"I need it."
"You must be a fool, Octavia,to think l'd
ever comply" he snarled.
"First of all, you and your evil sister set me up and almost ruined me. Secondly, you should
know me, l'll never do anything to help any member of the X-family. So, what you're asking for is umpossible, Octavia because you're all my enemies".
"We didn't set you up" her voice was thin.
"We never....We never wanted thing's to
go that way. It was just a coincidence"
"Shut the f**k up, Octavia!" He slammed
"I don't even want to see you here. So, just get the f**k out!"
"Please..." She whimpered.
"I'm ready to do anything. Just let me have it... please".
His countenance dropped as he seemed
more calm and leaned back on his chair.
He smoked deeply from his pipe and let
the silence pass.
For a second, Octavia thought of using her powers on him. But she knows Michael. If he didn't want to give the antiode to her, he never would - no matter the amount of torture.
So, it was only going to be a waste of time and put her in more danger.
"You know" he scoffed, his voice sounding less harsh.
"I never thought you'd ever want to use
the red antiode for anything, Octavia. Not after what it did to you".
Her eyes dimmed; her Jaws clenched.
She bent her head low in chastitment.
Oh! Please, she needed him to change the topic.
"But anyway", he chuckled.
"If you really want the antidote, you'll have to pay a little price".
She looked up at him, her heart racing heavily.
"What price?" She asked and his lips formed up in a dark smile.
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Mica groaned when she heard another
knock on the door.
Oh! Not again!
She stayed put and didn't make a move
and the knock came again.
What the hell is wrong with this guy?
Why would he demand for Octavia on a
day like this?
The heavy knock came again and this time around, he opened the door.
The hell, she didn't know how he did that, but he opened the door and barged in.
"Where's she?'' he snarled and Mica sprang on her feet.
"How dare you, Moscow? How dare you
just barge in here?!" She snapped.
"Don't give me that tone, Mica. Where's
she? Where's Octavia?" His eyes were
going round the place.
"I told you, she's sick and needs some rest."
"So, where the f**k is she?!"
"I don't know!" She screamed back at him and there was a pause.
Moscow chuckled and moved away.
"She isn't here, right?" He asked.
"I saw her leaving. Where did she go?"
Mica's eyes dimmed. What???
He saw her leaving??
How possible??
"I'm asking you for the last time, Mica! Where did she go?" Mica didn't say a word as she was gobsmacked.
He saw her leaving? That explains why
he had insisted on seeing her.
Damn it! How did it happen?
"She's definitely going to regret it by the
time she comes back" Moscow said
with an evil grin and turned around to leave. Mica was paranoid; their secret was trying to get exposed.
She watched him walk towards the door and not thinking straight, she released
her powers on him and made him groan
in pains until he collapsed.
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Octavia returned back to camp, following the secret Mica had told her so she doesn't get caught.
She went straight to the room, her small
bag with her and as soon as she knocked on the door, Mica opened up.
"Did you make it?"
Immediately, her voice coming out as a
whisper and Octavia nodded and brought the tiny bottle from her bag.
Relief and surprise flashed in Mica's eyes.
"Come in. Come in" she urged and Octavia hurried in.
But Octavia was shocked to find Moscow being tied to the chair, looking unconscious.
What?
"What happened to him?" She turned to
Mica and ask and Mica rolled her eyes.
"It's a long story. We don't have much
time. How were you able to get the
antiode, Octavia? How did you convince
him?" She asked and Octavia felt her
systems turn.
"He...He asked for a little price. And I gave it to him" she answered timidly and Mica's brows arched.
"A little price?" she asked.
"What price, Octavia?"
Silence.
"Octavia..."
"We need to get the antiode to Khalid, Mica" she cut her off, calmly.
"Let's get it to him".
She dropped her bag and started walking
towards the door and Mica hesitated a little before following her.
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Getting to the Master's room was another dangerous bridge to cross.
There were guards at the entrance and aside that, they also had Becca to deal with because she hadn't left his side since the previous night.
Mica and Octavia had to think of an
effective way to get through to her; but
it seemed so difficult. Really difficult.
How would they do it? Octavia needed
to be alone in the room to give him the
antiode.
"I think I have a plan" Mica suddenly
tapped Octavia and said.
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Becca was sitting in front of the bed as
usual, holding Khalid's hand as she wept.
Oh! What would she ever do without him?
What would she do when he's gone?
She might not survive it.
She sniffed and wiped her tears with the
back of her palm repeatedly.
She wished there was something she
could do anything at all. She'd have
done it. But her hands were tied and the
whole thing was trying to affect her
sanity.
Oh! Khalid.
She sobbed.
Shortly, the door opened, but she didn't
bother to check who it was.
She just focused on Khalid and only
bothered when her name was called:
"Becca"
She turned and saw it was Mica. Oh.
She sniffed again
"What is it, Mica?"
Mica hesitated a little.
"Becca... sorry to disturb but... I think I
might have a solution t the Master's
health".
Becca's heart beamed immediately. For
the first time in 20 hours, she heard
something that made her heart beat
faster.
She let go of Khalid's hand and stood
up.
"Wh...What is it, Mica? Let me hear it out" she was obviously anxious, her eyes shining so bright.
Mica sighed inwardly as she had gotten
her, just exactly where she wanted.
"You need to come with me" she said
and Mica didn't need to be told twice.
She turned and glanced at Khalid, her
heart beating faster than normal.
"Fine! Let's go!" She said anxiously and
they walked out of the room together.
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To be continued!