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   Chapter 14 A Mysterious Woman Enters

Infiniteum By Rinkou Characters: 19177

Updated: 2018-11-23 17:03


Something was knocking against me, it was slightly warm and I think I could hear the rustling of clothes.

"...ey...!"

"Hey...!"

"Hey, wake up!"

I gasped, bolting awake and I started coughing harshly immediately. Still disorientated, I couldn't comprehend my situation properly as something knocked against me again.

"Hey! Snap out of it!"

My body swayed towards the left and I could feel myself tilting, the loss of balance immediately creating a surge of anxiety within me. Terrified, I hurriedly balanced myself, glaring at the object that knocked me towards the left.

The object turned out to be a person, or a young man, to be more specific.

"You awake now? Good, now, untie me." The man demanded and his strange style making me frown.

His face features were fairly average, however, his callous eyes were grey in colour. His hair was another factor, there were grey streaks all over his chocolate brown hair. More importantly, his clothes, it was a spandex suit hugging his lanky figure.

"Hey, come on! Hurry up!" His masculine voice ordered as he shoved at me. I grunted, my body swaying to the left again.

"Wh-what? Stop that! Who the heck are you? And where--where is this?!" I questioned, sounding irked yet fatigued at the same time.

"Just shut up and untie me, hurry up! Before they come back!"

"Do you really think I will do that? Especially with you asking in such a rude manner?"

The man clicked his tongue in annoyance, demanding me to untie him once again. I disregarded him, scanning around the location I was in. My mind was still hazy, the only thing my mind could comprehend is what my eyes could notice.

I was in a brightly lit room, the room was well-furnished, like rooms you would see in a luxurious hotel. Nevertheless, this place didn't seem like a hotel, picture frames were scattered over the house, so I knew it was someone's house.

I started to move my body, only to realise my hands were tied behind me and I was sitting on a chair. My breathing quickened, panic arising within me, recalling how I exactly arrived in this predicament.

"Where is this?" I questioned, my voice almost reaching a squeak. I struggled, trying to extricate myself from the ropes. I winced when it rubbed at my skin and I could hear a sigh escaping the man's lips.

"There's no point, I already tried that. That's why I'm asking to untie me so we can get out of here!"

I grimaced, despite his rude way of speaking to me, I would rather escape from this unknown place and find my father. I need to warn him that they are back or us, and this time, they are relentless about it.

Moreover, my instincts were just telling me to get out.

I inhaled deeply, trying to quell my anxiety as I inched forward towards the man. Leaning forward, I decided it would be better to untie his ropes with my teeth. Observing him once more, I hesitated and narrowed my eyes at him.

"Who are you? How do I know I can trust you?"

"Are you seriously asking that now?"

Scrutinizing closely, his spandex outfit struck me as odd, as well as his hair and eyes. Most of all, his voice sounded familiar.

"Are you cosplaying or something?"

"What? What the hell are you talking about? What does that even mean?" He sounds mildly annoyed and offended, and I finally registered his familiar voice.

It's him.

It's that apeiron on the train, that almost caused me my death.

I flared up instantly, the memories hitting me like a ton of bricks.

How can you expect me to save someone that almost killed me?

"Aren't you that crazy guy called Frost? You have powers, don't you? Screw you! You can free yourself using your powers!" I exclaimed, rage bubbling inside of me.

"I tried that, but I can't use my powers here! There's something here that is preventing me from using my damn powers!"

"And that's my problem? You almost killed me, you expect me to help you now?" I fumed, hissing my words at him.

My words pacified him and he grew silent, glancing away. He finally broke the silence, mumbling out an apology.

"I was pissed at Omni interrupting me every time, so I just wanted to make a distraction."

"Yeah, well, did it work? The distraction that almost killed hundreds of people."

He went silent again, making me huff indignantly. The house was awfully quiet, the only noises heard were our breathing and it was too eerie for my liking. I started to recall the events leading up to my kidnapping, questions racing through my mind.

Why did they come back again?

What exactly does my dad have that they are so afraid of?

Who is the one behind all this?

Why are they doing this?

