The Most Random Story

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 6

Are Not Ment

-_- Claide's POV -_-

"Argh! Damn! That hurt!"

I slowly opened my eyes to see where am I...

I am in a room with a fine bed and two men in black, black guys standing at the door next to each other~, noticing that I'm awake a guy whispered into his collar with a some sort of a microphone attached-, pressing his finger onto his ear the two guys looked at each other and nodded to each other.

The guy on the right side of the door walked towards me and giving me a sign to stand up, and the other guy at the left opened the door. As I stand I heard clacking of heels that echoe through the corridor that is getting closer and closer.

A beautiful young woman wearing black framed glasses and in formal suite attire, holding a thin tablet appeared through the opened door.

"Master wants to see you."

I moved towards her and the two men in black, black guys followed me. With her on my side and the two at the back, we arrived at the end of the corridor that has a wheeled door, one of the black, black suited guys opened it for us.

A salty win swept into my face, and saw that we were on a ship.

When we got out, the woman in glasses lead the way up to the second floor.

As I wonder where we are, some words slipped through my mouth and was loud enough to be heard by my three escorts. "Where are we?" A big wave from the ocean hit the ship that swayed it...

"Mr. Claide we are at the middle of the Pacific Ocean." A man showed up at the front. (SFX: Thunder Clap) "And we are slightly experiencing a storm." He started to walk towards the railings and stretched out his hands as if he is firing a repulsor of Iron Man. "Come, lets go into the top deck."

We walked slowly maintaining our balance-, and while walking we are pretty much being soaked with salt water coming from the side-, walking deck by deck we reached the top and entered a room which is furnished with elegant couches and tables and has a chandelier, uptop, swinging left and right.

"So my friend...-" the man walked towards the table with wines and glasses displayed and opened a bottle of Chateau Margaux (one of the most expensive wine as of today), and poured it into two wine glasses... "...are you sure that Gin would come and save you?"

I laughed and took the glass of wine and sipped onto it...

"Yes Mr. Maricio he will come and 'rescue me', there is no doubt about that."

"Come and sit, we are now here to celebrate the upcoming death of Gin Crossford. But before that tell me why do you have a grudge for Gin?"

"My friend, you might laugh if I tell you because of how shallow my reason be..., well any case, it began..."

<FLASHBACK>

6 years ago.

When I was 11 years old.

Me and Gin are walking in a mall with my parents, visiting shops and stalls, buying clothes and food, when we decided to take a break I told my mom that Gin and me will play at the arcade at the rear end of the mall.

When mom and dad approved, we ran into the arcade and I enjoyed myself up until I was satisfied, Gin was also playing but strangely he seems like he is not enjoying himself-, at that moment Gin looked at me and grabbed my arm and started to run, I know that he's pretty much athletic, but I couldn't keep up with his pace and after a while he somewhat noticed that I was not keeping up with him so he slowed down enough to let me rest while running.