[Deus Palace]
At the out skirts of the city lay, a majestic building which could be termed as a mansion. Its beauty blended very well with the dark night trees and green during day. It contrasted it's grey facade with the bright full moon. The still winds silently blew the trees which had cast huge shadows here and there as the night bloomed. As usual the singers of the night, the crickets never failed to disappoint with their piece. Inside one of the rooms in the mansion, a red eyed hunk sat by the decent sized window, gazing the scene below.
Indeed it was breathtaking for it displayed the lit city of Legalese as well as the mini forest surrounding their house. A cold etched on his face as though it ran in his DNA. The night still young as he witnessed the small light moving objects from a far which he presumed as cars. He also heard the boom sound of music from the club, club Kembice, the most famous club and casino in Legalese. Just as his thoughts seemed to blend with the scenery, his phone that rested on a large desk a hair breadth away vibrated. He jolted from his thoughts and glanced at the phone.
Turning it on, he saw a message on his lock screen. He clicked on the screen and read the message and replied back.
[Farley: Zen come quickly to the club, I just saw him
Zen: ??
Farley: Denovo.
Zen: It looks boring, what's so great about him?
Farley: .... My bad I gave the wrong news. goodnight.]
With that the other party remained silent which frustrated Zenith slightly. He sighed helplessly and took his blazer together with his car keys and exited the room. On his way to the park yard, he stumbled into a certain face which he didn't want to see. He tried to walk past but he felt a hand tug at his wrist. He turned his neck and glanced at the pitiful doll like eyes. He hated those eyes but he had no time for the pretty face.
Shrugging off his wrist he sneered, "Yona let go! I already told you, I don't like you. Excuse me I still have something to do."
He wasted no second and sauntered towards the main door of the mansion. Yona Leo, had been the only female who entered the Deus mansion. Ever since she was young, she would come and play at the mansion, trying to talk to the cold hearted Zenith. Despite him being three years older than Yona, she still persisted in making him talk though his cold shoulder.
At that time, she fell in love with him yet he didn't care about anyone's feelings not even his family. The only person he cared for was taken away from him and was forbidden to seek for her. How could he have the nerve to fall in love? Since his father remarried, he had step siblings but to them he never existed in the family. His grand parents being friends with the Leos, made a marriage pact between him and Yona. He rebelled against them but it was all in vain so he stopped trying to convince them.
He had showed his dislike towards Yona and outwardly rejected her but she didn't give up. She kept on clinging onto him which forced him to begin avoiding her. Yona silently sobbed as she witnessed Zenith's backside fade away from her sight. She was hurt but she had got used it as he was already like this since young.
Yona clenched her fists, her eyes turning blood red, the colour of a blood thirsty vampire, "You'll beg me to love you one day, Zenith."
Outside the mansion, Zenith entered his car and sped towards the exciting city. Having received news about the arrival of the mysterious racer, Denovo, he had to see for himself. He was also amused when he saw the video of Denovo's racing style. Within an incense of a burning stick, Zenith reached the magnificent entrance of club 'Kembice'. Exiting his car, he covered his face with a dark mask and entered the club.
The usual procedures followed as he eventually arrived the silent lounge with slow piano music playing in the background. He scanned the surroundings until finally, he caught sight of a man with seaweed like long hair leaning on one of the large sofas, a tablet in his arms which he seemed to be lost in. Zenith headed towards him and slumped on the couch opposite him.
Feeling a presence, the man raised his head and gazed at Zenith's stoic face then smiled, "Heh! you finally came?"
Seeing the smug expression, Zenith cursed, " Yeah! so where's this Denovo?"
"The race began a few minutes ago so perhaps lets go watch. I've booked the VIP seats. We can watch properly. Will you need some popcorn?" he blabbered cheerfully.
Zenith rolled his eyes and threatened, "Farley! if you want me withdraw the investment for your upcoming movie, continue blabbering."
Farley faked a sob,"Bohoo! Zen you're not fun at all. I was just kidding."
Farley bantered endlessly with Zenith giving a picture of the perfect friends despite Zenith's cold face. They seemed to be pretty close as they walked side by side towards the direction of the spectators' area. The VIP area had few seats as most preferred the populated area. This time as they sat on the VIP seats, they were the only ones. Farley held a pack of popcorn which he occasionally munched on while watching the race.
A couple of rounds later, they saw a maroon car speed towards the finishing line, leaving the rest of the cars miles away from it. The car crossed the finishing line with a terrific reverse and a sharp drift. The crowd applauded loudly with excitement. Meanwhile, the commentator who had been awestruck slipped back to reality and announced amidst the roaring crowd, "Finally, Denovo won!"
Farley clapped cheerfully as he appreciated Denovo's racing skills. However, suddenly, he felt the temperature beside drop to negative. Only one person acted like an iceberg whenever he saw him appreciate another person. Farley decided to act dumb and gave him the 'I'm on the winning side look.'
Zenith suddenly commanded, "I want to compete with him. Hurry and tell the commentator."