I felt an instant regret of not asking my father about his business. I've always felt it was rude to intrude in his business affairs, since I wasn't a business-like person. I was more of the creative type, and I disliked politics or business. It was too complex and deceptive for me, especially politics.

The deafening thuds of footsteps resounded throughout the house, pulling me out of my reverie. Dread arose within me as I shot Frost a panicked glance, and he did the same. It seemed like our instincts were telling us the exact same thing, as he shuffled towards me while I moved towards him.

I gnawed at the ropes, holding my breath while I did so, I didn't want to breathe in any pungent stench. My movements were clumsy as usual, causing me to nip at his skin and he yelped in pain.

"Ouch! Hey!"

"You are beside the world's most unluckiest and most clumsiest person here." I stated, rolling my eyes at his whining.

The footsteps grew louder and I quickly resumed my persistent gnawing. Eventually, the ropes loosened and Frost thrashed his hands around, until he could finally free himself of the tough ropes.

The footsteps were getting closer with each passing moment, and Frost stood up hurriedly, reaching for my ropes. Nevertheless, he paused abruptly when he was inches away from me and I frowned. At that moment, I saw a doubtful glint in his eyes.

Horror welled up in me at that observation and I narrowed my eyes at him. "Don't. You. Dare." I growled my words out, my words holding a hint of threat.

He straightened himself, looking down at me with a condescending look. "You can't do anything, and why should I help you?"

With those words, he spun around and I reacted quickly, twisting myself, causing the chair to topple. A pained smirk spread across my lips as I landed on him, making him cry out in pain.

He struggled beneath me but I remained still, a little surprised at my impassive tone. "So, are you going to help me or not?"

"Damn you! Like hell I would!"

"You're staying here with me then, we'll go down together. The noises are bound to attract some attention." I informed him, and right on cue, the stranger's footsteps quickened towards us.

I may seem composed but in actual fact, I wasn't. My turbulent thoughts weren't helping me with the situation, my hands were trembling slightly and I repeatedly bit on my bottom lip.

I just want to get out of here and collapse into my parents' arms.

I can only rely on my thinking to get me out of this situation now.

"Get off me! Hurry up!" He gritted the words out begrudgingly. I shifted, causing more weight to press against his side as he hissed in pain.

He worked hastily, untying the ropes around my hands. I sighed in relief, clenching and unclenching my fists, grimacing at the red marks on my wrists.

The footsteps arrived at a stop outside the grand, mahogany doors and I inhaled deeply. The large doors creaked open, I threw an alarmed glance at Frost who was aiming his hands at the doors. He thrusted them forward, disappointment and frustration evident on his face when nothing came out.

"There's something weird about this house! My powers aren't working at all!"

The doors slammed open, revealing three to four men dressed in black and white suits, wired earpieces wedged in their ears.

Bodyguards.

"Hey!"

Surprised exclaims came from their mouths, they proceeded to charge at us. I squeaked, barely managing to scramble out of the way from one of their tackles.

Frost was doing surprisingly good at dodging them and apparently, that attracted more attention from the bodyguards. Now, only one of them was on me and he made a move to grab me.

I gasped in horror, scuttling away, resulting in me tripping over my own feet over my clumsy movements.

"Ahh!"

Somehow, the bodyguard was faking his first move to grab me. He tried to grab me for a second time, due to my fall, he only caught empty air.

"Ugh!" I groaned out in pain, hurriedly pushing myself up. I heard his thundering footsteps behind me and I couldn't react in time. He held onto my arm and I blindly swung my leg, trying to hit either his knee or groin, but he was still a bodyguard after all.

He predicted my move, stepping aside and I took opportunity of his distraction to shove my elbow to his face. He responded with a pained yelp, staggering back and releasing me.

I felt guilty damaging the poor man's face but my only thought was to extricate myself from him. I sprinted to the opened doors, giving one last glance to Frost.

Huh.

I underestimated him, he can really fight.

He did a somersault, hitting one bodyguard in the head and he landed smoothly on the ground, punching another bodyguard's jaw. Thoroughly impressed, I slipped out of the area without a word and I staggered backwards in shock.

