as i followed Arthur into an older dojo type house i saw nothing but guards at every door and window, all were dressed in a black nicely fitted suit.
"so..."is all i said trying to start a conversation but couldn't think of anything to say slowly getting more awkward
"umm...yeah so, I'ma be honest with your sir..i thought you hated my guts cause you thought there was something between me and your daughter. sooo why would you let me in your house?", i ask as i slightly started getting more tense as we slowly came upon a set of slide door.
"don't think for a second that i want you dating my daughter, but that doesn't mean I won't trust you a little. my little princess told me about the plan you came up with in the woods to take down that fire user. so i know you can be calm in a dangerous situation...but that's when you could use your ability, you haven't used it since that day correct. it starts hurting where that thing is at on your shoulder?" he spoke in a hushed voice as he slowly slide the doors opened that revealed a wooden table that sits about two foot high and had two cushions on either side.
"sit" he said making his way slowly to the cushion sitting down, and i did as he said following his actions sitting as well.
"how'd you know" i asked curiously still confused he even knew i had that thing on my shoulder.
"there's alot that played in me knowing, the fire user you and Becca dealt with had one...Becca told me how stoic you were, and didn't show much emotions so when I pulled you out of your house to 'talk' with you and you started getting pissed, i could tell you were losing control of your emotions then you held a pained look..that's what gave it away, but one thing still confuses me", he spoke swiftly as if he had thought this thousands of times analyzing it.
"why haven't you lost control", his gaze lingered on me for a moment but quickly moved to the door as the door slid open revealing another man in a suit holding a tray with a tea pot and two cups.
"you mean like that red head guy?"i spoke talking about the fire bender
"yes exactly kid, i have some people here. I'd like to check that out for you"he said as the man put the tea on the table and poured us some tea and quickly left without uttering a word.
"why...why are you doing this" confusion was laced in every word i said.
"my daughter, she likes hanging out with you and your cousin..she sadly got my stubbornness so she'll hang out with y'all no matter what i say. besides, consider this as me paying you back for watching my daughter during the school incident. and...if you don't get that fixed soon then it'll control you kid", he finished his tea and stood up.
"I'll take you there now, it's up too you. but heed my warning if something goes down and you lose yourself I'm not afraid to take your life" the more he talked the colder his gaze was as it lingered on me, i looked at the tea that had been sitting there cooling off, making the steam less visible.
"fine, i don't really have much of a choice anyway" i chuckled faintly as i stood and followed him out the door and down a couple halls.
(stella)
"umm becca, your dad's gonna be pissed you were out this late. I'm suppose to be the responsible one." i cried out as i limped after her. my foots not hurting as bad but it's still slightly off.
as we walked through the doors i could feel the disappointed glares coming from all the body guards in the house.
"next time take one of us with you miss Becca" a man with a suit standing around the door said with a bow.
"sorry frank I'm a teen let me live a little" Becca replied with a laugh which caused him to straighten back up.
"your dad is an infamous gang leader that holds many enemies, we just want you to be safe young miss. so you can grow up and take over the family buisness." he continued which caused her to wave her arm and groan.
"still a teenager, i don't need to worry about that for a while Frankie. soooooo me and Stella are gonna be in my room"
"i understand, but please be more quiet than yesterday....your father has a guest today".
(jack)
i was sitting on a blue sheeted bed in a white room that held medical technology in it along with all sorts of herbs.
"ok jack I'm gonna need you to take your shirt off for me so I can asses the damage", a kind lady in her mid 30s with brown hair said with a small smile.
"oh uh yeah sure" i sighed out nervous under the gave of Arthur and the nurse.
"it's not like I'm asking you to have sex jack, hurry it up",the lady teased at my shyness.
"yes ma'am"
i quickly took my shirt off revealing my athletic body type. but the closer you looked the more you could see imperfections caused by scars lacing my skin here and there.
i jumped in surprise as i felt the lady's cold fingers trace some of the ones i have on my back, i got them a little over a year ago due to the event when I met that guy with that weird whip type weapon so they were still very visible.
the only reason Becca didn't see them that one time she was waiting for me in my room was because she was a good distance away and the fact i had a towel on helped to hide alot.
"holyshit, Arthur what the fuck happened to this kid. where did you find him" she spoke quickly her calm natured persona quickly left.
"that's what I'd like to know" the older white haired male questioned as his gaze lingered over my body.
"the past is the past no need to bring it up now..so what's this thing on my shoulder doc" i nervously chuckled trying to change the conversation.
"hm it didn't sound like putting the past behind you by how you were talking to your father, it's none of my business. but trust me kid, don't be a pushover and let him walk over you" is all Arthur said as his gaze finally met my eyes as the doctor looked at my shoulder letting out a shocked gasp.
my shoulder was a dark blue and purple color and the veins around it was almost like infected and turning black.
"this is....this is the Abaddon curse" the nurse gasped out.
"i know that much, how do we stop it" Arthur sighed frustratingly.
"i didn't know that much what the fuck is that" i said shocked, my eyebrows were scrunched up together and my fist were in a tight ball making my knuckles go white.