Leslie couldn’t believe how fast her new in-laws were able to get a crew out to their new yacht. She and Casey filed ownership papers for the yacht and registered it in their family name. She bends back over and continued to translate some writing from Sanskrit to English.

Casey helped her with some of the translation, but the rest she had done. She falls backward on the floor in the Master bedroom on the yacht.
She stares up at the ceiling “finally, I’m done with the translation.”

She sits back up and looks down at the translation she had read. It didn’t make any sense to her, but she was willing to follow the instruction. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath as her Sensei taught her. Leslie starts visualizing the air in the room becoming cooler.

She places her right hand over the glass of water sitting in front of her. She visualizes turning it from liquid water to a glass filled with snowflakes. Leslie holds her hand over the glass and the next thing she feels is the room dropping in temperature. Something cold hit her nose, which causes her to open her eyes and look.

The glass of water had changed into snowflakes, but there were snowflakes floating from a small cloud floating over her. She couldn’t believe it as the small cloud continued to drop snow down on her. It starts making a small pile on her lap and around her.

Leslie dust the snow off her books and try to see what the instructions say about canceling what she did. The pile was getting higher and higher around her. It was almost up to her neck when she spots how to stop the snow.

“Finis!” Leslie discontinues the energy feed.

She couldn’t believe what she did. She caused it to snow in her and Casey’s bedroom. They were still in port. Casey got a message from her
Uncle Jack, that a friend of his was going to be visiting them. She figures while her wife was waiting for this person to arrive, she would translate some of the incantations she found in the book she bought.

She originally thought the writing in the book were instructions for a trick. However, the more she translated the writing, the more she realized it was something else. She never thought that magic was real until she caused the first spell in the book to come to life.

It was a simple light spell. She could either use it to light the book up or an object to light up. She tried it on a candle, and it worked. She looks at all the snow that was surrounding her.

Leslie stands up and brushes the snow off her legs. If Casey came in right now and saw the pile, she would have to explain how she did it. As much as she loves her wife, she still took an oath to remain silent about what goes on in the magician guild. She knows, Casey has secrets as well and would never ask her wife to reveal those.

Leslie brushes up the snow and dumps it in the shower. A playful smile appears on her face. She should see how her wife would like it if she made it snow while she was sunbathing. She continues to clean the snow up and once the snow was cleaned up. She makes sure the carpet isn’t wet.

Leslie takes the leather bond book and her notebook of the spells she has translated to English so far and put them in her tote. She changes clothes and put her bikini on. Casey said they were staying port for a while. She grabs her hat, beach tote, and heads up to the deck to sunbathe.

Leslie was enjoying the fact that they owned the superyacht they were on. The crew that Casey’s family sent were going over every inch of the ship. She was surprised that they had a smaller boat they could take from the yacht. The Hunter organization had weapons stored onboard and a few other items.

A few hours later, Casey finds her wife sunbathing. Leslie was laying on her tummy and her top straps were hanging by her side. Casey could tell, Leslie was asleep. She kneels next to her and runs her hand up in between Leslie’s legs before she is stopped by Leslie’s thighs.

Casey just smiles, as she unties the strings holding Leslie’s bottom on and yanks it off her. She tosses it overboard.

“Hey!” Leslie turns over to look at Casey “where’s my bottom?”

“Threw it overboard.” Casey leans in and kisses Leslie.

Leslie removes Casey’s bottom and throws it overboard as well. She breaks the kiss “fair is fair.”

“True, but I have other ideas for you.” Casey puts her hand n between Leslie’s legs and starts fingering her.

In no time Leslie is ready to come. She squeezes her thighs and traps Casey’s hand. Casey just smiles as she watches her wife.

“Let’s take this to our room.”

“I agree.” Leslie holds Casey’s hand as they head towards their bedroom.

Waipi'o Valley, Big Island:
Charlotte stands before the beautiful waterfall she had hiked all the way down to see. It was beautiful and majestic. She loved the view and the beach. She sets her backpack down and takes her boots off. She strips down to the bathing suit she has been wearing under her clothes.

She rushes out towards the waves and jumps in. She has missed being home and has missed Hawaii a lot. For the past ten years, she has served overseas for the US Army as a special operative. If it wasn’t for Mrs. Patel pulling a few strings to get her in the military, she might have ended up in prison.

Mrs. Patel also paid for her to have her SRS surgery before she joined as well. She couldn’t believe that someone would do anything like that for anyone else. She enjoys herself for a few hours, before taking a break and eat a light lunch. She lays back on the black sand and closes her eyes. She breathes in through her nose and holds it for a while, before releasing it. She was trying to feel the spirits of the old kings of Hawaii.

