The sounds of broken objects echoed in 482 ears, he has been standing at Amy's door. Her screams and curses were at the top of her lungs, he didn't know what to do, he was afraid to walk in because there is a possibility that Amy will definitely smash his head on the wall. As another crash of a vase landed on the door, he had enough of it.
"163!!", He yelled stomping inside, his jaw dropped the room was a rack he had to close his eyes and opened them to make sure maybe he wasn't dreaming, "You are insane, 163", He said and began to pick up some broken object, "Are you hurt?".
Amy crossed her arms staring blankly at him, 482 eyed her palm. Sighing he walked to her, Amy understood his intention and moved away. She was still angry, and this boy here made her more angry.
"Leave", She said firmly not looking at him, "You are not permitted to walk in my room without my permission 482", Her cold voice didn't surprise instead he took her palm forcefully, it was bleeding and the cut was deep.
"You do know your rank is lowered, right?", He questioned staring at the bleeding palm as he ran his index finger on the cut, "You can't chase me out again".
Amy face didn't twitch in pain she stood there feeling no emotion and no pain. She didn't know how pain felt like anymore due to her anger.
"You should stop pushing yourself", 482 added pireceing his palm a little with a broken glass, he allowed his blood drop on her wound. Instantly the flesh healed up with no trace of any cut, "Good as new".
Amy freed her hand crossing her arms she didn't say anything but stared at a wall, with a long and yet deep sigh. 482 looked at her for a moment before going back to pick the broken glass on the floor.
"You know.. you can raise to the top again.... Amy", He made sure to call her name as soft as ever, "You have always been the best of us after all".
Amy scoffed, "Raise to the top?, please don't make me laugh you only raise to the top on the people you have killed and the mission you have accomplished nothing else".
482 rose with the broken vase and glass, "To raise to the top is risky I know but you did it, right?".
"Justin... you don't understand", She was now call him by his name showing him how serious she is, "You...."
"Did you feel guilty for killing those people?", He ask cutting her off, "You don't want to risk people's life to reach the top right?".
Amy frowned, "I don't care if the whole world burns for me to get my goal", She replied proudly. Nothing can stop her.
Justin nooded, "Understandable Amy, but this heir?", He just hit her jackpot, there is one rule among spies nobody kiss allowed to hurt an heir. And Grace... is the heir of their organisation she must be protected, "Will you hurt her to achieve your goal?, because as I can remember an heir is the respected being on earth, presidents thinks they are only one who has the top security in the world. Will you kill Grace just to achieve that?"
Amy was silent for awhile and Justin could only smirk. He has definitely hit her weak side.
"If she dies?", Amy suddenly asked shocking him to his core. This girl want to play with fire.
"You should think before you talk Amy. What are you thinking?, are you hoping Grace should die?".
"Yes", She replied with a smirk, "And I'm going to kill her".
The broken glasses slipped through his hand due to shock, he began to wonder if she was joking or serious. Killing an heir is punishable by death, they are meant to protect her not to kill her. Others outsides there organisations can be able to kill the heir that's why they have to protect her at all cost.
"You know it's a death sentence, right?", He asked hoping she said It by mistake.
"Yes, but it's worth it", She looked at her palm that cut moments ago, "Your hand?".
"Don't try to change the topic Amy".
"Your hand", She insisted firmly, Justin had no choice but show it to her. It was bleeding like crazy, she took his hand and place hers on his. Justin felt shivers of cold running through his veins.
Justin knew Amy doesn't do this to anyone, it still made him wonder where the cold and harsh Amy run off to?. He stared at her hand which was clasped on his hand, he could feel her fingers trembling as she tried to heal his wound.
"Amy..", He called.
She withdrew her hand after hearing his voice, "That will do for now you can head to James to treat you".
"I think you should be the one heading to James, Amy. What happened to your powers?".
They being in one of the most powerful spy organisation, 'The black eagle', they have been given additional powers which most people will say it's impossible. Their science and technology is ten times better than the outside world. No one could explain how the Black Eagle have been holding the position for years.
Amy stared at her palms and said, "It's improving".
Justin frowned, "Amy I won't take that... your fingers were trembling as tried to use your icy powers to cover up the flesh".
"And you felt pain when you cut open your flesh", She fired a glare.
Justin was totally stunned by her response and decided not to throw her questions again. But he couldn't help it.
"Are still going to kill Grace?".
Amy rolled her eyes, she managed to change the topic and now Justin doesn't want to back out on his questions. It annoyed her.
"Yes. Are you happy now?. Go to James to treat your wound, the ice won't hold the flesh for long if you don't want to bleed out in my room right?",She asked coldly.
Justin rolled his eyes exiting the room, leaving her alone. As the the door closed behind him, she kicked a table with such force it flew to the wall and broke instead of feeling pain she began to laugh.
"Oh Grace I can't wait to meet you personally".