Part 1 Tasting fine wine
The enchantress's POV
"Shall we start by explaining what we need from you? Or would you rather tell us what you wish from us first Sir Faustus Griffith?" I asked, taking the last seat available.
"Why, of course, I prefer starting with what I want enchantress," he gleamed at her crossing his legs.
We waited in silence for him to continue as the girls fidgetted with their nails, hair and clothes. I looked at Nelly, then gazed for a moment at Lylah.
"Wine, fine wine," he said, raising his voice.
"Well, if that is what you want to trade for the task we want from you then it is my pleasure to hand my favourite one to you," I replied, making the bottle of wine appear before us.
"Ah, Sauvignon Blanc! That is magnificent," he said, taking it into his grasp.
"Just so you know, should you not accept your task, the wine will disappear. If you accomplish the assignment, I will make the wine refill every time you pour from it so it will last forever, how does that sound?" I explained, holding myself together.
"I could not agree more! So what is the plan?"
I looked at Melody to give her the go-ahead and explain what her plan is.
"We summoned you since you can shapeshift. We need to get into a science lab that holds a lot of experiments that are abusive towards the subjects that are being created. Look, here is the map of our territory and the forest to help you get to the exact location," she said, bringing out the map.
She opened it to show him and explain where he should go.
"Now, these are dangerous people. You need to be careful. Make your way in as one of the least important scientists so you won't bring too much attention to yourself, making it easier to get to where we need you to go."
"Right. And where might that be?" He asked gaping at the map whilst tucking at his short curly brown hair.
"We need you to go to Dr Paul Write. He is the one responsible for all the deaths of our people along with abandoning his subjects. He kills them and disposes of them in the trash," Melody explained, frowning with anger.
"This is a dangerous task. Well, I love danger, so I will do it!" He hugged his bottle of wine like he can't wait to get back to it.
"Good," I grinned, standing up from the chair, "make sure to bring him here alive for us."
"Easy peasy," he said turning his brown eyes at me.
"Your task is assigned for today. We will wait until the sun goes down. If we see that you have not returned, that would mean that you were either caught, or you forgot all about your wine," I reminded, raising an eyebrow at him.
Faustus Griffith's POV
Being a shapeshifter was what made me work as anything I wanted. It is both a gift and a curse, considering the dangers I end up in most of the times. None the less, I listen to my clients' strategies and go along with their task.
Checking the map, I started to walk, following the path until my eyes set on a large white building full of windows. Making sure not to get noticed, I hid behind trees and bushes until I got close enough to spot the scientists getting in and out. I observed a young blonde guy with long hair and a thin body and as I observed him in detail I shifted into him, but my only problem was his uniform, so I had to somehow surprise him and get hold of his white coat.
Moving closer to him I made sure there was no one else watching me approach the guy. He was looking at the other side when I punched him good to make him lose his consciousness. I dragged him to the forest and wrapped him around a tree, making sure he was tight enough right after wearing his white coat.
"Thank you, Dr Jeremiah," I grinned looking at his tag on his white coat, "sleep tight."
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