Devil's Contract

6

Last thing I remembered was the sand filled air before a hot woman tilted my face up towards her. I dared not move, if I wasn't threatened right now with a knife below my chin, I would have at least talked. Her siren eyes looked directly in mine, I took notice of a mole right below her right eye.

"Let him go," Her voice was deeper than I expected.

It took me a moment before I realized what she meant by that. A slight pressure pressed on my arm, peach-head was still holding onto me.

"Well?" She tilted her head, sliding the knife slowly as it pricked my skin. My heart was racing every second, just having her in front of me sent shivers down my body.

I could see her other hand slowly creeping up, stopping once peach hair's body ruffled on the sand.

"Civilian?..." His voice cracked midway.

The knife that was once on my throat dropped on my lap in a mere second, the owner of it jumping on peach hair.

My first instinct was reaching forward to help peach hair but then stopping when I noticed them in an embrace.

"Jasmine?" He questioned once again.

She was almost too unpredictable.

I only blinked for a second before I saw Jasmine breaking their hug and slamming her palms against peach hair's face. A loud clap erupted like an explosion along with a shriek, I assumed to see a red mark slowly forming on his cheek if it wasn't night.

"How many times do I need to tell you not to pull another stupid stunt? How many fucking times do I need to save you before you get yourself killed? Do you understand how hard it was to find you this time?" Each syllable, every word got more aggravated and loud until she was screaming. Jasmine's brows were furrowed, both of her hands running back her hair.

In return, his face shifted down as he spoke something in audible.

"What was that? Say it to my face, Leo,"

Ah. The name reveal waited too long.

"I just wanted to save her..."

Jasmine's focus comes back to mine again, her expression not budging into another.

"You," Her voice was as poisonous as a snake's venom.

A mini prison cell wrapped around me before I could react, it was luminous yet a hint of transparency. I looked up as a sudden shadow crept behind me, a hooded person with no hint of face showing. It was pretty delayed, I would say, but my heart dropped again for the 13th time today. 

"Xyla, teleport please," I heard Jasmine call out but my focus stayed on the void inside the hood. 

"I told you this already, it takes up too much energy," It was still staring at me. 

"How else are we supposed to be home?"

My jail cell starts floating up, carrying me. I look away from the hooded person to notice everyone floating midway. 

"This way, of course," I could sense a small smile on the person without seeing them. 

And just like that, I rode the winds once again, this time with more company.