BXBX NOVEL Chapter 89
We’re now being hunted by spy mages from an evil agency and the FBI although I have not heard from them for a while. Now, it was the next day after I was just woken up from my very painful slumber.
Well, it wasn’t painful since I was sleeping, but my body was in a lot of pain. I feel like I just got run over by a stampede of bulls, and that’s not even the worst I felt. My team, September, Nikki, Tisiah, and Malachi with me have decided to calm down and lay low.
In case you forgot, we had a very explosive fight in the street with blown-up cars, lasers being propelled at each other, and a lot of screaming.
Not a good sound to hear, and it’s something I would not want to experience ever again. We were inside this apartment in Florida, and it doesn’t seem like anyone is going to come for us anytime soon.
I’m not sure if the people who were after us have given chase yet or not. But I’m pretty sure Rocke has already given chase after us, and he’s probably the only one we have to worry about.
Rocke is a very powerful and dangerous man. He’s ruthless, thinks he’s clever, and always gets what he wants. No matter who or what is in his way, he will stop at nothing to get to us.
Especially me, Connor. He wants me dead more than anything, and I don’t know why.
I’ve never even met the guy before until that one mission to get the Armonk, and we’ve been sworn enemies since then, always trying to kill each other.
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It’s a miracle that I’m still alive, and I have my team to thank for that. They always had my back, no matter what the case was.
I was sitting in the living room, on a sofa that felt quite warm and fuzzy, with a blanket over me. I was still in my clothes from before, and they were starting to feel quite itchy.
But I didn’t change, because my bones felt as if I was a hundred years old.
The apartment was a typical Florida type, with a living room, kitchen, and bedroom. The flooring was white with a few stains on it. The sink was white with a few rust spots on it. The ceiling was light blue with several cracks in it. There was an aroma of coconuts in the air.
As I turned around, I saw September walking toward me.
“Hey September,” she greeted, caressing her brown hair. “You still okay?”
“I guess,” I muttered, sitting up and stretching my arms. “What about you guys? Is everyone alright?”
“We’re all good,” Nikki said as she suddenly arrived. “We’re not exactly sure what to do right now though, so we’re just kind of relaxing.”
“I see,” I said as I got up from the sofa. “Well, we can-maybe do something fun while we’re at it.”
“The last time we did that, we nearly got killed,” Malachi said as he entered the room. “Couldn’t even meet any ladies, and we had to save ourselves.”
“He’s right,” Tisiah said, following him. “It wasn’t exactly the greatest choice.”
“But after that, they would have to leave once that fight happened,” I said. “Maybe we could try to use as much time here safe as possible to reevaluate the situation and come up with a better plan.”
“It’s not like we have anything else to do,” Nikki said. “We’re just kind of sitting here waiting for something to happen.”
“Exactly,” I said. “So, let’s try to make the best of it.”
“Perhaps,” Tisiah said, “but we should be on our guard. We do not know when they will come for us again.”
“Tisiah’s right,” September said. “Stay on guard, also anyone seen Greg?”
Suddenly, Greg opened the door of his room, “I’m here,” he said. “What’s going on?”
“We’re just trying to come up with a plan,” she said. “Good morning, by the way, have you been up long?”
“About an hour or so,” he replied. “I was just trying to see if there was anything to find in this beehive of a place.”
“And? Anything useful?” I asked.
“Not really,” he said, “just some old clothes and food that’s been here for years.”
“Weird, well how about we go ahead and eat something, after its breakfast,” Malachi suggested, as all eyes immediately faced him with an angriness.
“What? I’m just trying to be polite,” he said, holding his hands up in surrender.
“Yeah right, you’re just trying to get us killed,” Tisiah said.
“I am not!” he exclaimed. “Why would I want that?”
“Maybe because you’re an imbecile,” Nikki said.
“Ouch, that hurts,” he said, clutching his heart. “But you’re probably right.”
“Alright, let’s go ahead and find somewhere to eat then,” I said, trying to diffuse the situation. “Malachi, you can go first.”
“Yes, let’s go to Everglades Restaurant!” Malachi said as silence broke in. I nodded slowly, trying to not show my disappointment.
The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and it was clear that nobody wanted to go there.