She could barely feel their spirits. She opens herself even more and let their spirits flow through her. Charlotte shares her energies with the spirits, as the old king’s flow through her. After a while the old King’s leave. She feels drained as she slowly sits up.

She looks out towards the ocean and opens herself up to the energy coming off the waves as they crash against the shore. As she is replenishing her spiritual energies, her satellite phone starts ringing. Charlotte pulls it out of her backpack and checks to see who was calling her. The number was unlisted.

Charlotte wonders who was calling her now. She was retired from the military and didn’t do any more assassination jobs anymore.

“Hello?”

“Charlotte, how are you doing/”

A smile appears on Charlottes face. She was wondering when Cheshire was going to call her.

“I was wondering when you were going to call me Aunt Cheshire.” Charlotte owed Cheshire a lot for helping to get her life together and into the military. No one has ever cared about her or what she wanted.

“I would have called earlier, but some unexpected things have come up. I need you to do something for me.”

“Anything, Aunt Cheshire. I owe you for saving my life.”

“You have repaid me with all your accomplishments, Ace.” Cheshire knew all about Charlotte’s nickname.

A smile appears on Charlotte's face “I should have known, you would have heard about my nickname.”

“Yes, and how you made an impossible shot, that none of your comrades could make.” Cheshire had heard how Charlotte took down an enemy sniper in a village her squad was set to.

That same sniper had managed to kill three of her comrades. The sniper was well defended and there was no way anyone could get a clear shot at him. She dropped the sniper with one shot at 3,000 meters through a hole no bigger than a quarter in the brick wall he was hiding behind.

“It was a difficult shot and I lost three good friends that day.” Charlotte liked the three people who died that day.

“So, what have you been doing since you have gotten out?”

“I’m down here at Waipi'o Valley enjoying the energies and the waves. Is there something you need me to do?” Charlotte had a sneaking
suspicion that there was more to this call.

“As a matter of fact, there is something I need for you to check out for me on the Big Island. A friend of mine, one of his relatives was recently attacked. We managed to get the location of the person who authorized the hit. I need for you to search the perps place and see what other information you can gather.”

“Who is this friend of yours and who is the person you want me to search?” Charlotte was curious.

“Do you remember my partner Jack Bounty?”

“You mean that scary guy, the one that always caused goose pimples to form on my skin? I thought for sure he would be dead by now from going after the cartels like he does.”

“Yes, his niece and her wife were kidnapped. Luckily, the people who attacked them didn’t realize who they really were or what they were capable of.”

“So, who attacked them?”

“A group by the name of Hunter Organization.” Cheshire wonders if Charlotte has heard that name before.

Charlotte looks towards the waves as they crashed against the shore. She had heard that name before, but she couldn’t remember where she heard it.

“I’ve heard that name before, but I can’t recall where I heard it.” Charlotte knew it was when she was overseas.

“Well, I have an address for you to go to and see what you can dig up.”

“Alright, send me the address and I’ll check it out either tonight or sometime tomorrow.” Charlotte knew it was going to take her the rest of the afternoon to get back to her Motorcycle.

“Alright, also after you check the address out. I want you to check on Jack’s niece and her wife. The superyacht they acquired is docked at Kailua Pier.”

“What’s the name of the yacht?”

“Neopatras”

“As in the Battle of Neopatras, during the crusades?” Charlotte loved history.

“Your guess is better than mine.” Cheshire didn’t know if the yacht was named after that battle.

“Does this mean, I will be working for you now?” Charlotte was wondering when her aunt was going to contact her.

“When I need you. I’ll let you make that decision later.” Cheshire would like Charlotte to work for her, but she wanted Charlotte to make that decision herself.

“I already owe you for what you have done for me, Cheshire. So, you know I will be willing to work for you.”

“Just do this one job for me and we’ll talk later.”

“Okay.”

Charlotte puts her satellite phone back in her backpack and takes one more dip in the ocean. She enjoys swimming one last time, before getting redress and head back up the trail towards her motorcycle.

She loved her new electric motorcycle. It was quiet and could go at least three hundred miles before she needed to recharge the batteries. She heads towards the house she was renting and charge her motorcycle up, while she takes a shower.

When she gets out of the shower, she reaches under her bed and pulls out a black rectangle case. She places her palm on the palm reader to unlock it. The case had arrived a few days ago, but she hadn’t realized she would be using it, so soon.

Inside was a full skin-tight black suit, boots, and gloves. The suit itself had a silky feel to it. There was a custom blacked-out utility belt with two holsters. A headset and two brand new Glock 22’s. Each was equipped with laser sights and had silencers to go with them.

