YOU POV:
My father, mother, and I walked up to the cell that Brad was in. My dad stopped and turned to us.
"We will keep it simple. Where is Dox, where is Loki, and what did he do to that tempad. That's all we need to know. But of course Brad knows us and our tactics. Which is what makes this interesting but most important. Brad is a asshole. SO don't let him get under your skin. Okay, y/n" said my dad.
"What" I asked.
We entered the cell and Brad turned to face us on his little stool.
"When are you going to take this thing off and start treating me like a royal" asked Brad.
"I don't work for you" I said.
"Oh that's a good point. So shut up" said Brad.
We walked up to Brad.
"We don't listen to a royal who abandoned his people" said my mom.
"I didn't abandon anything. I was protecting my part of the underworld. Same as you so why are you mad at me" asked Brad.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed the tempad from my jacket.
"Let's start simple. What did you do to this tempad" I asked holding up the tempad.
Brad looked at my dad surprised like when a child gets in trouble and you expect the parent to correct the child.
'Answer the question" said my dad.
Brad turned back to face me.
"How's your nose y/n? I didn't punch you too hard earlier did I" asked Brad.
"Brad" said my father.
'You don't care about my nose but the bleeding did stop and I'm fine. Now, answer my question. What did you do to the tempad" I asked.
"It blocks your trackers" said Brad.
"No it doesn't" said my dad.
"Ya no shit it doesn't" said Brad.
"Brad listen, I don't want to have to hurt you. I just want to find Loki and know what you did with this tempad" said my father.
"I don't know where he is. Besides, why do you care what I was doing in MY section of the underworld" said Brad.
"There are lives at stake" I said.
Brad looked at me surprised.
"Oh you have some nerve y/n. There are lives at stake" said Brad.
He laughed a little.
"You know why we never hang out with humans? Hmm? Its you, you humans are the problem" said Brad.
I frowned at Brad.
"Think about it. You're the problem. The thing is you all think you're special but you're not. Humans are nothing more then the property of God. So accept that" said Brad.
I laughed a little.
"You're right. I'm just a human" I said.
"Y/n" said my dad.
"One moment" I said.
I walked closer to Brad.
"Here's where you're wrong. I'm not anyone's property" I said.
I lifted my leg up and kicked Brad off the stool.
"So let's try another question" I asked.
I walked over the stool and stood over Brad. I grabbed his shirt and squated over him.
"Where, is Loki" I asked in his face.
"You're way to obsessed with the one that killed you" said Brad.
Brad looked at my dad.
"They need therapy. I can recommend someone if you ant to work that out" said Brad.
"Okay" said my dad as he walked up to pull me off of Brad.
We walked away from Brad and Brad sat on his little stool.
"Control your little child Mobius" said Brad.
"That a got a tense" said my dad.
We were silent for a second.
"Hey I good one. Knock knock" said my dad.
Brad signed annoyed.
"Whose there" asked Brad.
"Brad" said my dad.
