Mystic Messenger - Saving the Twins - A 707 Short Story

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Option 1: Open your eyes and allow yourself to be brainwashed.

> Option 2:  Keep your eyes closed and fight back.

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I won't do it.

I won't listen to them.

I'll keep fighting! I know that Seven and the others will come to help me. I just know it!

Hyun-a decided that no matter what they said to her, she wouldn't lose hope.  She kept her eyes closed and refused to look up into Rika's eyes. If she looked up, it meant she was giving up, and if there was one thing that Hyun-a refused to do, it was just that.

The cold metal of the gun pushed against her neck and dragged up slowly to aim just under her jaw. Saeran used it to force her head to face up, but both her eyes were still shut tightly.

"Open your eyes, you damned woman!"

Hyun-a felt her body shaking in fear. Saeran's voice boomed throughout the room loudly, and it was taking all of her strength simply to keep her eyes closed. She was sweating bullets head to toe.

"Saeran."

Rika looked up at him and gave him a warning glance, telling him to back down. The hacker gave it a moment before he removed the weapon from her skin. Hyun-a let out a shaky breath, feeling slightly relieved she wasn't being threatened by a weapon anymore.

"We'll use other means to get her to talk. Remember that violence isn't always the answer. The party invitation to Paradise extends to her as well."

Saeran looked at Rika in slight disbelief, laughing a little before realizing she was serious.

"We're still inviting her to our Paradise?! But Savior, why?!"

Rika stood up and held her head high.

"She is an important aspect of the RFA. If we can invite her to our party, then the others won't have her, and they'll be ruined."

Saeran gave it some thought for a moment before laughing faintly.

"You're- You're right. They'll be ruined. And they'll never have another party again."

"Good. Now then,"

Rika said as she looked down at Hyun-a with a malice gaze.

"I've heard that you're terribly afraid of heights."

This statement caused for Hyun-a's eyes to snap open, fear evident in her gaze. She bit hard on the gag and felt her heart pounding against her chest.

No, dear God, no. Anything but heights. Anything but heights!

"Saeran. We have an open roof at the top of the building. Why not take her up there for some..."

The blonde woman turned around and walked towards her chair, pausing for a second to look over her shoulder.

"Sight-seeing? And be quick about it."

Saeran's small grin turned into a mischievous smirk as he once again grabbed a fistful of Hyun-a's collar and dragged her away. The female moved around and tried to wriggle out of his grip but it only made him take a tighter and firmer grip on her. He grit his teeth angrily and loaded his gun.