At first, all Octavia could see was smoke, smoke flying in the air. It choked a little and she made a slight cough as she tried to adjust to the acrid smell.
She blinked rapidly and was finally able
to take the number of people in the
room. She saw boys, girls and boys. The
room was very big and looked really...
Corrupt.
The young Master Khalid sat on his
Kingly seat while Becca sat beside him
on the arm of the chair, her hands over
his shoulders.
She was putting what seemed like a
pant and bra to Octavia and she wondered why she had to stay half naked.
Due to how shy Octavia was, she was
always fond of dancing her eyes on the
floor. But with the few seconds she had
stared at the Master, she could tell he
was very handsome.
He had some unique features, but she
couldn't point them out as she could
barely stare at him or anyone. She just
lowered her gaze to the floor.
"Good day, Master", Mica bowed in
obeisance, but Khalid's eyes didn't leave the stranger in front of him.
"So....she's the stranger you let into my
territory?", he finally spoke up, and that
was when Octavia realized the boys
kneeling in front of him.
Oh! They were actually the boys that
had let her in.
"We're sorry, Master. She claimed she
was Mica's sister and indeed, she was"
the first one replied, obviously scared.
Master Khalid was silent for a while,
probably thinking of the best punishment he could give to them.
"Draco",he called, his thumb on his
lower lip.
"Yes, Master", Draco answered immediately and rushed forth.
"Take them away and make sure they
lose four fingers each", he passed the
command and the boys shivered in fear.
They didn't try to beg because they
knew it was pointless. Khalid never goes
back on his word.
Draco and other two boys dragged them
off their feet and took them away.
Octavia's heart was racing heavily after
the whole scenario. She could feel hot
sweat forming up her head, but she tried
her best to stop it. She needed to fight
it.
"She's your sister?" Khalid asked as he
reached for his tobacco pipe and Mica
didn't need anyone to tell the question was being referred to her.
"Yes, Master", she replied quickly, her eyebrows bowing to him.
"Name?"
"Octavia",
"Octavia", he mumbled and smoked from his pipe.
"What's she doing here?" He continued.
"She um..." Mica paused and glanced
behind at her sister, then back at the
master.
"She wants to be a part of the family, Master", she added.
"We don't need no newbie, Mica", Khalid
made himself clear
"But she wants to stay" Becca said rhetorically
"Let me do the talking, Becca", Khalid
chipped in immediately and she
clamped her mouth shut.
"Did u tell her about it?"
"Yes, Master. But she insists on staying,"
Mica replied.
Khalid hummed and smoked more from
his cigarette.
"Please...." Octavia found herself speaking up. She was scared his next command might be to kick her out.
"Please, accept me. I really wanna join
your clan"
Khalid stared at her intently and when
Octavia glanced at him, she could notice
how dark his eyes were.
"What can you do?" He asked croakily
and Octavia saw it as a go ahead signal.
He wanted her to display her powers.
She looked at Mica, but her sister wasn't
looking at her.
"I...." She stuttered and gulped nervously,
bringing out her weirdo spirit.
"I can move people..and objects". She
stretched out her hand towards a table
and it lifted from the floor immediately.
"Seriously?" Khalid scoffed as the table
rose to the middle of the air.
Octavia couldn't quite understand what his expression meant. But she tried to focus.
She turned the table around so it could
fly downwards in the air
"And how is this special?" Khalid asked.
"Even a kitten can crash this".
And with that, the table came crashing
on the floor, arousing laughter from his
rest of the people in the room.
Octavia flinched and felt bittered that
he'd crashed the table from her. She
bent her head as usual.
" Get your sister out of here, Mica", the Master said as he left his seat.
Becca stood up as well.
"We don't need a cockroach" he added
and started towards the door, arousing
more sniggers from the boys.
Getting to the door, he was about
turning the knob when it suddenly
caught fire.
The flames didn't hurt him, tho. But they
took him unawares and he withdrew his
hands quickly.
"Hah!" Becca gasped as they all turned to see the source.
It was Octavia - her hands were
stretched towards it with a streamline of
blood running down her nostrils.
Khalid's eyes darkened as he stared at
her.
"Please.." She whimpered.
"I just wanna stay"
Khalid stepped away from the door and
went to stand in front of her. Octavia was almost shaken, but tried her best not to look at him.
"You really are so determined, aren't
you?" He asked softly, his eyes on her
face, while her eyes stared at the floor.
"Mica" he called without raising his
voice.
His dark eyes were still glued to Octavia's face.
"Yes, Master" Mica rushed over and
bowed.
There was a short silence. Then, he said:
"Bring her to the hall at exactly 9 p.m."
"Yes, Master" Mica replied immediately
and taking one last look at Octavia, he
turned and walked away.
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*
"Octavia, are you sure about this?" Mica asked as they sat in the room together.
"You can still leave if you want to. I can
talk to one of the guards to convince
the Master",
Octavia just stared keenly at her and
suddenly lifted her hand to her hair.
"Why did you make your hair this way?"
She asked in her timid voice, touching
the ponk style on it
Mica scoffed and also touched the hair.
"Don't you like it?" she asked and Octavia smiled
"Its beautiful". She said.
The two sisters stared at each other for
a few seconds.
"You've changed" Octavia broke the
silence, her voice so soft as she spoke.
"I did? How?" Mica asked, even tho she
already knew what she was referring to.
"Your...your ways everything. You look
more...bold now" she said and Mica chuckled.
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To be continued!