"Are you okay?" Another voice startled her.
She nodded amidst shock at how she was surrounded by four different men without her noticing, now she squealed in terror, her eyes shooting out.
They looked at her with eyes so cold and she shivered.
"I. I… I… I'm not a spy… Not only that, but I'm saying the truth" She tried to explain.
Their gaze traveled around her body and she trembled, their eyes speak danger and threat, and she wondered what exactly they wanted from her.
"Saying the truth is the only key to your freedom" Samie began, he already sensed how scared she was of their presence, and he needed to show at least some iota of love with his words. "No harm will come to you when you say the truth."
He didn't like the idea of him speaking with such calmness, he was never used to this, but this situation called for it.
Samie looked at her, she was beautiful in that pinky floral gown she put on, and her hair was styled the Barbie ways." why look this pretty if you will end up as a spy?" He breathed inside him.
Mell could feel a lump in her throat, she parted her lips but was out of words on what to say.
"No, I'm not." She trembled, shaking her head, tears not leaving her face.
"Am I going to get killed?" she asked horrified.
Ignoring her, he turned to the rest.
"Lock her up, "Rai commanded.
Melissa knows she has come to a dangerous place, and she flinches at Rai's statement.
"I'm innocent, I swear…" She hurried rounding the table and failing on her knees right in front of Rai, pleading and begging, her eyes welled with tears.
Rai stiff as she grabbed his pants, closing his eyes and giving out a heavy breath, he slowly bends down, and his hand went under her chin, lifting her face gently so that she was looking at him.
"You brought this upon yourself Miss" His voice was stern, letting go of her chin and standing up, he paused, peeked at her, and walked out without uttering another word.
Mell breaks down in tears. Burying her face in her hands, she cried loudly, her shoulder quivering, she knows she is close to her doom, and she whimpers in sorrow.
She was led back to the room and this time around the room was locked; that's when she knows the men meant business as she watches the door be slammed on her face.
She lay curled in the bed, her terrified eyes swirling around and thinking about what next to do. It seemed she was trapped, and she needed to plan her escape, she managed to climb the bed, peeking through the windows, and she battled with her mind whether this was the right thing to do, but for someone who is struggling for survival, everything is possible. But when she saw the height of the floor from the window, her heart went dead.
"That is a suicide mission" she shook her head. She didn't know what to do, she hurried and sat up on the bed, curling herself like a scared cat.
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"She is still claiming innocent"
Rai began immediately he walked inside the enormous, beautifully designed room where his boss sits, never was there a time he had a calm appearance, everything around him was dark, and it seemed he was contemplating something as he kept tapping on the enormous table, his other hand supporting his chin. He always gives these dangerous and intimidating looks, saying dangerous looks is an understatement because" DANGEROUS" is what he is, DARKNESS and TERROR are his identities, his silence brings tension and his actions bring massive death.
"I'll leave her to you," He spoke, swinging the chair and raising from his seat, his hands fixed in his trouser pocket.
Rai frowned, "Stop! Please." He didn't want to talk about it.
"I can't read her thoughts". Rai heavy a sigh.
"Same here, more reasons we should waste her. We can't give her and her minion's room to invade us." He clutched his fist tightly, shutting his eyes and inhaling deeply.
"But…"
"No, but Rai." He stood up from his seat and went to the wall, Rai followed him.
"A little torturing will help," Rai said.
"I don't think so." He sighed. "Making a spy who already sworn his royalties to his master to reveal a secret, they rather die than reveal what they know."
He frowned, his anger stirring up, he could understand his anger, having her under his roof was a grave mistake because spies are not the type to be taken for granted.
They have a secret in them, something that stirs up their inquisition and turns them to become a spy, and they protect it with their lives.
"There must be something we can do to make her speak."Rai countered.
He nodded in agreement. "Gather your men."
Soon the men materialized in the room.
"I am desperate." Arson began picking up a fruit from the basket and plonking himself on one of the chairs.
"You always are," Samie retorted.
"She's dangerous" Arson blurted out.
"Not as dangerous as you" Samie teased. He is always playful. "Am I lying" he looked towards Ramsey who shook his head and thumb up for him.
"We are in this together" Ramsey joked and the two laughed.
Arson frowned, he never liked their jokes. But deep down, he knows they were telling the truth. His name alone is a sign of danger, who bear 'Arson and expect to be good. Not to mention his attitude and what he is. He hissed, ignoring them.
"That's enough banter from you three," Rai commanded.
"Okay! Okay!! Okay!!! I surrender." Samie raised his hands."
"The girl is dangerous." Rai Spoke.
