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Chapter 12 - dear mother

Boss we're ready".

"Good".

He walked into a private room, lined with streaks of gold, sparkling diamonds and in the middle there is a dark red table, and around it are three chairs that had the same red but in velvet and a gold metal frame, and on two of those seats sat two fairly handsome men tall in frame with the looks of a king.

"What took you so long we were waiting for ages".

"Yeh let's quickly get this over with".

"It's been a while Mr Adelio , Mr Milios".

"Man why you so formal who speaks like that nower days".

"There's no need to get too attached".

"Who said we were close".

"Shut up Arlo let's just hurry up and start the meeting",

"At least some one here has common sense".

They sat down each facing each other, and pretended to discussed about to thier plan, this was top secret, but of course they knew that someone was watching in the shadows and that they wouldn't last very long, when the three men confirmed that there was no more spies they openly discussed.

"Aimilios".

"What Ellis".

"I've heard a rumor about who the master mind is behind this".

"Who? tell me".

"w...well um".

"Man just tell him, lol it's like the best plot twist ever".

"What are you on about?"

"Long story short we found some hospital records that were forged".

"Whose and why is it important?"

"Remember when your mother was killed in that incident".

"What about it?"

"Well we believe she didn't actually die, but if course this isn't confirmed yet because the person who dealt with her body disappeared".

"Disappeared? How?"

"Hahahaha no idea the dude ghosted us".

*ring* *ring*

"Did you find out?"

"No the stalker killed himself".

"No nevermind I think I know what happened we're going to attack".

"WHAT".

"WHAT".

"Yes, let's get ready you see everyone else thinks that we are enemies, but that's our advantage".

"How?"

"When we attack together they'd never expect it, they are outnumbered and then they have no option but to submit".

"Oh yeh I knew that".

" Just get ready I've got the Ignis knights ready".

"WHAT"

"Will you stop you're hurting my ears".

"B ... but they're just a legend".

"Are they now? Zyiar come out".

"Yes master".

Suddenly out of nowhere a black figure kneeled down in front of Aimilios, leaving Arlo and Ellis mouth wide open with shock, the legendary army that the king Aimilios created himself still lives on, they both knew never to offend him again, they didn't have time it was halfway through the night, and Aimilios wanted to be done by morning he needed to get back to her.

"Master I have found out the lair where they are staying".

"Where?"

"In the house you stayed in as a child, but I couldn't find out who was behind it that person killed himself before I could get any more information".

"That's fine lets go".

A swarm of black cars drove down the path towards his old house a house, that contained many horrible memories, that were best left unsaid as they pulled up to the front door, two bulky men smashed open the door, and Aimilios walked through there was no one there it looked like it was abandoned".

"It's looks like no one's home hey Aimilios are you sure your info is correct".

"Shut up Arlo of course it's correct its found by the Ignis knight".

" Ok, ok man".

Aimilios definitely knew who it was now, there could only be one person in this house with that many secrets, there was no need to continue this on any further it's time to end it all and take his rightful place on that throne.

"Stop playing, come out now".

Opposite Aimilios army stood the enemy, side by side still and monotone, and in the middle came out a shimmering dark red dress, right in the middle with a black mask that covered all of her face leaving two holes for her eyes and her mouth, but even all of that covered he knew who she was under the mas.

"My my ,this is the greetings I get didn't you miss me?"

"My mother is dead, and it will stay that way"

She took of her mask she was a complete copy of Aimilios just with longer hair and much redder lips, it's like she hadn't aged at all, he glared at her, the anger was rising each moment, in his mind, remembering how they used to play chess, and ever time she used to beat him.

"Don't say that son, I'm standing here right in front of you".

"Stop the drama, now are you going to surrender".

"well I can't compete with the other two fractions, even I know I can't beat them, what a move as expected from my son, I'll give you back your seat but first".

She turned to her bodyguard, and pulled out her gun, slyly behind her back while keeping the conversation going, and at the last moment she brought the gun right up to his body and.

*BANG*

As soon as she pulled the trigger, she disappeared with her small group, one again leaving a hole in his gut.

"AIMILIOS HEY SOME ONE GET HELP!!".

All the other voices faded and his head was ringing, he couldn't think, he didn't want to listen to them, he wanted to go home she was there waiting.

"Stay quiet I'm going home, you sort out the rest here".

"What you need to get treatment".

