His Identity

They're... gone

The brick flew from my hand, ready to hit the man at the door. But to my shock, it didn't happen.  The brick crashed on something like an invisible force field and bumped back. I instantly ducked, making the brick hit the wall behind me and shatter into powder.

"Now that, was a heartwarming welcome."

The man near the door expressed, amused. He wore a mask just like I imagined him to. He had a strongly built, tall, and handsome frame. He would strike someone as in his late forties. He had strands of grey hair, thin lips that were curled into a wicked grin.

Mar came and stood next to me as if telling me I'm not alone. And there is no way that I would have let you get beaten alone. Something she had said earlier, echoed in my mind. 

"Ayish, were you expecting us to hug you and pat you in the back?" Marlene rolled her eyes.

"Amusing, very amusing," the man said, his evil grin growing wide. I really wanted to punch this man across his face, but I restrained myself from doing so. I'm not dumb. There is definitely some barrier around him, making it impossible to flex a good punch.

"Go and get yourself a circus if talking about amusement," I spat the words in pure hatred.

"While this is very engaging," the man smirked, "you might be wondering why you are here." 

Neither Marlene nor I spoke a word. "The answer is simple my dears," he continued. "You were out past curfew which is apparently against the law of our city. The law can be hard but it applies to everyone identically."

For a moment, I just contemplated the man and took the scene in front of me. I gasped and covered my mouth. My features were undoubtedly getting pale. How was I this dumb? I broke the convenience law. The city guards took me and locked me in a prison cell. I know this man even though I really don't. 

It still doesn't explain why the guards had to kidnap us, or why this man wanted to see us in person. I need to clear the air.

"You are the masked murderer Trevor mentioned," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Soon as the words escaped my lips, I regretted it.

"Oh Trevor, my dear old colleague," the man grinned. At that, Marlene went white because the information is probably new to her. When the girl's eyes searched mine, I gave her a 'later' look. "How much I miss him," he said with false sincerity. 

I wanted to snort at how ridiculous he sounds. You don't miss people after ditching them or unfriending them. Is that even a word?

"But now I might get a chance to meet him again." Fake enthusiasm made him clap his hands. "Thanks to you, of course."

So he knows. He knows we are from the USA. Well duh, I just spilled the beans. Also, Marlene was wearing the practice outfit that I barely expected the man not to know. "I won't be much help," I said, in the hope to get ourselves out of this. "It's been only three months for me."

"You're right," the man shrugged. "But the other will be enough." He pointed a crooked finger at Mar.

"NOO!" I screamed but it was too late. Two of the city guards blocked me from reaching the girl. The other two tried to get a hold of Mar, but they should know that she isn't someone who gets defeated so easily. She threw a punch at one of the guard's faces, which actually made him stumble back, holding his nose. As for me, I was helpless in this situation. The two strong disgusting arms held me in place, while I made weak and empty attempts on fighting them. My breath caught, and I gasped. One guard stabbed Mar's shoulder with something that looked like a needle.