Count The Shadows (Prequel to Test the Limits)

Loyalty

"Bet you've never really talked to people, huh?" Infelix chatted on the way to the school parking lot where his black limo was waiting for them. He wasn't sure how someone his age could afford it, but he didn't bother questioning it. After all, it wasn't the weirdest thing that he's seen all day.

"Not really." Anti shrugged casually. He wasn't much of a social person, and he liked it that way. Having relationships would only distract him from his goals and inevitably break his heart in the future.

That and he hated drama.

"There's another member of the group, I think you may like him." Infelix mused as he examined Anti's face closely before hopping into the back of the limo with Anti.

"Where's the driver?" Anti frowned, noticing that no one was sitting behind the wheel.

"Infelix, did you get the recruit?" A glitching white mask with a crack popped into existence on the monitor above the wheel.

"Yep! Anti this is Mad, the super virus the other recruit made." Infelix introduced the two.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance Anti Septiceye." Mad spoke, although the crazed expression on his white mask didn't change.

"How did you afford all of this?" Anti gaped in awe as he absorbed his surroundings. The interior was made of black leather with a red carpeted floor, mini bar full of various kinds of iced alcohol and water, as well as neon lights on the roof that changed colors.

Infelix's insane like attitude slipped into moroseness for a brief moment before his usual grin replaced it, making Anti believe that he imagined it.

"Perks of being me I suppose." Infelix stated nonchalantly.

"Legal estimated time of arrival at the airport is thirty minutes." Mad told Infelix.

"Illegally?" Infelix raised an eyebrow, the mischievous gleam returning to his eyes.

"Ten minutes at the most." Mad calculated.

"Illegally it is!" Infelix cheered as the limo sped off at ninety miles, causing Anti to slid in his seat and hit the mini bar beside him. They sped through stop lights, yet they weren't ever pulled over much to Anti's surprise.

Why are there no seat belts?!?, Anti screamed internally as he nearly flew off of his seat into the back of the driver's seat in front of him.

"Whiskey?" Infelix held a bottle of whiskey and a clear shot glass in his hands.

"No thanks." Anti shook his head. He didn't want to be reminded of his alcoholic father, much less become anything like him.

"Party pooper!" Infelix laughed as he drank straight out of the bottle, a bit of the liquid dribbling down his chin.

"We're here." Mad told the two as the limo cane to an abrupt stop in front of the airport.

"Thanks Mad!" Infelix waved goodbye as the screen flicked off.

"I have a private jet we can take, Mad will be the pilot." Infelix informed Anti as they walked past the airport to the landing strip where a pristine black and bright sky blue jet was waiting for them.