Forsaken Tower (boyxboy)

3. To Hide from Unwanted Attention

Forsaken Tower: Chapter 3 - To Hide from Unwanted Attention

Parasite

After the match ended, I was stopped at the exit by a salmon-skinned young lady with silver glittery makeup and deep pink rose petals for ears, Rose Changeling Tribe. She smiled at me with familiarity, I knew her well. I would say we were acquaintances. 

"Hello, Briar Rosedarling," I muttered.

"My Lady summons you," Briar says with an ounce of superiority. She was ranked higher than me, 159, I think. Pretty damn good but in truth, she didn't fight for her rank, she stole it, literally. She was a renowned thief in the Tower. The only reason no one had come for her by means of physical fights was because she ran with Number Four. Number Four always protects her subordinates. And Number Four fought her way to the top. No one wanted to be on the wrong side of Number Four.

"Now?" I raised an eyebrow in surprise. "She wants to see me covered in sweat and blood?"

Briar smirked. "You are sexier that way, but yes, now."

I didn't question it, but it was strange as Number Four usually gave me a ten-minute break after my fights so that I "Don't dirty the nice carpet". I followed Briar up the spiral staircase to the third-highest floor of the Forsaken Tower. Number Four's apartment-suite-mansion-place had a nice elven door decorated with precious gems and expensive metals. Outside it stood two guards, I think one was a West Lakes Druid and the other was a Star Elf.

She knocked on the door, three quick raps and it opened itself. Briar made a gesture for me to enter, but she stayed by the door. I rolled my eyes, Number Four really liked her etiquettes. I walked in soundlessly, my boots made no sound in the fluffy thick white carpet that lined the floor. The first thing I saw was a massive foyer and a grand staircase. I turned off to one side, like usual, it was the lounge room. Empty and furnished modernly with large abstract paintings on the walls.

"I'm here," I called out to the empty halls. I heard footsteps coming up quietly behind me, she was trying to surprise me, but it didn't work, my ears could pick up much lower decibels than she thought. An arm reached over my shoulders and stroked down my blood-covered shirt. 

Number Four, Darlene Zhaniery. 

Battle Elf.

"Did you miss me?" she whispered into my ears as she slowly peeled off my clothes. I disliked her with a certain passion, but being in an "act", there were certain rules I had to follow and to not break character was the first of them.

"Of course," I lied as I turned my head to see her striking red hair and bloodthirsty eyes. I smiled charmingly and kissed her forehead, her hands slid downwards as I swallowed the nausea building up in my stomach. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I felt her naked body against my back, it didn't excite me, it made me want to vomit, but I couldn't do that either. Darlene was ranked higher than me, much higher. We had a bargain going on.

She pushed me onto the couch and crawled over me, enthusiastically sucking and licking my ice-cold but sweat-covered skin. "Of all the company I have, you always intrigue me the most," she said with a seductive smile.

"But I come at a price," I reminded her, turning my face away from her as she tried to kiss me. It wasn't that I wasn't into girls, I didn't care much for genders, more so I wasn't into her specifically. I was rarely into anyone these days.

"Harsh as always," she didn't care. "I heard a rumour, someone has their eyes on Number Ten, someone from the outside."

"Who?"