Chapter 432 - Four Hundred And Thirty-two: Proud Of Neon (1/2)

The third point of view:

Isabella was right, the panic room was located in Maya's room. The moment they had entered, the dust and cobwebs launched a full onslaught on them - showing nobody has been there for a long time now.

It was obvious to Isabella that her father could have had the room cleaned but he must have kept it intentionally this way - what were the chances Miguel would think of a secret room in this kind of dirty place? They would turn back right away.

Finding the entrance might be hard for others but Isabella has lived with her mysterious father for years and knows how his mind works. With the kids watching, she squatted down beside the bed and started feeling around for something.

”Gotcha!” She exclaimed when her hand hit a button and seconds later, the shelf behind them opened to reveal a spacious room devoid of anything and had its walls painted entirely white. The white color didn't calm them down at all, it freaked the kids out the more - It definitely lived up to its name ”panic room”

”We should go in,” Isabella told her siblings who had a stubborn look on their faces. From the look of things, their entry into the room wouldn't be voluntary - she might have to be forceful here.

”We left mother out there, literally fed her to the wolves!” Aimee complained, tears threatening to well up in her eyes.

”It's good to know that you know your adage well,” Isabella intentionally made a joke out of her complaint.

Do they think she was okay with leaving Reina back there? No, she was barely hanging on here but she understood her mother's fear - her siblings were of the utmost concern here.

”You said we would fight!” Allen accused her, ”What's the point of the whole weapon thing then?” he gestured to his spider friend that had miniaturized, and wrapped around his wrist like some sort of scrawny bracelet.

”Impressive,” Isabella would have praised his robot but she was sure as hell no one would appreciate that comment at the moment.

”There's no point of fighting because your gadgets are toys against guns!” She raised her voice a little high to get the point into their brain. Do they think things were done easily as said or planned? They had just one life; there was no coming back a second time.

She went on, ”These men are hardened criminals who wouldn't hesitate to end your sweet little life. Your mother has a valid reason for sending you, no, us, away,” Isabella hoped they understood now.

She thought wrong.

”Then, let me die with mommy!” Neon blurted out, and before she could stop him, the boy fled out of the room.

”Neon!” Isabella was flabbergasted. She looked left and right as if searching for help from her other siblings - who didn't look willing to help. Yep. None .

”We have more chances of winning if we work together,” Allen suggested.

”That is a bad idea,” Isabella shook her head.

”Take it or leave it, ”Ailee insisted.

”Deal, let's go then” Isabella gave in, seeing no other choice here. She wanted to find that troublemaker Neon before he caused more problems or worse, the enemy shoots him down thinking he's a threat - a small threat.

”Neon, wait!” They went after the boy who ran further away from them, thinking his siblings were coming to stop him.

Neon didn't even think of stopping, not even to catch his breath. He had lost his first mother - Jennifer - to illness and refused to lose his second kind mother - Reina - as well.