Slave: Zero Chapter 9: Chapter 9
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Eric's eyes widened. That voice sounded faintly familiar to him. At the corner of his eyes he could see silhouettes zooming past the glass windows. Each of them shouting at one another, asking if they found the boy yet. The anger and power behind their voices caused a tremor in the room. Eric could see a glass cup of water vibrating, causing a wave of ripples. But their voices didn't just strike the whole room in fear, it struck him. At that moment his previous adrenaline rush completely left him. He was Eric again. A boy without power, that can only rely on the wills of fate. Suddenly, he felt one of his young captures slowly relinquish their grip on him. As he turned around he was met by the question. "What did you do?" Eric finally remembered that voice. It belonged to that other girl from the field. "Me and Thon went into a store to get some supplies for Atem, but there were soldiers there." He said, conveniently leaving the other part out. "What's wrong with him?" The boy asked. Eric hesitated for a moment before responding. "He got burned, really badly during the protesting." "He was one of the people who got burnt?" The girl asked in disbelief. Eric nodded. A pause hung in the air before she asked. "How bad is it?" "I haven't seen him this morning, but it's probably really bad. It took us a while to put the fire out and it covered his entire body. So…" They nodded. He didn't even need to finish, they understood. Despite that most of the girl's face was covered, he could see her eyes that was laid by a layer of tears. "Are those the supplies?" Eric nodded. "Wait, what about Thon, where is he?" She asked, her voice breaking. Eric paused. "He…. he told me to take these and run." He said, gesturing to the bags of supplies. "How many of them were there? Did he get caught?" The boy asked. "I don't remember exactly how many there were, but it's." "What do you mean, you don't remember how many there were." The girl asked, her tone lit with fire. "I just don't remember exactly." "You left him,... didn't you." Her tone dropped. "No, no, he told me to take these and run. I didn't leave him." Drops of sweats swam down his face, some burned his eyes. Eric glanced over to the boy, only to see him folding his arms, sighing. "Nyangdeng, calm down." The girl quickly switched her fiery glare towards him. "YOU BELIEVE HIM." She shouted. "Keep your voice down." "Papa is dead, Atem is hurt, and Thon is missing, and we don't even know if he is dead or not." "...." The boy began tapping his feet, and scratching his wrist fiercely, looking away from her. "And you're not even saying anything." She said, as she pushed him. The boy quickly retaliated and pushed her back, sending her tumbling towards a glass cabinet, completely shattering it. As a result of the impact, several alcohol bottles fell over, but luckily for her none harmed her. She slowly fell down, as she steered up at her brother, shaking. "Shut up. You think that you're the only one who is sad. I watched my dad get torn to pieces by bullets, while you were with mama, bitching like always." As he spoke his voice elevated, causing the vibration of the counter, and the clinking of the glass bottles on the shelf. "On top of that I got shot in the leg while carrying you because you wouldn't stop bitching about your sprained ankle." The girl remained silent. Her mouth opened and closed as if she was trying to find words to soothe her brother's anger. Meanwhile Eric just stood there, unsure if it's his place to step in or not, until finally he mustered enough courage to take a step forward and open his mouth. But before he could intervene, the boy looked over at him. "Your name is Eric right? That's what the old man called you." Eric nodded, then the boy handed him a mask. "Take this. It might help with the smell." "What smell?" "You will see." The boy rolled up a carpet that exposed a circular cover, as soon as he took the cover off, Eric's nose was attacked by a vicious smell. Just a sin