"I don't think she is," Bolyd the youngest, countered him, and the five turned to him, curious about why he said that. Boyld swallowed immediately as the men fixed their eyes on him.
"I meant I searched her stuff when I was bringing it home, and it didn't look like she's harboring anything dangerous in her belongings and she didn't seem like a threat" Bolyd defended himself.
"We can't read her thoughts, small boy" Calton threw him a dangerous look.
"I'm not a small boy." He yelled at him, he hated being addressed as a boy and a small boy for that matter.
"That's not enough reason to say she's not dangerous, people like that will hide the slightest identify just not to be exposed," Rai spoke.
"But she's not a threat, she doesn't look like one"
"Enough." Their master growls and grave silence took over the room. A deep frown settled between his eyebrows. He's not buying the idea of the girl being innocent, and he wondered why Bolyd is bent on defending her.
Not being able to read her mind is enough evidence to perish her because that's a sign of threat, and one of their rules is to eliminate anything they find out to be a threat or that might disturb their peaceful living.
"How do we make her confess who she is without killing her?" Rai spoke.
"When did we start preserving our enemies' lives, Rai ?" Ramsey chipped in.
Their master nodded at his diplomatic reply.
"Then we should kill her, what else?" Samie said, picking up a fruit and chewing carelessly from it.
Bolyd disliked the idea of killing her, he wants to try and see if she can change their minds, but it seems it was not working. Looking at his master, "You know very well she is not a spy" he spoke telepathically.
He sighs deeply. This boy had a way of getting on his nerves and he hated him for that.
"Why should we keep her life Boyld" he responded to him. "Because she is innocent, and you can testify."
"Keep quiet and stop disturbing me with your persistent gibberish." He voiced out, no iota of calm in his voice.
"Don't tell me you are infatuated by her Beauty?" Calton spoke, "Just when we thought Rai was getting worse by bringing her home; here we have Mr. Lover Boy."
Boyld ignored Calton's remark, he is constantly trying to pick a fight with him.
Rai seated down, displeased with how they were handling the situation. None of them is giving him any reasonable answers on what to do.
The man leaned back and watched his men argue for a solution, none of them is coming up with any solution. He fixed his gaze on Bolyd and still wonders why he was bent on saving her.
He knows Boyld to be a brave boy, but right now, he thinks he's foolishly brave to suggest they save a girl whose thoughts are hidden from them.
But who was he to judge them? Since he selfishly saved her without thinking. And instructing the doctors at the camp clinic to watch her when she was still in her dangerous state.
Maybe acting naive and secretly watching her next actions will be best. Yes! That will be the best!
He shook his head waving the thoughts at the back of his mind, he will torture her to death, she stepped inside a burning flame all by herself, and he will consume her as usual.
He chuckled darkly, the men watched his lips curving up into that mischievous grin, and they knew he was up to some devilish act.
"You didn't stress us all to save her, only to end up killing her." Rai blurted out.
Hastily, he stood up, causing the chair to fall backward. His eyes burn with fury, and it looks like he wants to burn Rai alive. "What are you up to, Rai" he thundered, grabbing him by the collar and flinging him to the other side of the room.
"You don't save to kill again." Rai coughed out blood. "You saved her."
"And I regret it." He spat."
Boyld can see the flame burning in his eyes, and it seems his anger intensifies the situation.
"There must be a reason you saved her"
"Shut up." He growled. " I will do it myself. You all can stick to your being useless title" He strode out of the room, shutting the door so hard behind him that everywhere was shaken and the men panicked.
They know he's the type that takes the deadliest actions when angry.
"Trust me she's dead" Samie rose his eyes on Bolyd.
Bolyd wanted to roll his eyes at him but pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind. Despite his playful nature, he knows how dangerous Samie can be when angry.
"A drop from Darshin will do the magic, or perhaps do it yourself," Samie said, disappearing the same fashion he came.
"Do you need my help?" Bolyd asked, but Rai throw him a look, and he strode towards the door same fashion as his master.
Standing up and cleaning himself, he looked at the remaining and gave out a long hiss.
"You will never change Rai." Ramsey said, standing up. "Calton and Arsonist will do the helping, I will take my leave then."
Arson throw him a deadly glare and he chuckled, leaving the room.
Rai gave them a nod, and they left as well.
Slowly he walked and sat on one of the chairs. He wondered what that man who is their master was up to. He looked troubled as he reminisces on how they brought her home.
