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The Search for Kin

Dynasty of Power

By Megan RogersPublished 3 years ago 9 min read

Every April, a celebration of Kin sprouts. Philosophers, teachers & banks. Gather, to trace the ancient dynasty. As far as they can. They know the power to the Kin. Why solving each corner of it, could help many people. The dynasty whispered in her domain. “Golden dragons she shall have🤝“.

Rushing through the apartment. Trying to find my keys. This was a huge day. Investors and National Research had cracked a 300 year old theogony. A link to these “Dragon coins”. Worth, endless opportunities. The code to the lockbox could be found within his Kin. Anticipation was overwhelming. “Ah, there they are.” Snatched the keys by the sink and out the door.

The parking lot was filling in. Out of all these Executive teams, the Kin had to, agree to review the findings in conference. Be recorded and complete this assignment. I had did some research on the family a week ago. She’s a fireball. I can see why these people are coming prepared.

I sat down with a couple guys. The women lingered in the hall. Crackers and cheese were a nice bite to the Open bar.

“What can I get you Sir?”

“I’ll take a Long Island please.”

“Great choice! Sweet or no?”

“Maybe a little. Might be back later.”

She smiled and handed him the glass. Peppers tipped the girl a few dollars and headed back to his table. The conference leaders had just arrived. Show was about to start.

“Thank everyone for attending. My name is Champion Bradley. I work with Networking & Discovery to profit. Not only does this research help the community come together, the recipent and her assets could majorly benefit our local businesses. I see many teams are ready to pitch their ideas, but first we must find Ms. Kaia Vincent. She will go through the application and filing system. Please take notes and/or questions for the district managers. They will be rounding the room. Collecting data and thoughts.”

The drink had buzzed me slightly. Some were still eating and socializing in other rooms. I noticed a team of College Kids very engaged with one of the managers. Very down to earth and outlining great ideas. I waited my turn. Kaia knew where she came from. Her own religion involves this dynasty. They will only dish it out. Under her authority.

Champion got back on the microphone. “My colege just brought to my attention, there is a capsule, containing…Purple, pixie dust. The document, must be signed with the contents.”

Many giggled or sighed. Noticed a lady in the back, throw her hands up. She remarked…”Oh’, now we have to play with powders & potions. Good grief.”

We had 2 women from the district sit at our table. Justin and Max had an idea to extend the Boy Scouts into her restaurant, bus trips and resorts ideas. Kaia knew, the funds were expected to build up the community. Of course, her perfume collection would grow and probably have Raymour & Flanagan piecing together furniture, but that’s what the Scouts wanted. ;What’s my idea? Bookmobile.

“I know where Kaia lives.”

“Well, that’s certainly a head start. What’s your name?”

The girl held a green folder with our table number on it. #16.

“Peppers Thompson.” I went on to fill out the rest of the paperwork she handed me.

20 minutes later, the girls came back. They handed me the folder. Said, I was familiar with her residence and think Kaia would be feel most comfortable with me. Very excited, I thanked the women. Put the file in my briefcase, gave my cards to a few of the members and headed out the door. Nearly to the entrance, when Champion Bradley stopped me to wish well.

“Thanks, Peppers. Please try to finish by the deadline. I think it should go smoothly. There’s another file upstairs about the (Secret Dust). Go to Room 208. They will be waiting for you.”

Took the stairs. Half way down the hall. A teenage girl comes out the bathroom. Green hoody, black running shoes. The resemblance to Kaia is mind blowing. Gosh, it is her.

“Mr. Thompson. Hi, I’m Kaia..I was sent a message about today’s conference from the HQ up north. Instructed on filing it and here it says I need the pixie dust.”

“Well, nice to meet you. Could we go to the library and discuss this for a bit?”

Kaia seemed hesitant, as she knew this step could change her life forever. Breathing in the moment.

“ Yes, library is fine…but I need to add something. My dust was stolen!”

“We’ll figure something out. Here’s the address. I will meet you there.”

“Thanks, Mr. Thompson. I’ve been watching videos on unlocking the dynasty for years. This beautiful glass I have. Reminds me, life is sweet & rewarding.”

“See you soon.” Peppers checked his phone and left to the parking lot. Kaia was already halfway down the block. ;Hope this works he thought.

Jefferson Library 📚. Peppers walked in and Kaia was sitting at the 2nd table. She began telling him how her car had been stolen. The dust was in a pouch in the middle compartment. Authorities found the car a month later, but most of her belongings were gone.

“How long ago did this happen?” Peppers asked her.

“About 4 months. I heard that they brought it to a Bodega shop. Possibly one by Union Street.”

“Well, we will check each store. My friend is also an investigator. Maybe she can check the metaphysical entries online, or pawn shop. I’ll be in touch. Thanks, Kaia.”

Peppers left the library. He scrolled through his phone to find Daniella’s number. After a few tries he put his phone down. Sent her a text hoping to catch her before he got back to his vehicle. Hmmm, why isn’t she answering? Oh’ well. I will start by Union like Kaia suggested.

The building was had a few rough guys outside. Drinking out of paper bags. They seemed harmless.

“Yo, you with the Feds or something my man? My boy Zaim in there. He good people.”

“No, I’m an investigative journalist. I’m hoping he can help me with something.”

“Aight. Good luck with that Brody.”

Daniella had texted me back. Said, she was on it and even knew a woman not far from Union Street that acquired such items. Put my phone in my pocket and went in the store.