“I’ll wait till, night time to go and investigate.” Charlotte closes the case and slides it back under her bed.

Master Bedroom, Neopatras:

Leslie looks down into Casey’s eyes as she straddles her waist. They just got done making love to each other. She still had the long, thick, penis shape strap on, buried deep in her new vagina. Her body was slick with sweat and sore as well.

“So, what is planned for the rest of the day?” As Leslie grinds the strap-on against Casey’s sensitive groin area.

A smile appears on Casey’s face as she stares into Leslie’s eyes. She talked with her uncle and had Mouse do a search on the people that attempted to kidnap them. She wanted to know more about them and why they did what they did.

“I thought we would do some recon tonight. I want to know who these people really were.” Casey squeezes Leslie’s breasts gently.

“Great, you do know how much trouble, I can get into if I get caught, don’t you?” Leslie had to be careful, because of her employment.

“You’ve been cleared by my aunt for this recon. She has you on special assignment.” Casey received the word, while she was up on the bridge.

According to what she was told, by her Aunt Bassett. The family was under attack by a group going by the name of the Hunter Organization. A
hit team had already tried to take her aunt and Mouse out but were terminated by the two of them. Several other family members had been targeted and were wounded by their attackers.

Casey was told that the men that kidnapped her and Leslie belonged to that group as well. So, her family wanted to know more about them. She was given a location to go and dig up what she could find. Since her wife was a street performer and a stage magician. She would be helpful in locating hidden compartments and such.

“I’m supposed to be on my honeymoon, not an assignment.” There was a whine in Leslie’s voice and she was pouting as well.

“We’re still on our honeymoon. It’s just the family that needs us to check something out for them.” Casey rolls over and pins Leslie beneath her.

“Fine.” Leslie kisses Casey, just before she starts fucking her.

0100 hrs., 1532 Old Beach Rd, Kailua-Kona, HI
Charlotte arrives at the address and hides her motorcycle nearby. She takes her binoculars out and switches to infrared mode to see if anyone was inside but doesn’t spot any heat sources. She puts her binoculars away and heads inside the house.

The place was eerie quiet as she entered the place. There were various devices that stayed on all the time, lighting the place. She moves from what she figures is the den area to the living room. She sees a set of stairs that leads up to the second floor.

Outside the Resident:
Casey and Leslie approach the house. Casey pulls her lock picks out and unlocks the door. She goes in first with Leslie following behind her.
She moves when Casey moves. Both women were dressed in skin-tight black outfits. They had been specially delivered to their yacht by an older Polynesian woman. They were inside a special black case, that contained the suits, boots, gloves, and a utility belt, that had gun holsters for each woman’s personal guns.

Leslie had her issued MI 5 weapon and Casey had a pair of Glocks’ G20 10mm with laser sights. Not that she needed the sights. She was extremely good without the sights, as she was with them.

Leslie puts her hand on Casey’s shoulder to stop her. She thought she saw movement near the stairs that lead up to the second floor. She points in the direction.

Casey stops when she feels Leslie’s gloved hand on her shoulder. She turned to see why and when Leslie pointed towards the stairs, she spots movement as well.

Casey instructs Leslie to circle around. While she continued in the direction she was heading. She watches as Leslie does as she was told.
Leslie goes around to the right-hand side of the stairs to sneak up on the figure. She waits for Casey to give her the signal.

Charlotte was on the third step when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She couldn’t believe someone managed to sneak up on her. She turns around and came face-to-face with a gun pointed at her.

“Who are you and why are you sneaking around here?’ Casey had her gun pointed at the dark-haired woman. Her facial features were oriental, and she had a flashlight in her hand.

“I could ask you the same question.” Charlotte was about to strike out when she hears another voice.

“I wouldn’t do it unless you want me to shoot you.” Leslie had her gun pointed at the woman.

Charlotte reconsiders her options. She was surprised that there were two of them.

“Look, I’m here investigating a person. Now, why are you here?”

“This person wouldn’t happen to belong to the Hunter organization, would they?” Leslie was curious.

“Yes. He and a few other of his friends kidnapped my aunt’s friend's niece and her wife.”

Casey lowers her gun “Who’s your aunt?”

Charlotte looks at Casey “Cheshire Patel.”

“Oh, fuck. Leslie put your weapon away.” Casey has met Cheshire before and if the woman in front of her is her niece and she got hurt by the two of them. Cheshire will make them pay for it.

Leslie was wondering why Casey said Oh, fuck fore? She puts her gun away and steps near her wife.

“Why don’t the three of us work together and see what we can find?” Charlotte figures with three of them looking, they're bound to find something.

