She?" A confused expression accompanied both Norveil and Jonas as they said it's simultaneously. 

“Yes Her…” It was time to explain my reasoning.

"Is it the owner of The orphanage?" Said by Jonas

""Huh?" He took a pause.

"Fond you have to tell us, This is so we can support you." Norveil said it in a way to me that felt so tempting. "I know, but…" 

"You can't keep us in the dark here, we need to understand your situation as best as we can." What was I to do in this situation? This could have gone in a couple of directions, I tell them but I have to go back. They sent me to another orphanage. Or they'll take me to the police and let them handle me, the given options were not to my liking. 

"Ms Intergre is evil…" 

"Intergre? As in the owner?" Norveil guessed. "Yes…" I nod my head as I answered.

"Evil huh? That sounds like it's worth investigating, ain't that right Costello?" Jonas went for his suitcase. 

"Seems like you're in a hurry to find out aren't you?" Norveil also got up looking like it was time to get to work. 

"It sounds important and I don't want to disappoint like I did last time now do I?" Jonas soon after flipped on his sunglasses covering his green eyes. 

"Alright Then it's time to get to business." They both had prepared to head out. 

"W--what am I supposed to do?" This was pretty awkward for me seeing as I was the only one who didn't want to leave. 

"Fond, you'll stay here, but lucky for you there is someone in the neighborhood that I trust to watch over you." 

"A stranger?!" Panic accompanied me yet again. "Don't worry she's completely trustworthy, I've known her most of my life in this neighborhood." 

"Good ol Nurvena." Jonas said as he exited the home. 

"Jonesy?!" 

"Relax, I'm only waiting by the Durant!" The two exchange through yelling.

"Sigh, well I better text her now before it gets any later."

5 minutes passed and I was now in the care of Ms Nurvena. A slightly elderly woman who Ms Norveil said to me was around 62 years old. Pretty elderly but hopefully I could feel at ease with this woman. 

"Do be safe out there Ms Costello and Mr Hawkins." 

"We'll be fine, keep the girl safe while we're gone Patty." Jonas turned on the engine, The Durant was ready for takeoff.

"Remember Nurvena If you hear or see anything suspicious activate the emergency lock in the house on the wall next to the kitchen alright?" 

"Of course." 

"Don't forget to text me shortly after too." Norveil explained all the emergency tactics to us before she and Jonas went off.

"Right." Ms Nurvena agreed. 

"Fond, we're leaving now, but don't worry we'll be back before you know it." 

"Please be careful, Ms Norveil, both of you." I looked down while saying.

"... Right you both as well." 

Jonas then put the car in drive and drove off. 

"..." Silence accompanied me as I watched as the Durant drove off