“If that’s what you want,” I said, trying to be optimistic.
“It is what everyone wants,” he said “Trust me, that place is good. And I mean good.” Now September nodded slowly, trying to not show disappointment.
“Okay,” she said, trying to be optimistic as well. “If that’s what you want.”
“It is,” he said.
“Fine, let’s take our shower and get dressed up first, sheesh,” Nikki said.
“Yes!!” Malachi shouted with joy, as he went back into his room.
After we all got ready, we walked out the door and saw a beautiful day. The sun was shining as the fresh air, filled with the smell of salt water, hit our faces.
“This place is amazing,” Greg said, taking in the scenery. “Just beautiful.”
Preview:
When we arrived I found myself quite impressed with the exterior before we went in. The gold walls were completely mesmerizing, and the restaurant looked very luxurious.
“Wow,” I said, my mouth agape. “This looks amazing.”
The restaurant’s exterior was very luxurious and impressive. The gold walls were mesmerizing, and it looked like a very high-class place the thought of going in made me very excited.
“I know, right?” Malachi said, clearly pleased with himself. “And it’s even better on the inside.”
As we walked in, I was not disappointed. The interior was just as luxurious as the exterior, if not more so. There were chandeliers everywhere, and the furniture looked like it was made of gold.
“This is incredible,” I said, my eyes wide. “I’ve never seen anything like this.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty awesome,” Nikki said, looking around in awe. “Where do you think we should sit?”
“How about over there?” Greg said, pointing to a table near the edge.
We took a seat while Nikki and September went over to the cashier to start paying.
“So, when should we start moving?” Malachi asked. “It’s just us men right now, so we can say what we want.”
“I say tomorrow,” Greg said, “We need to plan this out first and make sure we have everything we need.”
“I agree,” I said. “But we shouldn’t stay here too long, it’s only a matter of time before they suddenly arrive and blast us into oblivion.” Malachi nodded, his face serious.
“You’re right,” he said. “So tomorrow, we move.”
Then Nikki and September arrived. “We’ve decided that we’re gonna leave tomorrow, just get this whole thing over with,” Tisiah said. September seemed disturbed by that comment, but Nikki just shrugged it off.
“We were literally just in a fight with the TSA and now you want to deal with that again. Look at what happened to you!” September shouted, pointing and me. I sighed, not wanting to remember what happened.
“It’s not like we have a choice,” I said, my voice low. “We need to get out of here. I want to go back home, and I’m pretty sure we all do.”
“But how are we going to survive if we’re constantly going to be hunted by fricking Rocke!” she argued, her voice getting louder.
“I don’t know,” I said, “but we’ll find a way. We always do.”
“We can’t just rely on hope in these situations. Sometimes your brain needs to be in the mix for these situations,” September scolded, her arms crossed. “If you want to get out of here alive, we’re going to have to be a lot more careful from now on.”
“But being careful doesn’t mean to be stuck in this hole, waiting for death,” Malachi said, his voice harsh. “I’d rather take my chances out there.”
“Chances Malachi, you’re talking about chances! We’re not playing some game here where if you roll a dice and it’s a one you die, this is real-life Malachi. This is real life, and people are getting killed out there. We need to be smart about this, not rely on some dumb chance,” she said.
“I’m not treating this like a game, I’m treating it like my life,” Malachi said. “And I’m not going to hide in here like a little wimp.”
“That’s all you want. Big boy, power, big man,” September said in a mocking voice. “You’re just a big baby who wants to be the hero.”
“At least I want to save us, unlike you that cares only for your survival,” he shouted. “We’re leaving tomorrow and that’s it! Nothing can convince me otherwise.”
September stayed quiet, her face red with anger. Nikki put a hand on her shoulder and she reluctantly agreed.
Then she stormed off in the other direction. This was bad, very bad. If we were going to get out of here alive, we’re going to need to be united, not divided.
I went after her, as she headed toward the bathroom. She went through the hall that led to the women’s door, which would be a very bad thing. I don’t want to seem like a weirdo or anything, but I need to talk to her.
Quickly, I stopped her and she looked at me as if she had no energy to care, “What?” she asked, her voice full of venom.