Now he thought of how they brought the lady home, the heart couldn't contain the regret in it."How is she responding to treatment" he questioned the clinic, his gaze fierce and intimidating as usual."Rumors already flying of him" harboring a spy" "That is not the answer to my question; when had he ever worried about rumors""What if she happened to be one," the clinic doctor said, trying to be positive and choosy with his choice of words, he knows who he's dealing with, one whose anger is disastrous."Not that I believe the rumors, but I think he needs to be cautious about whom he's rescuing, and you are his right man should know better.""Your talks make me sick, when do you switch to becoming a woman," Raiden said before storming out of the clinic.He knows the doctor was right, but remembering the kind of person he is, he needs to be very vigilant, but for now, nothing has been decided on the rescue, and he wishes he already said something. Raiden simply stood there, looking at
Mell was sleeping, when she felt this cold air gushing over her, despite the thick blanket, she was still feeling cold, and she wondered where she was and how come she was feeling this cold.She wanted to scream, but it was as if her tongue were tied together and her arm stiff. She struggled, but her body refused to corporate.Suddenly, she saw a silhouette figure looming over her, his blue eyes smoldering over her, they were dark and dangerous, and they pierced her soul. These eyes looked familiar, and she wondered if this was another kind of nightmare, but knowing this feels so real to be a dream. She lay still, her heart racing up and down. She looked like a pry to this predator, and she wondered if she will be devoured right at this moment. Likewise, she struggled and struggled, and luckily, she screamed out.Her voice echoed in the entire room and her eye fluttered open. Her hands flew to her heart and she squealed in pain when she realized the hefty man standing in the door.S
She stood there, daunting her spirit as she noticed all the eyes fixed on her. The men were shocked at her daring incursion. They already felt a presence around, but never knew she was the one."I am innocent," she found herself voicing out." You can't just kill me without a reason. I am not what you all labeled me; whatever you called me is not what I am. I promise to prove my innocence… I will do anything, anything, just to prove myself."She voiced out amidst terror shooting from her eyes. She wondered how she got such courage, but as it stands so, she doesn't care again. Her life is at stake, keeping quiet and crying won't solve anything. She will escape here, that's for sure, but in the meantime, she has to gain their trust.She stood there looking at the men, the surprise in their eyes at her sudden outburst made her breath hammer in her chest.The stranger man watched her from head to toe, her long hair hangs wildly down her shoulders, and he wondered what had gotten into her t
Belinda Keller and her husband Daniel Keller, as they are popularly known and addressed by officials, couldn't believe themselves, as all searches to find their missing daughter had proven abortive.Storming inside the Prosecutor's office in a rage. Belinda is yet to understand what is happening. How can she lose her daughter out of the blues?Mrs. Keller quietly sat, thinking about the best thing to do, just to find her daughter. Personally, if she had to hound down the entire world for the rest of her life, she will; as long as she finds her daughter. This is why she involve the Thunder Squad. A departmental division of the IIF.( Interrogative Investigation Force) who helps in cases like this.Mr. McCall, a top one best investigation Officer of the Thunder Squad, has exceptional skills compared to none. His special skills of sniffing trails and using them to carry out his investigation make him unique and outstanding.Now with another top-notch trained squad under his command, comb
Riana's Room"Welcome Ria" the housemaid greeted but grievous Riana wasn't in the mood to exchange pleasantries with anybody as she hurriedly barged inside her room, throwing herself on the bed and crying bitterly."Melly! Melly! Mellyyyyyyyyyyyy! Where are you? She screamed.Standing up and rushing towards the enormous golden table, grabbing a glass cup, she watched as it shattered on the ground. Such a beautiful waste. Quickly, she grabs the wall mirror, hitting it on the wall. Angry, she starts throwing stuff all over the room. Her heart was heavy and she wailed sorrowfully.Riana's mind is in a complete mess right now. Fears of the unknown, worry, confusion, and too many emotions bombard her. Her room was already in a total mess as she lay about herself. A knock came on the door, and she screamed at the top of her voice."Go away" She roared, picking up an object and throwing it at the door. The maid stood at the door, each bringing their ears closer to the door to hear her destr
Mellisa pressed her lips tightly, trying to silence the cry that was forming in her throat. She knew the men were shocked, or disgusted by her outburst, but being sorry-damn it. They could never. Now she's getting scared at the silence in the room.Are they going to kill her?No?The men watched her shocked, Rai watched her trembling hands and looked at Armstrong. "What is your judgment."His dark gaze traveled down to her body. Omg! He was going to strangle her. She nervously pushes the chair backward. He wondered what exactly she is, now her thought is open to them, but who knows if she is playing tricks with them. He shut his eyes in frustration and decided to reach out to Rai. "Let's give her a chance, maybe a close watch will expose her." "Really" Rai laughed." When did you become this considerate." He telepathically replied.Armstrong frowned. Shut the fuck up."Armstrong drawled, looking at Mellisa where she was seated."She's been through a lot and needs proper care; can yo