“Okay. We’ll take the downstairs, why you check out the upstairs.” Casey figures they could search the downstairs.

“Alright, but I can tell you now. I didn’t find anything.” Charlotte heads upstairs.

Casey and Leslie split up to look around. Leslie walks into what looks like a trophy room. There were all sorts of ancient weapons and armors from the middle ages in there. Over in one corner of the room, there looked to be some sort of stuffed man-wolf or something.

In one of the displays cases, there was a necklace in the shape of a dragon with a 3.5-inch jade circle with strange writing on it. It shimmers when the light from her flashlight hits it. A strange feeling comes over her as she unlocks the display case and takes the necklace out. She puts it on and tucks it under the skin-tight suit she is wearing.

The necklace felt warm against her skin as she continued to look around. She steps from the trophy room into what looks like a library. There were books on all sorts of subjects in there. Some of the books she couldn’t read the titles, because they were written in some sort of ancient languages. She spots some ancient scrolls as well.

She starts to wonder what this place was and what the person did. While she was looking around the room, something didn’t seem right about the dimensions of the room. She stands in the middle of the room and mumbles something she learned out of the book she has been studying.
Her vision changes and she see an outline around the bookcase. She walks over and removes a few books and finds a button hidden behind the books. She presses it and the bookcase opens inward.

Leslie walks into the hidden room and the lights automatically come on, blinding her for a few seconds. She mumbles a command to turn the spell off. When she opens her eyes again and look around the room, there were all sorts of medical and scientific equipment in the room.

Second Floor:
Charlotte heads upstairs and looked around. The rooms look like any other spare bedroom. At least two of them were facing the ocean. The other rooms faced the front of the house, but there was something wrong. The distance between the rooms was wrong. Each dimension of the two rooms was the same, but there was enough distance between them for a large third room.

She starts knocking on the wall and finds a hidden door. The way to open it was part of the molding that ran the length of the wall. She manages to open it and the lights came on automatically, which didn’t matter, because the room was completely enclosed. No windows or anything.

The room looked like it was an office and had two servers in it. There were several security cameras around the place, she hadn’t realized had picked her up. On the desk were pictures of the two women she met earlier and detail reports about each of them.

There were also images and files on Cheshire on the desk. There was a kill order attached to her Aunt’s file and another file of a woman wearing an HPD uniform named Tizzy Patel. Charlotte knew that name. Just before she went into the military, Cheshire had come back from the mainland with a young transgender girl.

She has never met her because she always stayed over in Europe or in Saudi Arabia and the Middle East. The only family she had was Cheshire and Cheshire understood why she didn’t come back to Hawaii. While she was in the Middle East, she learned about their cultures, beliefs, language, and customs.

Over along one wall were fax machines, printers, and other items. There were three 3D printers and one of them made customs faces and such. She walks around the room and finds the person armory. There were all sorts of weapons, body armor, and ancient suits of armor, made with modern materials.

“Has anyone found anything?” Casey hadn’t heard back from her wife or the new person.

“Yes!” As both Charlotte and Leslie answers at the same time.

“Okay, I’m on my way to you first and hey new girl, what should I call you?”

“You can call me by my nickname, Ace.” Charlotte felt it was appropriate.

“Alright, Ace. Let’s gather up everything important and take pictures of everything.”

“Casey, we might want to do more than that. You won’t believe what I found where I am.”

“Where are you?” Casey was about to go upstairs.

“In this guys library. You’ll see the secret door opened when you come in.”

Casey heads towards her wife’s location first. When she walks into the library, she notices the secret door opened and light coming from it. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing when she walked in.

“I have to agree with you. Ace, we’re heading your way.” Casey starts walking towards Charlotte’s location.

Leslie shuts the door to the lab and follows her wife to the other woman’s location. When they arrived at the room. She could tell they were going to need more people here to analyze what Charlotte found.

Charlotte takes pictures of the files of Cheshire and Tizzy. She sends them to her aunt and suggests they might want to be extra careful.

“I think were going to need a team here.” Casey figures there was stuff here that required her uncle’s attention.

Casey sends a text message to Jack, along with some pictures. She knew a specialized team was going to be needed.

“Does anyone know what happened to the owner of this place?” Charlotte was curious.

“He’s in the belly of several sharks.” Leslie had a smile on her face.

Charlotte had a shocked look on her face. She didn’t know if what Leslie said was true or not.

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Nope, my wife wanted to make the other people who kidnapped us understand, we weren’t playing games. Feeding him to the sharks was the best way to get the message across.” Leslie thought it was a little extreme, but it worked.

"Well, we need to find out more about what he was doing." Charlotte wanted to know what Cheshire has gotten her in.