" Don't need it leave me be".

"At least let me stitch it up and put a small band on it, I have a kit here".

" Fine hurry up".

Ellis quickly took out the bullet, with a needle and thread he stitched up the wound, put a small plaster to cover it up and gave some pain killers to numb the pain.

"Here let me drive you home".

Aimilios didn't have the energy to argue with him or to  drive, so told him to drive to her, she must still be asleep, he wanted to get into bed her warmth and her softness to fill this void left in his heart.

He opened the door, the hotel was empty and dark, he walked forward and collapsed at the door, and in her hands was Aimilios so defenceless, she struggled with effort and put him onto the sofa, she was about to leave him when he grabbed her waist and started crying.

Tears and muffled sobs as he buried his head into her chest, she could feel the tears reach the shirt she was wearing, she had never seen him cry before for some reason it tore her heart, it was painful to see him in such state, she was in a state of confusion but seeing his tears she stayed quiet.

It was actually quite cute it was like he was a child she coddled him him her arms, after crying all night he eventually fell asleep, all night he was mumbling something about his mother, Eleonora was yet to remember or see what she had done to him, and what he did to her at that moment in time she forgot everything.

Later in the morning Aimilios woke up, it was warm, he didn't want to move until he realised what happened last night, there was no way she would be safe after all that, his mother escaped and she could come for him at any moment, but he never understood why in his memories she was a kind and gentle mother, but she died that day so how could she have been alive she looked exactly as he remembered her.

He moved out of her embrace, and put left her on the sofa he noticed that the wound started to open again, so he called Ellis to come and treat him, he arrived quite quickly and attended to his needs, when Aimilios opened the door he was standing there with a huge bag filled with surgical tools.

"I told you to go to the hospital".

"I don't want to just hurry up and treat me".

"Fine are you going to go back now? You know leave that school?"

"No".

"What? why?"

"She's still out there so I need to stay in hiding untill we get her".

"So I'm guessing you have a plan".

"I do and you and Arlo are going to help me".

"Oh yeh by the way who is that girl asleep on the sofa".

"None of your business hurry up".

"She's got quite a few marks shall I treat them as well".

"No don't touch her".

"At least use this on hers and yours marks".

Eleonora woke up to the sound of two men talking, she got up silently and was still half asleep, she walked back to the room where Aimilios was, and saw him covered in blood her eye wide open in shock, what had happened to him in one night he saw her standing by door and told Ellis to finish off.

"Eleonora come here"

" I'll take my leave now"

"Sir... what happened?"

"Do you even remember what happened last night?"

"What about it"

"It's seems you don't, come here closer".

"Sir what do you mean?"

"Here sit in my lap"

He pulled her into his lap and hugged her without a word, he wanted to go to sleep again like this with his arms around her waist, but this time she was struggling, and at this rate the wound would open again so he released her.

"Come let's eat breakfast".

Eleonora didn't argue there was no point, it's not like he bothered telling her anything, she sat down for breakfast, not a sound was heard other than the sound of the spoons touching the plate and the chewing of the food, but right there it hit her every thing she did last night hit her like a tornado.

Her behaviour surprised herself, never had she ever acted like a slut, those marks that she gave him, are they still there? She stared at him long and hard, he intoxicated her and she became an animal, she didn't think she could be into this kind of thing, so this was what meant when he asked if she remembered anything.

"What? I can feel you burning a hole in my head with your eyes".

"Take off your shirt".

"Really? You want me to take my shirt off?"

"It's not what you're thinking"

"Come and take it off".

Eleonora needed to see the proof of her shameless crime of last night, she shuffled over one by she took the buttons off and it revealed a new bite mark each time, it was bruised and dark but further down where he was patched up.

There's no way she could have given him that, so where did it come from then it dawned on her didn't he go out and come back late, that's when he cried in he arms she slid her finger down to the bandages, and he grabbed her hand and tied her to the table she was completely fixed to the table.

She was wearing nothing but his shirt, her bare smooth legs, he wanted to eat her on this table but he needed to control himself, otherwise the injury would only get worse, he released her she went and sat down in the living room he followed in after he had a few questions he wanted to ask.

"Eleonora"

"What?"

"Who is your father?"

"My father? Why do you want to know?"

"I think I know something about him"

"Really?"

"Tell me what's his name?"

"It's William Smith".

"Is he still alive?"

"No".