Once Riana was comfortably seated waiting for her driver to accelerate and kick off immediately. She quickly pulled out her phone and dialed Jasper's phone."Hello, Ria!! Where are you now? Jasper speaks over the phone."Will be there in the thirst-Five minutes….and don't you dare be late." She warned through the phone and hung up." Savannah Road Garden." She told the driver, and soon they hit the road at a comfortable speed.A few minutes later, she arrived."Jasper, we don't have time on our hands, we need to hurry." She began immediately she came down from the car."Good morning to you, too." Jasper mocked her."Stop" she frowned. Ain't in the mood to joke around?"Your driver is waiting." He reminded her."That's right… Here, she dipped her hand inside her bag and pulled out her credit card. "Don't snack beyond thirty thousand Roypals okay.....and don't bother calling my lines; It's going to be a long day." She tipped the driver off."That's so smart of you, Ria." Jasper teased he
She lay on the dusty ground with her tummy. She watched helplessly as they cruelly dealt with her, she could see the bruises, blood, and stripes on her body as the mark had already torn and shredded her clothes. She looked tattered with blood covering her whole body."You are a spy and will have to perish" The soldiers spat and cursed.Tears kept cascading down her cheeks, and she sniffed back the mucus that came out from her nostril.Her heart ached, she knelt and gripped the soil on the ground with both hands and screamed."No! Please....""Be quiet!" One of the soldiers threatened with a leather whip.She couldn't endure the pain of seeing her in that condition as she whimpered at every stroke they gave herShe quivered, intensely staring in her direction. They were so brutal and callus on her.She wailed and screamed with much compassion, stretching forth her right hand. She tried to run to her, so she could save her from them, but she couldn't.Likewise, she stretched out her ha
Mellisa froze in place when she took into the presence of the figure. A beast. No! Not just those beasts in the movies or her nightmare. A fucking live beast.Mellisa took a moment to swallow the hardest lump in her throat. So what she had been seeing in her dreams was real?Heaven! The beast looked frightening. It was blazing red, and was that a horn? Mellisa blinked repeatedly, thinking she was sick or probably seeing things because there was no way the beast in her dreams was real.The beast growled, showing its elongated fangs that were dripping wet with blood.Mell's legs trembled when it dawned on her she had finally met her end. Adrenaline churned through her veins; making her heart beat harder and faster as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. Her eyes were the size of a dinner plate. She was paralyzed with fear. She wanted to scream for help, but she already lost her voice.Mellisa couldn't understand what was happening and how a beast would be living at the back of the Ca
An eerie wind hit her once she stepped out of the Castle. The wind blew the trees. Startling her.Mellisa felt strange standing alone at the backyard of the mighty Castle. She felt a warning signal from her body, like those she felt the foremost when Armstrong queried her.She took her first step and halted. Then she turned her back and faced the humongous Castle that once served as her home. Mellisa stared at the enormity of the Castle and its enormous structure. She shook her head. Tears stung her eyes and her heart panged with regret.Mellisa was torn. She was sad and worried sick. Her subconscious mind wasn't letting her go. For months now she had been thinking about this day and how it would be. And now the day was here, she felt like she was doing the wrong thing.Mell knew what she was about doing was pure madness, that deep down she might regret it. However, She would rather regret the chances that didn't work than the ones she didn't attempt. She craved freedom just like a n
It had been exactly two days since Samie disguised as Armstrong and cooked gravy noodles for Mellisa. And now, Mellisa seated on the bed her escape instinct kicked in harder than before. She was cranking her brain, looking for a means to escape because she believed she got the best opportunity. Now the castle was empty and no one was around. She wondered how, and why Armstrong runs his castle's welfare. Must workers vacant same day? Well, that was a blessing in disguise. She sighed. At the drop of a hat, she went about gathering some of her things into her bucket bag. She was feeling giddy and excited. Happy to welcome the new phase of her life. Finally, any moment from now, she would be united with her family. She can't wait to sing her victory. Only the thought was enough to send tiny tingles down her spine. She huffed as she went about her business. Boyld already gave her the rundown of what the whole castle looks like. That was the day she caused the small drama at the lib