I'm in a mansion.

A massive chandelier hung from t

he ceiling, and there was a stairway down to the lower floors in front of me. The stairway split into two ways, curving inwards. Flabbergasted, I almost forgot about my own plight.

Shaking myself awake, I hastily descended the stairs, until I noticed more guards making their way towards me. I cursed silently, sweeping the area for any hiding spots. Alas, there wasn't any and my only choice was to head down the left or right corridor.

The mansion was bound to be a maze for me, especially due to its gargantuan size. Heading for the left corridor, since it was closer to me, I gave my surroundings another quick scan, rushing straight for a door.

Despite its size, the door was surprisingly easy to open and I shut it right after I stepped in. Pressing my ear against the door, I held my breath, listening for any movement. There was some commotion outside the door, but eventually, it faded away, along with the thundering footsteps.

Relief overwhelmed me and I slid down the door, my legs giving way.

This is the most nerve-wracking situation I've ever been in.

Hearing soft chirping, I tensed, glancing out the window. I exhaled out, realising it was just a hummingbird sitting on the window sill which flew away almost instantaneously.

The clouds in the skies shifted, sunlight trickling into the room, offering me a clearer vision. At the far left end of the room, there was a dressing table and beside it was a queen-sized bed, translucent snowy, white curtains draped down, covering the entire bed.

A rectangular, black glass table sat at the centre of the room, its frame entirely golden. It was surrounded by beige-coloured sofas, made completely of leather, matching the colour of the wallpaper. Opposite of the dressing table, there was a walk-in closet and I realised how my feet sank into the carpeted floor, it was light grey in colour and its texture would definitely be soft and fluffy.

Something struck in my mind as I admired the design of the room, an apprehensive feeling stirring around in my stomach.

I have seen this room before.

Digging my smartphone out from my pocket, I tried to unlock it, only to smack myself on the forehead.

Damn it.

She murdered my smartphone with her freaking water powers.

"Argh!" I cried out in annoyance, resisting the urge to toss my phone outside the window.

What could be worse than being stranded in a stranger's house after being kidnapped?

A resounding click broke the serene atmosphere of the room, horror evident on my face. I observed the door slowly creaking open, revealing multiple silhouettes peeking in from the opening.

Crap!

I forgot to lock the door!

The door slammed opened and dozens of guards headed straight for me, an intimidating aura around them. However, before they could step into the room, I noticed a figure in the back toppling over.

Another figure followed after and soon, it became a domino effect. The guards fell after one another, stacking on top of the other. This caused them much difficulty in getting up and I gaped openly, unable to comprehend what just happened.

"Where is he?" A feminine voice whispered into my ear, startling me so badly, I let out a terrified scream.

"Shh! Keep quiet, tell me where the hell he is!"

I inhaled shakily, directing my eyes beside me. I only remembered meeting a pair of enchanting emerald eyes before they disappeared.

"Wh-who?"

"His nickname is Frost!"

"The-the room, in-in front of the st-stairs." I answered honestly, trembling slightly.

This girl just took down a dozen guards on her own!

How can one not be scared of her?

"You don't seem like one of them. Get out while you can." Those were her last words before I heard footsteps running out of the room. What baffled me even more was that I couldn't see anything, but I could only hear the footsteps.

The heck?

Is she invisible?

Deciding not to dwell on that matter for now, I took her advice and sprinted out of the room, down the stairway. Whatever she did to the guards delayed them immensely, giving me enough time to reach the main doors.

The moment I stepped outside, I was greeted by two more bodyguards.

Ugh, of course.

What did I expect?

A smooth getaway?

One of them reached out to catch me while I flailed around, kicking my foot at his groin. He groaned loudly in pain, his hands going to his groin as he lost his balance. I scuttered away in time and the guard headbutted his partner in his abdomen, resulting in them collapsing to the floor.

Thoroughly surprised, I didn't hesitate to search their pockets. With one on top of the other, their movements were restricted, allowing me to search freely for the object I wanted. I grinned victoriously when I felt a familiar object, snatching it from them and bolting out of there.

