Needy's Destiny II: The Legend Of Fox Cipher

PROLOGUE

Fox Cipher was a legend It was a name that had been heard a lot over the past thirty years even though nobody was really sure of who, or what, it was.

It had shown up in witness testimonies, had been whispered about on the cortex, and was found regularly near the top of the Alliance’s most wanted list. Was it a man or an organisation? Nobody knew for sure, there were so many different stories floating around. Some might even have you believe it was something far more insidious – some dark creature from a lost world. It was a ghost story, an urban myth. Or at least, that’s what I had been told, what I had been led to believe. Turns out, Fox Cipher was so much more than that, and had been around for a lot longer than anyone could have ever imagined.

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It had been three months since Frankie had disappeared. Three long months. And yet, even though she had grown up at the companion house of Crescendo, spent the majority of her life there… in just three months it seemed that everyone had forgotten about her. Everyone, that is, but me.

I was back on my feet; the injury sustained during the Sammy D incident had long healed. Even the officers had stopped paying me visits with questions – questions intended to make me slip up and confess to a crime I wasn’t responsible for. That I was glad of at least, I could go back to my normal life. Only I couldn’t. I couldn’t think straight, couldn’t concentrate on my work, and couldn’t even perform on one occasion – which, needless to say, can prove absolutely detrimental to ones career. I knew I needed to focus but I couldn’t. Frankie was on my brain, day in, day out. Where was she? Was she okay? And what of Nemmi? Some would suppose that the disappearance of both of them meant one thing – they had fallen in love and left in secret, starting a life together far away from home.

I couldn’t believe that. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part, that I simply didn’t want to believe it, didn’t want that to be the reason she left. And suppose that was the reason, I wanted to believe that at the very least, she would have told me. That our close relationship might not have been anything more than friendship in her eyes, but it was a friendship at the very least, we were close enough to confide in each other weren’t we? There needn’t have been any secrets, nor did she ever need to feel that I wouldn’t understand. But truth was, we had both kept secrets. I had never told her how much she meant to me. And she had never told me everything about herself – the truth that would go a long way to explain why she had gone missing. Still, if she and Nemmi were together, then I needed to know. The pain of rejection wouldn’t matter, I just needed to know they were ok. Not knowing was far worse.

As that third month drew to a close, the officers assigned to the case seem to lose all interest as did my fellow companions. They carried on work as normal and I began to realise that Frankie and Nemmi’s disappearance had stopped being viewed as a mystery and had been relegated simply to “one of those things.”

It was my quest now and mine alone.

Frankie was gone but I would find her. I would do everything in my power to find out what happened, where she was and why she left. Nothing, and nobody, could stop me.