While struggling to stand up, Tristan noticed that a man had run out of his bedroom, the smoke in the air made it impossible to see anything clearly, but he stood up briskly and ran in the direction that he saw the man leave. Using the screen, he caught up with the man in no time and grabbed him from behind, punching his face like he wanted to kill him on the spot.The man he caught fought back, but surprisingly, Tristan overpowered him even without the help of the system's strength enhancer.It appears that his days of constant fighting had made him a master in the art itself, and he was doing it effortlessly./-1 exp point/Being close to the staircase wasn't the best idea either, because in no time they both slipped off the edge and rolled down the stair, luckily Tristan had the system's shield to keep him safe but the man he fought with already sustained several injuries on both his hands and face most of which were bruises from the fall aside from those Tristan inflicted on him.
Sitting in the car with the bodyguards, Ariana held onto her legs, wincing in pain, the burn from the bruise was also unbearable, and with the bodyguard driving like a maniac, Ariana felt sick, but to her greatest surprise, the pain ceased and she couldn't understand why.Knowing how long bruises lasted whenever she got one, it was only fascinating to see how the bruise healed so quickly and the pain in her ankle was gone."Where is Uncle Tristan?" She finally asked the bodyguard."Uhm… he's on his way to meet you soon alright? Just relax and maybe take a nap." The bodyguard replied."But where are we going?" She asked again, unable to hold back her curiosity."You'll see," the bodyguard replied and turned around to smile at her briskly, he intended to make her as comfortable as possible, whilst keeping an eye out for any threats."Okay," Ariana uttered, and rested her back on the seat, with her eyes turned to the window watching the buildings and the street moving i
"Don't tell me to calm down Tristan, I want the truth this time, what is going on?" Tristan's mother did not give him a second to be relieved, posing one question after another at him and demanding immediate replies."Our house was attacked," Tristan snapped out of frustration, he couldn't bring himself down to disrespect his mother, but the woman was making him go insane with multiple questions."What?" She exclaimed, Tristan took out his phone and showed her several pictures to further buttress his point."Look, this is what is left of the house we all left this morning, I was just glad that no one was at home when it happened. And as soon as I heard of it, I had to send for you and Ariana to be brought to this place just to be on the safe side." He explained and took his seat on the couch.His mother stared at the phone screen with her jaws dropped, she couldn't believe her eyes nor could she imagine how it all happened." Who did this? " She asked." I don't know," Tristan retorte
A few hours drive in another city, a secluded estate lies a mansion, a three-story building, well furnished from inside to the outside. From mere looking at it, it's easy to tell that it is a house owned by one of the richest people in the world.This was where Tristan had slept, with Ariana and his mother the previous night, and he had bought the house without a second thought since it cost three hundred and twenty million dollars.Tristan did not just buy this house because it looked exquisite, but because of the security features that it came along with, the multiple surveillance cameras, total lockdown sequence, intruder detector (which goes off when a surveillance camera records any suspicious activity as programmed to do).He had to admit that the house was cheap despite these features. He didn't feel completely safe nonetheless because he wasn't going to stay indoors all day, and now that he was in another city entirely, things would be disorganized for him, bec
Not so much happened in the past two days, especially now that they were away in a new city. Although Ariana kept on asking when she would go back to school both Tristan and his mother had a hard time telling her that they planned to get her to be homeschooled just to be on the safe side.They couldn't help but feel guilty, because, at school, she was finally getting along, from the young Ariana who never said a word to anybody to the Ariana who now related with her classmates casually. The transition was quick and beautiful so it was painful to watch that come to an end.Being Monday, Tristan had to take the three hours drive to the city for driving lessons, for the first time, he told his mother the truth but didn't tell her the reason why he insisted on going that far, he covered up with "going to the office" which wasn't entirely a lie because he would be meeting with John Wilson afterwards.Tristan spent the last two days at home studying for the second category of the
"Good day Mr John," Tristan extended his hand for a handshake as he saw Mr John Wilson seated in his private lounge."Good day Mr Coleman," John replies with a smile, as shook hands with Tristan."Sorry I'm late," Tristan apologized."Oh, no worries, Mr Coleman, I've only waited a few minutes, and it's not that urgent, you even kept to time for a man as busy as yourself." Mr John remarked.Taking his seat, Tristan responded,"Well, every good businessman must learn to keep to time, but that is not what you called me for I suppose?" " Of course not," John replied," I got a call from Detective Briggs and I got to meet with him on Saturday," he started and Tristan adjusted his seat, and placed his hand on the table while listening." First of all Mr Coleman, I hope you understand that my encounter with the Triadon's stone is not something I'd talk about to just anyone, and I understand that you had to tell the detective because you have a current situation at hand." He paused for a sec
"What do you mean?" Tristan asked, his eyes filled with curiosity as he couldn't understand why someone would visualize their death."Is he sick?" He thought before John responded." My refusal to accept the stone is offensive to them, and it's also a disrespect, they won't let me live that long especially having known that I know about the stone, they'll kill me to keep their dirty activities a secret haha." He laughed, and it still didn't make sense to Tristan that someone would be so casual about their death. "I see, and is there anything you are doing to say safe?" Tristan asked, concerns washed up on his face which he was quick to hide."No matter how hard you try to protect yourself they'll get to you when they are ready, they are like gods trust me, but while I'm still alive let me do what I can to stop them don't you think?""You are such a courageous man," Tristan Tristan remarked."And you are as well, but back to my question, when will you be free today, I'd like you to me
Walking into the house, Tristan didn't care at all that it was going to collapse, especially having the system's shield, but he wasn't going to initiate it any time soon.Looking at the mass destruction, he couldn't believe his eyes, his television shattered to pieces, and chairs and tables were all broken. Walls were broken down, and even some part of the staircase was broken but he ascended anyway. He ignored all those men in there to collect evidence for the cop and headed for his room, hoping that he'd get all the papers that were important to him.With the door already broken from one of the last explosions, Tristan's room was open to all, so he walked in without restrictions and went straight to the side table drawer. Luckily, all the childhood pictures of himself, his sister, his mother, and his father were safely wrapped in the file where he had kept them, unharmed by the incident.He heaved a sigh of relief and picked it up because it was dear to him and his mother. As soon