I hope they don't have a password on it.

I held one of their smartphone in my hands, arriving to a stop as I panted heavily. I didn't know how much I ran, but it should be far enough to buy me some time.

Unlocking the phone, my heart sank when I realised there was a password after all. Fortunately, it was a pattern pass code and since they were bodyguards, they wouldn't have the time to unlock the phone with a complicated pattern.

On my third try, I succeeded in unlocking the phone, biting nervously on my lower lip. First, I needed to know where I was, I easily found the GPS and Maps application on the phone, turning it on.

I gasped, the GPS instantly registered my position and it sent a chill down my spine. I was in some part of the neighbouring city, Milestone, which take hours to reach by car; it would be even longer if I used the public transport system.

How long was I gone for?

How are mum and dad coping with my disappearance?

...what about Nathan?

Somehow, I ended up running to an endless stretch of road. However, there weren't any signs of vehicles passing through and I sighed, spinning around. I could see the gigantic mansion from here, from the majestic gates of the mansion, and the fountain to the entrance.

A feeling of familiarity immediately surged through my mind, and I widened my eyes in recognition.

I've seen this place before, somewhere.

...where have I seen it?

Ugh, this is so annoying.

I heard the roaring of multiple car engines, all of them heading towards my way. An apprehensive feeling bubbled in the pits of my stomach as I spun back, facing the road again.

Squinting my eyes, in the distance, I saw a motorcycle pursued by dozens of cars behind. The motorcyclist drove at a frightening speed, causing me to step back. I heard the screeching of tires and I saw the motorcycle slowing down, stopping right in front of me.

From my observation, I could tell that the motorcycle was well-kept, the owner must really treasure it. The motorcyclist lifted the face shield, a pair of piercing emerald eyes gazing at me.

"Get on!" I heard a muffled feminine voice, and I suddenly recalled the strange woman back at the mansion.

"It-it's you..." I managed to squeeze my words out and annoyance flickered past her eyes.

"Save the chatter for later! Just shut up and get on, we'll get caught!" She commanded fiercely, tossing a helmet at me.

I caught it carelessly and I gave her a helpless glance.

I've never rode on a motorcycle before!

She clicked her tongue, in one swift motion, she pushed my head into the helmet and tightened it, closing the face shield. She proceeded to drag me onto the back seat right after, though, I wasn't so sure if I could trust her.

I guess following her is a better choice than being kidnapped again.

"Hold on tight!" She yelled at me, shutting her face shield. The cars behind us were rapidly closing in on us, in seconds, the motorcycle's engine revved to life, zooming off.

My hands instinctively stretched to grab onto her, fear ripping through me. My entire vision was just a blur of colours, if it weren't for the helmet, I would have fainted from the insane speed. The wind violently whipped at my clothes, making it continuously slap against my body.

"That whiny water lady is really pissed at me for messing up her plans!" The enigmatic woman exclaimed, a laugh in her words.

It was a miracle I could even hear her, albeit it wasn't clear but it was understandable.

Squeezing my eyes close, I tried to not focus on the speed of the motorcycle. My heart was racing with fright, but I had other important questions to ask.

"Where the heck are we?" I hollered at the top of my voice, hoping that she managed to catch my words.

"What are you, dumb? This whole plot of land, including the mansion, is Talbot's family villa."

I felt my head spinning at his newfound discovery. There was only one Talbot I know, and she openly flaunts her wealthy lifestyle on her Instagram account.

"Don't lie to me!" I answered harshly, my tone doubtful.

"Why would I lie about this? Idiot."

I frowned, she has been insulting me since before, though I disregarded them. Being offended was the least important matter in my mind now, realising the truth in her statement.

She's right.

There's no purpose in lying.

"What the hell is going on here?" I mumbled to myself, on the verge of getting a migraine from the millions of thoughts swirling in my head.

From the arrivals of apeirons in my city, to almost getting killed numerous times, and getting stalked and kidnapped.

Now, even my best friend's family is involved in kidnapping me?

What has my shitty life come to?

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