Chapter 101: Lovestruck (1/2)
Emil's eyes snapped open as he continued to cough, holding his stomach in pain. The manor was on fire, and the bunker doors still wedged shut. His sight was still hazy as Butch helped him up. ”You still with me, bro?”
”Yeah, what happened?”
”Florence betrayed us. What the hell came over her like that?!” He barked pissed off. ”She took our father and Gale.”
”Shit, this couldn't get any worse. Has Zinnia came out?”
”Those doors haven't budged. Although I can't really confirm or deny that. For all, we know all of this could still be an illusion.”
Emil shook his head grumbling. ”No, she isn't that powerful. There're always little signs something's an illusion. Glitch spots.”
”So, we keep an eye out for those?”
Emil began coughing again waving his hand which Butch grabbed, keeping him balanced. ”Not that simple. She knows that's her weakness. She'll make those glitch spots appear everywhere to throw us off. Any idea why she betrayed you guys?”
”Zero, there were no signs. But it might have something to do with Monty.”
”Right, why don't we go and ask her then yeah?” Emil snarled walking to the ablaze mansion. Before they could enter, Jinx stepped in front of them, blocking their path. ”Jinx, move out of the way.”
”You're not with her, are you?”
Jinx laughed, wiping her eye. ”That loser? No, I had nothing to do with this.”
”Then stand aside.”
”I will, I will. But before I do, let's think about this? Maybe we should just let the age of Montagues end yeah?”
Butch stared at her with a pissed look. ”So, you are on her side.”
”I'm on no side here. I am merely a bystander watching the world burn with popcorn in hand. What happens tonight doesn't matter to me. Whether the old fart dies or not is all trivial. But ask this, does the Montagues deserve to carry on. I be it the old man isn't exactly the nicest guy on the block. He's manipulative and cunning, and he shot you in the leg Butch, which might I point out you've healed from quickly.”
”Helga works wonders.”
”That she does. Our father deserves whatever Florence gives to him. Hell, if the tables were any different, I would be in there reading him his fucking rights. But revenge really isn't my forte. It's a clique and dull, I prefer my knives sharp and ready for the kill, so do as you wish. Just remember who that man really is, what he will keep doing.” Jinx chewed down, stepping aside. ”She's all yours. Give Florence my regards.”
”You sure we can't convince you to help?” Emil questioned.
Jinx smirked walking away. ”For you no, I'll make this known now Emil, I don't like any of you. I despise you in fact, knowing I share the same family name with you all makes me sick beyond belief. Florence is almost doing me a favour.”
Butch gave a confused look turning to her. ”Then why the hell did you stick around? The hell did you complete the trials for?”
Jinx stopped in her tracks looking up to the night sky, shaking her head. ”Another time perhaps. Emil, I'll tell you everything on the battlefield. I'm entering the V.I.R.A.L league. Make sure your team does as well.”
”It's a promise,” Emil said before turning and running into the fiery building alongside Butch. ”Don't trust anything you see. Our goal is to rescue our father, this place can burn for all I care.”
”I must concur Florence getting the jump before me is surprising. Should have seen this coming. She played us all for fools.”