Chapter 149: The Nightmare Before Christmas Part 5 (1/2)

Scarlett was troubled to say the least. Not only had she awoken in an unknown bedroom but she was wearing clothes that didn't belong to her. She felt anxious, not sure if she was dreaming or not. Sitting up in a large bed, she looked around the room not sure what to do. That was until the door to the bedroom opened. Three men were talking to each other as they stopped seeing Scarlett looking at them weary and dazed. ”Oh, I didn't expect you to wake so soon. How are we feeling today?” Scarlett retracted at the hand gesture with a scorn look ready to strike. The man raised his hands up, trying to usher her into a comfortable environment. ”It's alright, we're not here to hurt you. We found you half-dead in a secret Syndicate bunker. Do you remember who you are?”

”Where is my mother?”

”Your mother? You mean Kira Syndicate, yes? We aren't sure.”

Scarlett squeezed her eyes tightly, feeling alone. She took a long breath nodding. ”Where am I?”

”Somewhere safe. My name is Jack Dawn, this is my uncle Daemon and my cousin Eli. And you are Scarlett Syndicate correct?” Nodding she didn't give much of an answer. ”What did Syndicate do to you?”

”Trained me. Trained me for my purpose.”

”And what is that?”

”To overthrow V.I.R.A.L.”

”Jack, a word, please.” Daemon whispers turning his back to Scarlett. ”I don't know what's going through your head but this, this is going too far. We cannot trust the daughter of Syndicate. When the rest of the family hears wind of this, there will be consequences. Your leadership will be taken into consideration.”

”I'd like to see those bastards try and take it. She's just a girl Daemon.”

”A girl born Syndicate.”

”We should never have taken her. She's a threat to herself and us. We should do the right thing and hand her over to V.I.R.A.L. They would want to know about this plot.”

Scarlett overheard this panicking. She began crawling back, as Jack noticed. ”Scarlett. Don't.”

Scarlett defended herself in fear knocking Jack back into the wall as it began to crumble and break. She let go as Jack fell to his knees, coughing. Daemon's eye began twitching as he snapped. ”You little shit! You'll pay for that!”

Jack held his hand out panting. ”Wait a moment uncle. Just wait a moment.” He stood up, holding his neck. ”It's alright. Like I said, no one is here to hurt you. Say how old are you, Scarlett?”

”Nine…”

”Nine years old and you can do that at your age? Wow, no wonder Syndicate tried keeping you all hush-hush. If they have psychics like this at their age, we should all be very concerned.”

”But the question is, what should we do with her?” Eli asked.

”I've already made my answer clear Jack.” Daemon hissed.

Jack remained silent for a short while as he had an idea. ”Will you two leave me alone with our guest? Do not worry, I will be just fine.” The two left Jack alone as he smiled. ”Do you mind if I sit here?” Scarlett didn't give a response as Jack sat at the end of the bed looking out the window. ”When I was your age, I would always get up just before the crack of dawn, no matter what. It was a tradition for me to watch the sunrise on a new day. I would find it so inspiring that it would push me through the hardship I had that day. What the Syndicate did to you is unforgivable. They are monsters who treat their own like tools. I will make sure they pay for their crimes Scarlett.”

Scarlett glanced at Jack, confused as she whispered. ”Why?”

”Well, why not? Do we need a reason to save people from evil?”

Startled Scarlett lowered her guard slightly, speaking up. ”Who. Who are you?”

Jack stood up, giving her a warm smile. ”If you want your new family. You, of course, are not obliged to take my request. But if you do, I promise you will never have to go through the pain and hardships you have done before. You will be safe, and well looked after. That is what any growing child I believe needs. You don't have to make up your mind now, this is all very new so please take your time. Take all the time you need.”

”Yes please!” Scarlett squealed getting embarrassed, looking away. ”I mean. I would like that very much. But there is one thing…”