Chapter 35
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"Passport please." At a bustling airport's check-in counter, a uniformed male employee asked politely.
Before the counter was a young woman with black hair tied into a ponytail, her expression was absolutely emotionless as she answered tonelessly. "Passport? I don't have it with me."
"Sorry Ma'am. We can't allow you on the plane with no identification." The man spoke apologetically.
"I need to go on the plane to pick my sister up. Cooperate or I will kill you, filthy man."
She slid open the pink fan hanging by her waist as an apocalyptic coercion showered the man furiously.
"Ilita stop." Another cataclysmic coercion waved out from within the crowd, suppressing then cancelling out the murderous intention.
The employee collapsed on the floor in a kneeling position, shivering in a puddle of yellowish liquid.
"Give that poor man a little mental compensation. 10 million will do." Passing a credit card to a man in black beside him, a young man walked out from the source of the second coercion.
"I'm a member of the capital Summer family, please do not intervene. Only medics are allowed to enter." As more airport security guards were attracted by the commotion going on, the young man in grey casual wear declared unwillingly.
They halted at once. Few medics carefully rushed to the scene to attend to the poor employee.
"Stone face, why do you gotta do this?" The young man sighed helplessly Ilita.
"None of your business Kraig. What are you doing here? Are you stalking me again?" She answered coldly, but at least not menacingly.
Kraig shook his head and turned to another employee at a different counter.
"Excuse me ma'am, could you reserve two first class seats to Daxrim city for me and this lady please?" Kraig spoke in civil mannerism before taking disconsolate glances at Ilita, who was standing still like a robotic doll.
Kraig walked past Ilita, tapping her shoulder as he left a few words.
"You should be grateful. Many don't get to decide their own future unlike you Ilita."
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Dark clouds have been accumulating for the whole afternoon, blocking all traces of sunlight and symbolizing a massive storm.
"I've been observing. There are five people living in this house and all left together this morning with heavy baggages. I'm sure they won't be back in a while." A man in grey long sleeves murmured to a woman in black tight suit on a dark alleyway.
They were experienced burglars and have been onto this mansion since the day newcomers moved in.
With soft jerks and twisted, the locked entrance door clicked open with a pin. They were in.
A huge red mat welcomed them. Above them was a crystal chandelier while in front was broad stairs that lead up to the second floor. On the right was a kitchen and two doors. On the left is one door and a living room with sofas and a huge television. Both of them headed towards opposite directions.
5 minutes later.
"Got anything valuable?"
"No. This room had literally nothing except for baby stuff. You?"
"Me neither, just a some glowing rocks in the closet."
"The people who live in are f*cking weird. Let's go up. The valuable items must be upstairs."
"Indeed. Before that..." The female thief motioned him to proceed to the living room. "There is this painting on the wall. A very impressive art. According to my speculations, it could be sold at an extremely high price for its amazing artistry."
The male thief looked up. In the painting was a very gorgeous couple. The artistry was so magnificent and magical that they seemed alive, staring at the intruders.
"Doesn't it look so real it gives a creepy vibe?"
"Yeah, it does... wait... is the painting different now?"
They blinked once.
The deep-seated, black eyes of the handsome man in the painting started to transform into crimson red combined with a very strong dark violet.
"Bam!" A horrifying lightning struck outside the mansion, leaving everything in silhouettes.
There was no living creature in the living room anymore, only two fresh new pile of ashes on the marble-slabbed floor.
As the storm stored up another mighty lightning blast, the beautiful woman's eyes illuminated a lively green light.
"Wham!" Another boom echoed around the mansion.
The painting still showed an extremely handsome man hugging an unrealistically gorgeous woman lovingly. Everything remained untouched. Rain was still pouring outside.
"Woof."
"Woof!"
A black and a white fluffy puppy appeared where the ashes were, squeaking innocently in the lonely mansion.
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"Passport please." At a bustling airport's check-in counter, a uniformed male employee asked politely.
Before the counter was a young woman with black hair tied into a ponytail, her expression was absolutely emotionless as she answered tonelessly. "Passport? I don't have it with me."
"Sorry Ma'am. We can't allow you on the plane with no identification." The man spoke apologetically.
"I need to go on the plane to pick my sister up. Cooperate or I will kill you, filthy man."
She slid open the pink fan hanging by her waist as an apocalyptic coercion showered the man furiously.
"Ilita stop." Another cataclysmic coercion waved out from within the crowd, suppressing then cancelling out the murderous intention.
The employee collapsed on the floor in a kneeling position, shivering in a puddle of yellowish liquid.
"Give that poor man a little mental compensation. 10 million will do." Passing a credit card to a man in black beside him, a young man walked out from the source of the second coercion.
"I'm a member of the capital Summer family, please do not intervene. Only medics are allowed to enter." As more airport security guards were attracted by the commotion going on, the young man in grey casual wear declared unwillingly.
They halted at once. Few medics carefully rushed to the scene to attend to the poor employee.
"Stone face, why do you gotta do this?" The young man sighed helplessly Ilita.
"None of your business Kraig. What are you doing here? Are you stalking me again?" She answered coldly, but at least not menacingly.
Kraig shook his head and turned to another employee at a different counter.
"Excuse me ma'am, could you reserve two first class seats to Daxrim city for me and this lady please?" Kraig spoke in civil mannerism before taking disconsolate glances at Ilita, who was standing still like a robotic doll.
Kraig walked past Ilita, tapping her shoulder as he left a few words.
"You should be grateful. Many don't get to decide their own future unlike you Ilita."
—————
Dark clouds have been accumulating for the whole afternoon, blocking all traces of sunlight and symbolizing a massive storm.
