Dullahan [ COMPLETED ]

Held Hostage

Chapter 26: Held Hostage

.

.

My eyes scanned every small movements of Michaele Linetoa as he walked in slow steps around us. We also avoided getting close to him, walking the opposite way, and it's a miracle nobody outside the stall could notice us.

Duan's shadowy things also crept towards the glass cylinder where his head was placed in. It seemed that Michaele didn't even mind it yet, but then, his hand swung at something- a button by the wall, and a loud siren was heard.

"Help! Security! Burglers!!" He yelled outside the door.

I heard Duan's low growl as he whipped his shadow things towards the man. It was good that John and Klyde got to the supernatural being first and tackled him down.

"Don't hit him here!!" Klyde hissed, pushing Duan down to the floor, "We're gonna be charged with more crimes if you do!"

Duan bit his lip and pushed the two boys away easily with his other-wordly strength. Looking at his face, it was obvious that he feels guilty about this, but his determination for looking for his head for the past years overshadowed it. He retracted his shadow things and waited with us.

"Who's causing the commotion here?!" The security guard asked as he stepped in the stall.

We thought that things would go normal by then, but suddenly, Michaele swiftly got behind the police officer, shut the door and pointed a swiss knife at the man's neck.

"What the-?!"

"Move and he'll be headless like you!!" Michaele yelled in a threatening manner.

"Guys!!" Julia yelled as she banged on the door, "What's going on there?!"

It's a miracle that the crowd outside didn't bother with all our commotion, but we were also thankful to that.

"Michaele... Don't stoop so low..." Said Maam Julie, raising her arms in a peace treaty, "This is for the sake of all of us,"

"Make a choice. Pay 3 billion for the head or leave peacefully or I'll kill the guy," He pushed the knife onto the silent man's neck.

The police officer seemed traumatized, thus his silent mode, but he was still shaking.

"I thought it was just 3 million!" Klyde yelled back in disbelief.

Suddenly, the door was broken down when an enraged Jaspher came charging in. And in the process, he managed to knock Michaele out of the way. Patricia and John were quick to react as they got the still traumatized officer away from the man's hands.

"Godamnit!!" Michaele yelled in frustration, getting up and tackling the nearest person to him- which was Regg.

Regg fell to the ground with a painful thud and Michaele loomed standing over him, his right hand clutching Julia's collar, and the other hand holding the switchblade against Regina's neck.

Shoot. He's a lot faster than we thought.

Julia's eyes were wide with panic, and Regina's face was paler than usual. It was obvious that they were shaking from fear as well. Regg was sitting on the floor with Michaele's foot holding his leg down so he won't get anywhere

"I've had enough fun and games..." He practically growled out, eyes narrowing at us, "Get out. Or they get it."

The group by the door- Angel's group with the rest of the girls and boys were frozen as well. You can't make a move, I signaled with a shake of the head.

We can't either.

"To think you'd go so far as to risk your life for an immortal being," Michaele remarked with a gruff smirk, "That Dullahan must be so happy manipulating simple-minded idiots like you,"

Duan's eyes widened a fraction before it was casted down to the floor. I bit my lip as I watched him clench his fists in guilt. That wasn't his intention at all, and we all knew it. We brought this upon ourself.

And before I could say anything in defence, someone already spoke.

"Shut up!" Francis roared out, eyes surging with anger, "You have no right to say that to him!"

"He's right." Zaira added, glaring at the doctor, "Your words are hollow."

"What do you know anyways?" Naseem retorted as he tilted his cap on his head.

And suddenly, there was already a chorus of words from everyone, even those out the door.

"You haven't been with him for the past month,"

"You haven't heard his struggles."

"Not even his pain."

"And fear."

"You don't know Duan at all."

"You can't judge him by his origins."

"Or his kind."

"He was also human like us,"

"And he still is,"

They stopped all of a sudden, and next thing I knew, everyone of my classmates' eyes were on me, as if expecting me to close the debate.

And I did just so by crossing my arms and giving Michaele one of my glares. I gave just a simple statement for him: "So hand over what isn't yours."

There was a mere proud silence among us, waiting for it to be taken back by the evil doctor. Even Duan was surprised by our outburst. It was evident through the small blsuh on his cheeks.

We expected no more remarks- just a peaceful treaty thanks to his conscience- but it didn't end up that way.

Michaele started laughing loudly, clutching his stomach with the hand with the switchblade. Regina didn't have time to run though, as the doctor pinned her back to the wall with the weapon.

"Don't joke with me. I could care less what that thing is!" He hissed, "It's take it or leave it."

Duan was glowering at the man from a distance, muttering incoherent words at him. All of us were doing the same, even Maam Julie has a sour expression that we rarely see.

"You're right. We'll be taking it then," Came a slightly familiar voice from the door before a grappling claw swooned past us and grabbed the glass cylinder.

.

.

TBC