What will happen?

It indeed was rare site to see.

But Saheed know, how dangerous this rare site is. After all, many plantation, insects and bugs of the area are highly poisonous, highly toxic, gravely dangerous in nature.

To the point, that how, when and why a person died, it will be a forever mystery.

Saheed give a glance at Dean, as if trying to decipher the main motive of this guy behind this action of his.

Dean, who felt a sharp chill crept through his spine, he couldn't help but turn around to stare at the source of the icychill. And there it was, Mr. Saheed.

He just raised his eyebrows in confusion. While, Saheed's glare on him intensify.. To the point of choking Dean to death.. Just by a mere glare.

As for Dean, who could felt the sweat prespiring his forehead and whole body, who could feel the darkness swallowing him, without doing anything, in the borad daylight, who could feel the unconsciousness taking the toll on him,

every passing moment, to the point of making Saheed's face completely blur in front of his eyes… he still couldn't get 'just what exactly on the earth he did wrong, to earn that deadly dangerous glare from this fellow'

After all, not anyone can give this type of glare. Hell, it takes years just to master this type of glare. The glare… just a mere glare.. Which can drain the entire energy out of your opponent's body.. Making him nothing more than a vegetable in front of you…

The glare.. Which can make the person, physically and psychologically ill for lifetime. That type of glare.

And before, Dean could reach to the last phase of breakdown stage from Saheed's glare. A hand came out of nowhere, and closed Saheed's eyes, forcefully.

Well, it's not like, he couldn't remove this hand away from his eyes or something like that. But this little, delicate, soft, mallow, boneless type hand… how could he bear to remove it.

After all, it's this little girl's first time, touching him, completely at her own senses and risks. So, how could he remove her warm and soft hand from his cold eyes.

He really wanted to kill this Dean guy for cheating on them, or for trying to entrap them, or trying to plot againts them… or maybe because this guy betrayed her trust… her confidence on SSIR and country V.

Even he doesn't know, what exactly he was pissed at. At the sudden thought of betrayal, by this Dean… or at the thought of Dean breaking this little girl's trust.

But somehow… somewhere he just lost it.

~~~

Only after 45 minutes of constant breathing and struggling, did Dean regain back the control of his senses, nerves and his own body. His breathing was in chaos, his heart beats were in choas.. His everything was completely chaotic… facing the nervous breakdown, temporarily.

As for Kia, she thought, this guy is still into that. The moment, the have met Dean and Sean, he had been completely cold, grumpy and pissed grandpa type.

She could sense the chills Sean was feeling at that time. But she still couldn't get, why exactly this guy was so focused on killing Dean, even when he made no attempt to talk with her, in the first place!!!!

And since, she couldn't bear this innocent guy's death. So, she closed his eyes. She expected him to attack on her or something, which would have been more than … normal of a reaction.

But this guy, just closed his eyes and did nothing. Weirdo! Huh!

Since, she knows Dean needs some time to recover his wits from this type of torture, soshe just kept her hand on Saheed's eyes.

As for giant iceberg, he neither think anything nor react in any way, leting her hand to cover his eyes.

Aiye. 45 minutes. It indeed is a long time. Not to mention their height difference. Only she knows, how she maintained her hand position on Saheed's eyes, who was standing all high and mighty… not helping her.. Not even a bit… at all.

After 50 minutes, Poor Dean, who was more or less back to his formal and normal self, he couldn't help but apologize to this fellow, to whom he still doesn't know, how exactly, he offended.

" I apologize, Senior." Dean apologized, while beding 90 degree like asians.

" For what?" Saheed, finally asked. Not even giving this poor guy a face to survive.

As for Kia, who finally realized, that this guy, was just enjoying her touch on his face, she couldn't help but retract back her hand. And there it was, he opened his eyes, too.

Ah! 50 minutes. He took a great nap, like a horse. All thanks to her warm hand. He really didn't realize, he fell asleep. It was only this fellow's voice, who woke him up. After all, the darkness, the warmth, the peace and quiteness is all it need to fel asleep.

So, when this guy opened his mouth it disturbed him. Luckily, the homies were so busy, that the entire sound channel was empty and silent..

Giving him some resting time.

Now here comes the main point. Even Kia wanted to know, why exactly this guy got pissed. But then she decided not to disturb the duo. After all, somethings and some discussions demands privacy.

[ Though, all no-thanks to the calmness thing in the Homies channel, this girl forgot there is no such thing called privacy, that exist in between this team. AT least not at the moment. ]

She stare around her, then saw the great and very attractive white coloured flower. After staring at the flower, she felt magnetised towards them as if they were calling her, to adore their beuty, to paris them, to admire them to sniff their scent and all.

So, she started walking towards the white flowers of the little shrubs, to take one sniff of it. Saheed, who was still focused on Dean, didn't get to see Kia, who was going on her path to death, with the bullet's speed.

As for Dean, he was following his train of thoughts, to find out what exactly he did to piss this guy.

But then, suddenly…. 'Alert! Alert! Alert! Warning! Warning! Warning! Danger ahead! Danger ahead! Danger ahead!'

And the system invented by The Newstein of the era, flared up.

No one knows, to whom this warning was, though. And Saheed's first reaction was to stare at the creature behind him. Woosh! Nowhere.

'Just what the heck, where is she, now? Allah Miyan, please be with her nad protect her.' He prayed in the back of his mind.

' Agent K, where are you?' Saheed shouted in the channel.

And everyone become completely alert. Firstly the warning, then K is missing.

' Agent K!' Saheed shouted again, making everyone ear's blast off.

' Can I choose not to reply, please?' And there came her contmplating reply, from somewhere.

' Answer me. It's an order.' And he, who was extremely uneasy every passing moment, couldn't help but shout at her.

' Alright! Then, I am the northern corner of the garden, at the right side. These flowers are really very pretty. I am just watching them, doing nothing at all.

Is this answer, enough?' She asked back, not exactly knowing the graveness of the situation, she currently was in.

' Come here, right now?' He barked another order.

' I don't want to.' She replied. Come on, at least let her touch this white petals first, wow, they still carries the dew in them. How beautiful.

' For god sake. The plants here are poisonous. So, are the all insects. If you even come in contact with any of the plant or insect here, then it would be the death of you. You can't go near any of them. Just come here, right away. That's an order.' He again barked his orders.

For god sake, for the first time in his life, his forhead was full of black deep lines. All no-thanks to this stupid girl, who thinks she isn't stupid at all, but she did the biggest stupidity just now, the stupidity that can risk her life.

Why is this girl, like this.

As for the girl, whose hand was frozen on the white petals of the flower, to whom she had touched and definitely sniff twice. She doesn't know, how to react.

She just felt like all her energy was draining away.. Leaving her all alone… in the World of pitch black darkness.. In the World of weakness… in the World, where she can't feel anything, she can't sense anything.. Or she can't mutter anything.

Was this the end for her? Will she die… will she finally die.. Just like that?

They say beauty is toxic. Who would have thought, this idiom to be 110% true. That little plant, those flowers… they are really the death of her.

Her mind was in chaos… complete chaos.

All that she could mutter in her mind is ' I … am… sorry, everyone.'

And she passed out completely.

~~

No one knows, what happened, why it happened, or whether she just died or something like that.

But…. will it be the end of the story?

Maybe..

Maybe... not