Souls: The Revenge Seeker

CHAPTER 12 - Strip Me

Olympia's POV

"S-Sir...S-Sir" I repeatedly stuttered, unable to say even one line of sentence. Slowly he turned to face me with his eyes furrowed.

The tension was getting thick, awkward and intense that I began sweating even though the room was clearly mild and chill. The ground beneath me was already shaking.

When his eyes bored into mine, I gulped on my saliva with my breath coming to a halt. My mind whirled at how beautifully made he was. He was just undescribably handsome and perfectly built.

Is he really from earth? Of course not, he's just too handsomely cruel to be human. Not that any of us are even humans, I rolled my eyes at my thought.

"Why did you leave the institute?" his voice pierced into my thoughts, bringing me back to reality and reminding me the mess I'm in. I shivered as my lips quivered

"S-Sir....Sir...I..." I still couldn't say a thing and I knew how much grave I was digging for myself. But I just couldn't say anything, like my throat was closing up.

He glared at me uncannily, making me to swallow hard as my palms began trembling. I knew if I didn't say anything, my lifeless body would be thrown into a pit.

"Ahem...I...I..I just sensed my baby..baby sister was in trouble so I teleported. I mean..I made use of my Beaming power" I gibbered as fast as I could. He looked at me shrouded with harsh doubt.

After a brief silence, he suddenly laid out a snort; perhaps because of my excuse. But my excuse was worth it and it's not like I was even lying.

"You are a one Shiveral right?" he inquired as he walked over to his bar-corner refilling his emptied glass cup.

I cowered to answer his expected question. "No..I'm a three Shiveral, Advanced Telekinesis, Telepathy and Beaming" I answered with a hint of courage, surprising myself.

Surprise passed over his face and he nodded thoughtfully. "Nice. Now knee down, you must surely receive your punishment for leaving these walls" he ordered and I gaped.

My eyes popped out, almost leaving its socket. What punishment is he going to give me? I wondered.

I wanted to be recalcitrant but the stink eye he gave me forced me to flinch and I immediately went on my knees. I never thought his bizarrely gaze would ever make me succumb to something against my will.

"Strip me"

His voice rushed to me like a heavy wave causing goosebumps to cover my whole body. My whole world blocked out at his words. My ears were vividly deceiving me, no! he can't tell me to 'Strip him'

Geez! fear can make someone start hearing surreal things.

"I said Strip me. I hate repeating myself". His tone was cold and signifying an air of resolution. I felt so mortified because clearly my ears weren't hearing wrongly.

He really did want me to strip him. How can I strip a man? Oh no, I hope he doesn't want me to strip him. I can't, my dignity and fear can't be trampled by someone who doesn't care about me.

"S-Sir....Sir I can't, I'm...I'm still a virgin" I gibbered in fright. He can't purposely want to take advantage of me with authority accompanying it.

He arched his eyebrows at me, slightly confused. "What nonsense are you talking about? I asked you to remove my shoes not my clothes". His tone was like a little baby trying to defend himself.

"I'm not going to do any such" I rasped rolling my eyes but unintentionally. But at least I felt relieved and stupid at the same time. He's not going to give me an easier punishment after what I just blurted.

"Get on your knees" he commanded but not with so much effect.

"You can't force me into something I do not want to do" I rasped annoyingly accompanied with an eye roll and a huff. My both hands rose and landed on my hips to wait for his reaction.

It didn't occur to my knowledge that he was a real monster. Everything became hot, the room was slowly turning into an oven. My whole body itched like some thousand needles were piercing into my skin at the same time.

I could feel my body starting to burn, an internal burn accompanied with unbearable itches. I began scratching myself and grunting, to the extent I started unzipping my dress for air.

My eyes darted to the King to find a half smile tugging at his lips. So he was the one doing this to me. I had no option but to do the impossible unless I would stand naked right before him.

Or perhaps that's what he wants, I pondered and swiftly the burning and itches intensified. I was forced to fall on my knees again grovelling and pleading for him to stop.

After much pleadings and cries, the burning and itches started dying off. I began panting to catch my breath, I rised my head up to look at him. He had a semblance of satisfaction plastered on his face.

I clenched my eyes, I just needed to leave this place ASAP or else he would continue torturing me nonstop. I envisioned my institute and room, trying to use my Beaming power.

I opened my eyes again to still find myself in his room. My Beaming power didn't work, rather I felt so weak and whacked.

It was like I got involved in a slavery labour work and now I'm akin to weakness. I tried using my other powers but none worked.

I navigated my eyes towards him again, he had already emptied his glass and now making a click sound on it with his ring.

"You should have known better than to mess with me" he spat and walked to his window, staring outside serenely. Tears brimmed in my eyes to remember what Lindy once upon a time told me.

"He has the ability of Power Stripping, the power to temporarily or permanently take away the ability of a supernatural"

He just stripped my powers away from me and now I feel like trash. Yeah, before I use to think that my power was a gifted curse but now, I'm crying for the same gifted curse that has left me.

"That's your punishment, now get lost" he growled like my mere presence alone irritated him. I felt so useless and defeated.

But what was I really thinking? That I could easily traumphantly win over a multi-shiveral? such a deceiving thought indeed.

Suddenly I found myself asking a very insane question. "Is it temporarily or permanently?" I asked like a total absurd moron and the response I got was much deserved.

Ignorance! he ignored me so I had to swallow my already dried saliva and I made my way out of his room and out of the institute.

It was already dark and vividly I didn't know my way back to my institute. How on earth would I know? From Institute 52 to Institute 109, that's the greatest punishment anyone can give me.

I looked up at the King's building and found him standing by his window with his gaze glued on me. Suddenly one of his guards came to me, the calm-looking guard of earlier.

He offered to take me back to my institute and at least I was relieved. I looked back up but he wasn't by the window anymore.

I sucked in a heave of breath and followed the guard. After the expected intensive long walk, we finally got to my institute.

"Goodnight" the guard said something for the first time since our journey here. He turned to leave but I stopped him.

"Are you going back to institute 52 this night?". I asked with concern visibly laced in my eyes.

He chuckled a bit before answering. "Sure, that's where my room is"

I mouthed an 'O' at what he said but strangely I felt this surreal connection with him, like I've known him for the longest time.

"Could I at least grab your name?" I asked with a bright innocent smile.

With an arched eyebrow, he answered. "My name's Pedro". And with that he immediately left, perhaps to eliminate the awkward moment I was creating.

I stood there and watched him walk, soon he disappeared into the dark and i exhaled.

"Why do I feel this connection with him?"