"Franklin's your Father?! How can he be your father when there hasn't been any hint of that type of relationship between you two?!" Anthony asked out, finding it hard to believe what the girl and Franklin's relationship really was because the the only connection he had seen them have for the whole month he had been kidnapped was one of semblance to a master and servant.Even though HE had taken over Franklin's body, HE only made the fact that he had done so known to Anthony during his bragging episodes and wouldn't speak on it when she was around. Also, for the past month, any time Anthony tried to speak to her, wanting to bring up the same topic as a way of making her an ally so that she would free him, their conversation never goes anywhere and this is because she doesn't say anything back or respond to him.Assuming she doesn't know that Franklin's body had been taken over by HE then Anthony was expecting that she would have been acting daughterly to HE while thinking that it was F
“Whoever you are, I won’t let you use my body for your evil plans! Now, get out!” Franklin said, gaining more and more control of his body. Meanwhile, HE who was still fighting him for overall dominance used the right hand which was the only appendage he could still control to try and bash Franklin’s head with the handle of the gun but Franklin in control of the left hand was preventing the gun from making contact. While that struggle was taking place, blood kept gushing out the holes in Franklin’s body furiously and it became a concern because his entire body was staring to look weak with his stance getting weaker and his bleeding eyes looking tired. He was also panting vigorously and finding it hard to catch his breath. “Father, what’s going o—“ Franklin’s daughter asked but was cut short by Anthony from behind her. “From the amount of blood he’s losing, if this goes on for any longer Franklin is going to die!” Anthony said and Franklin’s daughter who was shocked by what he said q
“??” Both Anthony and Satyre were left speechless, their eyes widened and their breaths stagnant for some seconds. They couldn’t believe what was right in front of their eyes, they didn’t want to.This outcome was completely unexpected on both their parts because Franklin was fine just some minutes ago and now he was gone. Both still on their knees, Satyre tried to wake her father up, shaking his body multiple times and started cried silently when he didn’t wake and Anthony couldn’t say anything, he didn’t know her that much to try and comfort her.All he could do was to wait for her to get well on her own while he grieved in silence.After an appropriate amount of time Satyre was done crying, accepting the reality of her father’s passing and both her and Anthony who hadn’t felt this level of grief in a long time went back to their base personalities that best helps them cope with their emotions and that was to move on and act cold. “Is there a place to bury his body?” Anthony asked
“Where exactly are we going? I don’t remember ever moving through here” Anthony asked, looking all over and seeing that the passage they were walking through to wherever Satyre was supposed to take him was a route that he didn’t know even existed in the Manor.During the tour on his first day, HE who was pretending to be Franklin at the time never took him into this passage and it was supposed to be a tour of the important parts of the Manor. The fact that HE didn’t let him see where this passage leads to just made Anthony more curious as to what their destination could be and he wanted to experience it than ask Satyre to tell him straight up.After walking for a short time since he asked the question, the both of them with Satyre being the one leading began to approach a door at the end of the passage. “This must be one of those spots I wasn’t supposed to see” Anthony said when he saw the door and the moment they got to it, Satyre opened it.Through the door was a very big room with
After greeting, all three hundred and thirty-three slaves remained in their current posture, waiting for Anthony to say something to them or at least tell them to stand back but he was so surprised by the sight that he forgot what Franklin had told him during the time at the hospital with designer Gustav and his two assistants.Half a minute and past and the entire throne room was filled with silence, only the synchronized breathing of all the slaves could be heard and Satyre who knew that Anthony might not know the etiquette to something like this and had it in mind that it’s her duty to show him the way of what a Midnight heir should do like her father was supposed to, took the initiative and got up first.“Master, this is where you talk to your slaves and give them permission to stand” She said and Anthony came back to his senses. He had been focused on the fact that slaves actually existed in this day and age and they were this willing to participate in that system from how they l
Anthony finished with what he had to do with the slaves and stepped to the side with Satyre to discuss something. He had wanted to free them of the collars and shackles when they first greeted him but what the elderly woman said changed his mind. He knew that deep down they would try to resist if he tells them to take it off since they had the keys and he couldn’t be bother to deal with that.“Was that what the important thing you said I had to do was? It was okay and all but I could have done that the next time around and I would have used this time to return home to find my wife” Being a little let down he asked Satyre and to his surprise she shook her head to say NO“Your introduction with your slaves is just the first thing my father would have wanted you to do Master but in hindsight it wasn’t that important, not as important as what the next thing is” she said, sparking Anthony’s curiosity because meeting the slaves and seeing how loyal they are to their master is something alre
The rippling force that came out from the throne and was not only enough to fling Anthony’s entire body into the air but was also strong enough push all the slaves back a step or two. They went into a defensive stance, blocking their heads from anything that could hurt it, closing their eyes reflexively, so the next thing they saw when the place had calmed down and they opened them again was that Anthony had vanished from his throne.“””????””” They were all confused and shook when they saw their master had vanished.Meanwhile, Anthony’s body was swirling in the air, almost hitting the ceiling but missing by a few inches and in a perfect arch he started to drop while all the slaves, Satyre included who heard the sound his spinning body was making in the air quickly had their heads raised, watching him fall.“””Master!!””” All the slaves panicked not knowing what to do in this situation, not until the elderly slave lady yelled “Don’t just stand there staring and being all panicked like
The news of Anthony's power loss caused Satyre to freeze in place, jaw dropped and thinking how it was possible for Anthony's power to have been locked in the first place but not only that also how fit he was to retake his empire now that his best asset to distinct himself from the members of the branch family was gone. It would be very difficult if not impossible to rally supporters who could actually help his goal and make it a reality when the power that only belongs to the ruler and rightful heir of the Midnight empire was now unavailable. Also, that wasn't the only thing she was thinking of right now, there was something else that his power was vital for but now it would be an issue of great concern since he didn't have access to it any longer, for now at least. "So what are we going to do about this situation master? How are we going to retake your empire now that your best asset has been taken from you?" She asked, for the first time in a long time having no answers she could