“A mission?” Kohler asked, swallowing. Something about it just didn't sound right to her. Maybe it was the way he said it, or the chilling look in his eyes as he said it. It all made her feel very unnerved. And she hoped that she hadn’t caused doom upon herself.“A mission.” He repeated. “What mission is that? Is it something I can do? Something anyone can do? What exactly is it?” Kohler gave him a lot of questions due to how curious she was.He continued to regard her with those soulless eyes. She couldn't even appreciate his beauty because of the aura he carried around. It commanded fear. “Eliminate someone.” he finally replied, and that gave Kohler a shock.“Eli… what? I should do what?” Kohler questioned again, trying to be certain that she heard right.What was he saying? Eliminate as in murder? She thought to herself.“I will not be repeating my words.” He droned icily. “You want me to kill someone. I'm… I'm not a henchman. I've never killed before, and I certainly do not w
Kohler walked further, and it seemed like she was already in a tunnel. Although she had no idea of where she was heading, she held on to the quote that stated, “There is light at the end of a tunnel.” Kohler hoped that the light would lead her to a better place than where she was, currently.She had had it in mind to run far from there, and probably go somewhere far, to start a new life, and maybe fall in love with someone who cared about her and was true about his feelings, but since she had just discovered that someone was after Quincy’s life, she had to at least, warn him about it.This particular man seemed to be dangerous, but if Quincy was very well prepared, there was a high chance he would be able to defeat them, whenever they came, especially if it was going to be a war, they would rage on them without letting them know of it.Kohler could see rays of light, which meant she was close to the end of the tunnel, and that made her feel excited and happy.On getting closer to th
Kohler immediately dropped her candle, close to a long bar of iron, and jammed her shoulder into it, excitement washing over her._*Why was it locked when the others weren't?*_It led to something useful. She felt it was probably the door to all the other rooms in the castle. Curiosity sparked its flames, and she rammed her shoulder into it once more. It didn't budge. It still was as solid as rock. “Alright, alright. Just wait. I've stumbled on something big this time.” Kohler said, breathlessly, taking the hairpins off her hair, causing it to tumble down in waves. “Which one?” Kohler asked me, then tried the tiniest one, pushing it into the old, menacing lock. “Too tiny.”Kohler tried the biggest and worked on it quickly, her tongue against her upper lip. After a few minutes, she heard the satisfying click and echoes that rebounded, and pushed the heavy door. It opened without a sound— no creaking, no whining, just silent. Taking her candle from the bar of iron, she walked into
Fear rippled through Kohler like the waves on the sea, and she began to run in the dark, adrenaline rushing through her, and filling her brain with danger signs. Kohler's heart seemed to beat in her throat, wanting to burst out, and finally, she stumbled. “Ah!” Kohler screamed from the pain and the fear that she would suddenly feel something heavy and menacing land on her back. Gasping, she struggled to get to her feet, then realized she had stumbled on the staircase. With relief mingled with terror, she began to climb, using her hands and legs. Kohler got to the very top, and pushed… “Ah…” She cried as the floorboard came open, revealing light. Immediately, she hoisted herself onto it, and tumbled into the room, hurriedly sealing the floorboard shut. _*Why isn't there some kind of lock to it? What if the creature comes bouncing up the stairs in search of me, and leaps against the floorboard?_* She thought to herself restlessly _*What would happen when I was locked in the
“I… I cannot just kill someone. You have to understand. This man has been good to me, he is my ex-husband whom I still love, and…” “Take her away. Now.” He turned from Kohler, walking away, with his hands behind him. “Wait, wait! You have to…” his right-hand man’s thick hands grabbed Kohler by the elbow, and she stumbled. He pushed her through the door and jerked his head towards the left. Men came out of the shadows, and she jumped. She hadn't noticed them at all when they were taking her to the cruel boss’ rooms. The men all flanked around them, and she thrashed about like a mad bull. “I cannot just kill a man. I do not even know how to kill. This… this is ridiculous!” Kohler shouted, trying to defend herself, but they seemed to be blockheads. They paid no heed to her, and instead, marched her out. They practically lifted he when she couldn't speed down the stairs as fast as they could, and they dragged her when they got to the large, overly bright foyer. Maids all around,
Quincy on the other hand hadn't seen or heard from Kohler, and he felt it was probably because she just wanted to clear her head and heal up or whatever was bugging her that made her want to come back to him.Over the last few days, things had been a little awkward between him and Lauren because of the whole sex thing that happened between them.So, they both agreed not to do anything about their relationship status until they had taken the things that were on their plate.While he ended up on dead ends regarding the person who tried to drug Lauren, he hoped that he would still find a lead on the case and punish the person who did such a horrible thing to her.“Are you prepared for tomorrow's event?” Scott asked him as he walked into his office.“What event?” Quincy asked, looking confused.“Mr. Prescott's,” Scott responded, not surprised that Quincy could have forgotten.Many events had played out and had been housed in his head, so it was expected that he might not remember a thing.
“Who are you?” The boy asked, but Kohler couldn't reply, her feet gave out from under her, and the ground came up to welcome her._*If he is good, he will save me, and if he doesn’t, well, I won’t die all alone.*_ Kohler thought to herself.Maybe it was the coldness of the ground that kept her awake, but she felt it when he put his arms around her, lifting her with both hands, with surprising strength._*Finally, I’m safe.*_ she said in her mind, feeling relieved.“What if she is a ghost?” The little girl asked.“She's breathing, Sally. She's also solid.” He replied as he dropped her briefly, and then raised her onto his back. He was warm, so warm that Kohler felt she could cry any second from then.Kohler dug her face into his hair, enjoying the warmth, and was half awake, half asleep throughout the whole journey to wherever they lived. She simply hoped it wouldn't be another dangerous place.~Kohler awoke to the sound of sheep bleating, kids giggling, and something nice cooking.Sh
Quincy got to his office, anticipating the time he would have to leave for the event that Mr. Prescott was holding.“Anyways, I didn't see you to be a person who would wear this flashy wristwatch before the event. Or is that how excited you are about the event?”“Nah. It's an instruction. They want us to have it on, hours before we would get to the venue.”“Oh, I see. Alright then. All schedules have been cleared for today, so you have enough time to prepare for the event.” Scott informed him.“Alright, thanks. The event would start by 10 am, so I have enough time left.”“Yes. This is just 7:30 am, so whatever thing you might want to do before 8:30 am, please do it now. We should be leaving by 8:30 am to get there on time.”“Well, some people do arrive late. It's already a norm.” Quincy uttered, trying to ease up Scott's shoulders.“Not at this event. More information was already sent to your email which I went through. Lateness won't be condoled. 10:00 am and the gates would be close