"I've been observing. There are five people living in this house and all left together this morning with heavy baggages. I'm sure they won't be back in a while." A man in grey long sleeves murmured to a woman in black tight suit on a dark alleyway.
They were experienced burglars and have been onto this mansion since the day newcomers moved in.
With soft jerks and twisted, the locked entrance door clicked open with a pin. They were in.
A huge red mat welcomed them. Above them was a crystal chandelier while in front was broad stairs that lead up to the second floor. On the right was a kitchen and two doors. On the left is one door and a living room with sofas and a huge television. Both of them headed towards opposite directions.
5 minutes later.
"Got anything valuable?"
"No. This room had literally nothing except for baby stuff. You?"
"Me neither, just a some glowing rocks in the closet."
"The people who live in are f*cking weird. Let's go up. The valuable items must be upstairs."
"Indeed. Before that..." The female thief motioned him to proceed to the living room. "There is this painting on the wall. A very impressive art. According to my speculations, it could be sold at an extremely high price for its amazing artistry."
The male thief looked up. In the painting was a very gorgeous couple. The artistry was so magnificent and magical that they seemed alive, staring at the intruders.
"Doesn't it look so real it gives a creepy vibe?"
"Yeah, it does... wait... is the painting different now?"
They blinked once.
The deep-seated, black eyes of the handsome man in the painting started to transform into crimson red combined with a very strong dark violet.
"Bam!" A horrifying lightning struck outside the mansion, leaving everything in silhouettes.
There was no living creature in the living room anymore, only two fresh new pile of ashes on the marble-slabbed floor.
As the storm stored up another mighty lightning blast, the beautiful woman's eyes illuminated a lively green light.
"Wham!" Another boom echoed around the mansion.
The painting still showed an extremely handsome man hugging an unrealistically gorgeous woman lovingly. Everything remained untouched. Rain was still pouring outside.
"Woof."
"Woof!"
A black and a white fluffy puppy appeared where the ashes were, squeaking innocently in the lonely mansion.
"Passport please." At a bustling airport's check-in counter, a uniformed male employee asked politely. Before the counter was a young woman with black hair tied into a ponytail, her expression was absolutely emotionless as she answered tonelessly. "Passport? I don't have it with me." "Sorry Ma'am. We can't allow you on the plane with no identification." The man spoke apologetically. "I need to go on the plane to pick my sister up. Cooperate or I will kill you, filthy man." She slid open the pink fan hanging by her waist as an apocalyptic coercion showered the man furiously. "Ilita stop." Another cataclysmic coercion waved out from within the crowd, suppressing then cancelling out the murderous intention. The employee collapsed on the floor in a kneeling position, shivering in a puddle of yellowish liquid. "Give that poor man a little mental compensation. 10 million will do." Passing a credit card to a man in black beside him, a young man walked out from the source of the second coercion. "I'm a member of the capital Summer family, please do not intervene. Only medics are allowed to enter." As more airport security guards were attracted by the commotion going on, the young man in grey casual wear declared unwillingly. They halted at once. Few medics carefully rushed to the scene to attend to the poor employee. "Stone face, why do you gotta do this?" The young man sighed helplessly Ilita. "None of your business Kraig. What are you doing here? Are you stalking me again?" She answered coldly, but at least not menacingly. Kraig shook his head and turned to another employee at a different counter. "Excuse me ma'am, could you reserve two first class seats to Daxrim city for me and this lady please?" Kraig spoke in civil mannerism before taking disconsolate glances at Ilita, who was standing still like a robotic doll. Kraig walked past Ilita, tapping her shoulder as he left a few words. "You should be grateful. Many don't get to decide their own future unlike you Ilita." Dark clouds have been accumulating for the whole afternoon, blocking all traces of sunlight and symbolizing a massive storm. "I've been observing. There are five people living in this house and all left together this morning with heavy baggages. I'm sure they won't be back in a while." A man in grey long sleeves murmured to a woman in black tight suit on a dark alleyway. They were experienced burglars and have been onto this mansion since the day newcomers moved in. With soft jerks and twisted, the locked entrance door clicked open with a pin. They were in. A huge red mat welcomed them. Above them was a crystal chandelier while in front was broad stairs that lead up to the second floor. On the right was a kitchen and two doors. On the left is one door and a living room with sofas and a huge television. Both of them headed towards opposite directions. 5 minutes later. "Got anything valuable?" "No. This room had literally nothing except for baby stuff. You?" "Me neither, just a some glowing rocks in the closet." "The people who live in are f*cking weird. Let's go up. The valuable items must be upstairs." "Indeed. Before that..." The female thief motioned him to proceed to the living room. "There is this painting on the wall. A very impressive art. According to my speculations, it could be sold at an extremely high price for its amazing artistry." The male thief looked up. In the painting was a very gorgeous couple. The artistry was so magnificent and magical that they seemed alive, staring at the intruders. "Doesn't it look so real it gives a creepy vibe?" "Yeah, it does... wait... is the painting different now?" They blinked once. The deep-seated, black eyes of the handsome man in the painting started to transform into crimson red combined with a very strong dark violet. "Bam!" A horrifying lightning struck outside the mansion, leaving everything in silhouettes. There was no living creature in the living room anymore, only two fresh new pile of ashes on the marble-slabbed floor. As the storm stored up another mighty lightning blast, the beautiful woman's eyes illuminated a lively green light. "Wham!" Another boom echoed around the mansion. The painting still showed an extremely handsome man hugging an unrealistically gorgeous woman lovingly. Everything remained untouched. Rain was still pouring outside. "Woof." "Woof!" A black and a white fluffy puppy appeared where the ashes were, squeaking innocently in the lonely mansion.