“Zaim…I’m a journalist. Name is Peppers. I’m looking for a vile of purple pixie dust. Has anyone bartered with it in the past 3 months?”

“Pixie dust? As silly as it is. Yes…a group of scoundrels came in here with such items. Even the girl’s sunglasses. I put the items on EBay and Marketplace.”

“And, did they sell?”

“Sure did. This woman from Washington Ave. She met me off Marketplace. Here, I will show you the messages.”

“Could you send them directly to my phone or email?”

Peppers handed his card to the clerk. There were some customers floating in. Zaim nodded. “Thanks, again.” ;I’m going home for a minute.

Few minutes later, Peppers phone lit up. Desiree Jackson. 416 Washington Ave. I looked her up on social media real quick. Long blonde hair, blue eyes. Looking pretty crafty. Peppers called Daniella. This time she answered.

“Hello. Have you found out anything?”

“Yes. I went to the Bodega shop on Union. He gave me the invoice for her purchase off Marketplace. Is the woman you are speaking of, named Desiree Jackson?”

“Yep, that’s her. Do you want me to go with you? I just saw her in the town square doing readings this weekend.”

“That would work. Her address is 416 Washington Ave. See you soon.”

Daniella had arrived before Mr. Thompson, but waited for him to pull up. It seemed as if Desiree was home. Daniella looked beautiful. We embraced with a short hug. Peppers rang the bell. You could hear a small dog 🐶 barking inside.

“Hello… How may I help you? Oh’, hey Daniella! Did you decide on a reading?”

“We’ll not today. We’re here, because we’re working on a case and there is a piece missing. We believe you may have what we’re looking for.”

Peppers handed her the paperwork from room 208. He was skeptical on telling the whole story, but felt she needed to know the importance.

“Okay, come in. Please make yourselves comfortable. I will be right back.”

Desiree came back with a tray full of items. There was the pixie dust.

“So you understand that by giving back the dust. Kaia will be able to unlock a dynastic power. She plans on helping the community immensely.” Peppers explained to Desiree.

“Yes, but I will need to be reimbursed about $30. I’d also, would love to meet this extraordinary girl. Maybe she could sign the transcripts here. Celebration of Kin is something, my friends and I enjoy very much. I love the orange and blue dragon the most.”

“Yes, my cousins and I meet up for the berry bagels they have. And ice cream. Can you guess my favorite? Dragon fruit!”

Daniella rubbed her hands together and picked up the dust to take a closer look. Peppers stepped into the hallway to call Kaia.

“Kaia, hey it’s me. The journalist from the library. We located the dust. Would you be able to meet me & my partner somewhere?”

Kaia was whispering. “My brother is going to ask all types of questions. I’m trying to keep him out of this. Could we meet tomorrow?”

“Sure thing. How’s 1:00pm at the Riverwood Cafe? I will have 2 other people with me.”

Peppers signaled that everything was correct. Daniella & Desiree both wrote down the time & address.

“See you tomorrow, Thanks again.”

It had been a long day. Peppers stopped for a sandwich, some chips and a soda. Dinner, shower then bed. He read a book, before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Beep beep beep. It was 7am. I made a couple eggs, put on the morning news and sat in the Family Room and ate my breakfast. Had a scheduled haircut for 10am, maybe go to the Post Office and grab some things for my own Kin Celebration. The news took footage of the boats coming in and lights going up. In just 2 days the Dynasty would not only light up the commons. It would light up our lives.

Haircut went well. Had a little Shi Shay done to it. Maybe Daniella would wanna hang out at the festival on Friday. The cafe was open for both indoor and outdoor seating. I saw the three of them in a back booth.

“Welcome” 🐉…They all we’re in good spirits.

“Here’s all the paperwork you asked for.” Kaia handed me the packet.

I skimmed through it, while Desiree took the capsule out of a silver cloth. Daniella set her phone on record.

“Now, Ms. Kaia Vincent. Could you please sign here at the X. This is a special gel pen. Just dip it in the dust and that should do it.”

She closed her eyes and chanted something under her breath…”Kin, Your dynasty lives in me. Let the forthcoming be.” Dipped the pen in the powder and beautifully wrote her name.

We all clapped and Desiree gave her a hug. The waitress came over & took our order. “Cappuccino, Pomegranate Tea, Dark Roast and a Vanilla Pepsi. Be right back.”

We stayed and chatted about half hour. Kaia and Desiree made plans for the celebration. Daniella winked at me. I think, that I have a pretty good shot.

“Well, I hope to see you all at the Kin Dynasty Party. Kaia, I appreciate this very much. After everything is sent in. The dragon coins will be sent via Zelle to your bank. From there, we meet with innovative teams and make everything golden.”

“Just as Kin would want it!” Desiree hugged me.

“Yeah. I saw some of the blueprints through the HQ website. What color bud you want for the Bookmobile?”

“Maybe Tan.”

“Lol, with green lights.” Daniella chimed in.

We all parted ways. This was it! I saw Daniella in the corner of my eye, walking behind me.

“Peppers, Thank you for inviting me. I’d love to keep working with you if that’s okay?”

“Of course it is! Hey, would you be interested in going to the Commons with me on Friday?”

“It would be my honor. I will text you later. Bye. Btw…Your haircut is cute.”

Peppers got in his car. Turned up the radio and drove to the office to file everything. Today I’m just a journalist, by next week. I’ll have a girlfriend and business opportunities. Stay tuned 🐉 !!!

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