The cost of Infinity

Chap 9: I need a plan

After Sin leaves, I spend my first few moments just taking in my surroundings. I let my eyes travel over everything in the room until it's all too blurry to see. Tears stream down my face as the emotions I had been holding in come flooding out like a dam that finally collapses after having an unattended crack. What good does it do to be the savior of a species if you lose everything you loved in the process.

I lean against a wall just to feel like I have a shred of support from somewhere when I practically fall into a second room. I stumble in and realize it's an extension of my room, and it's enormous. To my left is a full kitchen setup; to the right, the floor dips into a circle with steps that remind me of a Greek amphitheater, and a fire pit sits at the base of the last step. That's a safety hazard. But if it's in here, they must know how to prevent fires. In front of me is... MY STUFF!!! My books, my art supplies, my crystal figurines, my manga collection. It's all here! The joy I feel can't be described in words when I see my personal things.

I walk closer to the bookshelf, and I notice another door off to the side. I walk in, and it's a second bedroom. This must be the master bedroom; the walls are matte black with one grayish-looking accent wall; in the center is a black bed with silver silk sheets and a black comforter. Behind the bed are two large pictures. one is of a tall tree, and the other is just the tops of the branches. Half of the pillows are silver silk, just like the sheets, but the other half is brown like the tree trunk. I admire the decor; I've always been a sucker for the fine details. I walk further into the room and open a dresser; just as I suspected, my clothes are in it. I open all of the drawers and get a complete change of clothes.

I look for the door that leads to the bathroom. All I want right now is a hot shower. I don't stink, so I know my body was being cleaned while I was in that room; I just don't know how. Suddenly I remember what Sin said. If I need anything, just tell her goon squad, and they will take care of it. I set my clothes on the bed and head back to the door. It opens automatically, and the goons turn around to face me. they also step closer together to block my way out. "I need one of you to show me where the shower is and how to use it," I say in a mildly aggravated tone. They look at each other as if I had asked what the meaning of life is, but finally, one of them turns back to me and nods. He holds out his arm and starts to walk away as if he is gesturing for me to follow him, so I do. We walk through my new living room and into the bedroom. He places his hand on a wall, and suddenly a door opens.

I step into a bathroom fit for a queen—marble floors, a claw foot tub, walk-in shower, and "his and her" sinks, or maybe I should say her and her. Wait, matching sinks!? Why do I need two? Suddenly it dawns on me. oooohhhh, she's going to be living here with me! Okay, inny, don't panic, she didn't say she lives here. None of her stuff seems to be here either, so no need to get worked up yet. I realize her guard goon has returned to his post, so I get my clothes off the bed and fill up the tub.

Next to the tub is a set of jars, and when I open them, the contents shine like diamonds. The first has a soft yellow glow and smells like warm vanilla, the next is a light purple and smells like lavender, the last is a pink hue and smells like cherry blossoms. I use the small spoon that sits on a tray next to the jars and put half a spoon of vanilla and half a spoon of cherry blossoms. The water starts to fizz, and for the first time since I woke up in this place, I'm filled with a sense of pure excitement.

That was the most relaxing bath I've ever had, and to say I needed it was an understatement. I walk out of the bedroom and smell something divine. I look over to the kitchen expecting to see a chef cooking, but instead, A fully prepared meal sits on the counter waiting for me. I walk over and look at the food. It was steak, mashed potatoes, and green beans. If they had food like this, why the hell was I eating caramel butter fruit bars? I wonder. I practically inhale the meal, and as soon as I'm done, the dishes evaporate, but I hear them being placed in the cabinets.

Okay, this is the part I could get used to.

I go over to the bookshelf, and I search for something to read. Sure enough, the last book I was reading was on the shelf with my bookmark still in it. It's a gold feather with a black seashell with a gold outline hanging on by a gold thread. It came in a set of three. My mom got the all gold seashell, and my sister got the turquoise and gold one. I must admit it was the perfect reminder of home.

As I'm pacing the living room (a habit I've always had when reading a good book), I hear the far-off bedroom door open. I stop dead in my tracks as Sin enters the room in her commander uniform. For the first time in my life, I understood why some people say they love a woman in uniform. Her uniform was all black, with gold buttons going down the front of the jacket. It had a high neck collar which made her look even more authoritative, and I didn't think that was possible. Her hair was pulled back into a long braid.

I sat the book on the counter next to me as she slowly approached me. Suddenly I realized just how little clothing I had on. I grabbed the strings of my pajama shorts and started to tie them when suddenly I felt her hand under my chin lifting it up. Our eyes lock, and she cocks her head to the side. She gives me a devilish half grin as she starts moving her lips towards my neck "do you really think that's going to stop me" she whispers. I swallow hard, my right leg starts to shake, and I shut my eyes as tight as I can. If there is a higher power, I could definitely use some intervention right now, I think to myself.

Just then, a voice calls out, "Commander Sinumbra," she stops and turns away. Her goon stands in the doorway. "you're needed at the headquarters room" she nods to acknowledge him. She turns back to me, locking eyes for a brief moment. "we'll finish this later," she says, and she walks out of the room. I finally exhaled; that was too close for comfort.

Why the hell did I just stand there like a deer in headlights. It's supposed to be fight or flight, Not stand there and let it happen. Ugh! my instincts won't save me, but I have to do something. I need a plan.....