Immediately Samie teleported into the library. He gave out a heavy breath.They were right about disguising as Armstrong and doing all those kinds of stuff without Mellisa noticing. Samie realized she was smarter than they gave her credit for. He knew she recognized his voice, the doubts in her heart said it all.She was right to think the voice doesn't belong to the body. He knew she was battling with having to recognize the voice, but couldn't lay her hand on anything."Who are you? He remembered her question.He knew it was more than a question. She was very observant."How bold of you to disguise as me just to carry out those stupid things you did there?" Armstrong burned with anger. There was serious warning in his voice, and threat in his eyes as he glared at Samie."It wasn't that bad, was it?" Samie's voice lanced sardonically. He was trying to calm the demon down, because he knew his temper, and he wasn't ready to suffer a broken bone. To the demons, the healing of broken bo
"I will go get your food ready. You can come closer if you want to watch." He spoke quietly.Feeling lightheaded, Mellisa let her paralyzed body fell back on the lounge chair. She felt weak to the core."Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?" She managed to choke out a word. Barely audible.She won't blame herself. That was the only thing her brain could register after experiencing this type of shock."You are letting this little attention get into your head." Oh! The realization hits her harder like African Mothers slippers.That was the worst answer but knowing who Armstrong was, he will always show that rude side of his.Something in his eyes changed and Mellisa got a bad feeling. Like he was warning her not to let those get into her head.She felt the pressure in her chest and shook her head. Allowing the tears to burn her tears.He cured her curiosity, her fears, and her confusion more brutally.The truth she was desperate for hurt her. Making her feel like she was see
Mellisa doesn't mind if the world spins faster, she just wants to wake up.She knew something was wrong when Armstrong said."Rice-pulled noodles, right?"Like how did he know she was craving for that?She closed her eyes and listened to his voice. It was the first thing she had felt drawn to from the beginning. A pure, light-hearted voice. Full of concern. If it wasn't strangely scary, she wouldn't mind listening to that voice forever.But no, Armstrong could never, that voice doesn't belong to him. Armstrong? That cold fish could never come back to make her rice-pulled noodles, and Armstrong could never sweep and tidy messy kitchen like he was having fun in it. Like it was a piece of cake. Armstrong could never show this level of concern. This particular Armstrong is wrong. Unless he was possessed. She grumbled inwardly.Armstrong looked at her, waiting for her response for a long moment she didn't say a thing. She was too perplexed to speak. The wheel in her heart was going in dif
"Banshee.....!!! She heard a husky voice call, at some point, she thought this voice sounded familiar.She sucked in a sharp breath of slight startle when Banshee that was growling at her like she was a meal ready to be devoured took a step back. Even though Banshee looked like he wasn't satisfied with whatever that made her halt. She was happy that she wasn't devoured. That would have been worse than dying as a prisoner and allegedly spy.She twisted in fear, glancing at the closed door to where the voice came from, and froze.Standing on the entrance with the door closed, his two hands dug inside his side pockets was a man who shouldn't be here.She could feel the weight of his gaze on her shoulder and she felt sick at her thoughts. The thought of what she did minutes ago hit her like a train.What is he doing here again?She turned slightly to her left and saw Banshee, lying down with her tongue sticking out, she wasn't growling like before.She took her eyes back at the incohere
At Northern Coast. (Raiden's Resident)"Any information?" Raiden asked Paul as he stepped inside the room, his hands dug inside his pockets. He paused on his moves once he took a look at the man tied to the chair undergoing torture.Staring at him from head to toe, he nodded purely practically.The sight was brutal, the man's head was hanging low, blood dripping from his nose, and sweat all over his almost naked body."Unfortunately, no. There was no sign of Luciano, even Allen and Aidan went into hiding after Liam was abducted. Paul announced, poking his cheek inwardly, face focused on barely alive Liam."Do you think they knew he was with us?" Ivan inquired, his attention fully focused on his boss Raiden.Raiden stepped forward to where Liam was being chained down, he looked like he was lost in thought as his arms were crossed, and his thump brushing his lips. "It should interest you that Luciano is not as dumb as you think... I'm pretty sure he knows we are here and might be plannin
Once Mell was done taking her ginger drink, she approached the sack closer to the downward cabinets. Bracing herself. All confident even though she knew she suck at cooking, nevertheless, she won't sit back and starve to death. Not when she was on her period.Putting her hair in a bun, she reached out to touch the bag of flour, she could feel a gentle powderiness that caressed her hand like a whisper of snow. She could feel the soft grains of flour sliding through her fingers, leaving a smooth, silky sensation on her skin, she grinned, smiling coyly at herself as she felt the smooth content.It was rice flour. She smiled and then went ahead to measure a cupful needed to prepare her rice noodles."Today I'm going to do this. Just mix this and that, knead, and stretch. That's it." She beamed. Then stir fry, reheat, and cook. What else? She was rambling whilst bringing out the needed utensils for her cooking."Easy right?" She pouts, remembering how Jasper Cruz always prepared Rice noodl