The Protector || MJ (TRV - Book 1)

16 | Isolated

~It's a tragedy. It's terrifying, the horrors.~

Isolated

Elise

"Ah!" Something bad happened to the world. That's the feeling I have. Nothing can explain my current state of mind. That feeling was so ominous, so frightening...

My family, Varus, Michael were all busy with their own packing of the house when we returned inside. I restored what was made by the crater when I came to my parents' rescue.

My Protectors, they were on guard duty, making the defensive wall covering the parameter of the house stronger, invincible. At least we can attack them without having to always defend ourselves.

"I'm going to get supplies. Who's coming with me?" Michael stopped working on the defence parameter and strolled over, securing the place.

"I'll go. It's my duty." He steeled his voice and kissed me on the forehead.

"Uhm... thank you." I don't know what to say - it was an unexpected kiss. We headed on our way, out of the defensive parameter, into the darkness beyond.

Michael

Walking with Elise made me think, always. She gives that contradictory feeling every time I'm with her...

I can't leave myself in this state of confusion. I have to do something about it.

"I wonder how did you allow yourself to be this normal." Elise faced me as I stopped, in the middle of the empty street.

Which was not supposed to be empty.

"You do know we can't stop, right? What if we get attacked, Michael? This street was not empty before - now it is. Something is off. We can talk about that later." She trudged onward, and I was left to follow her, and face nothing but her black blazer and pants.

We both found an open convenience store - that was oddly the only shop open in the vicinity. It's as if it was there, for us.

Was it a trap? It could. I had to be more alert.

"Who are you!?" The shop owner took out a shotgun and threatened to shoot us if we don't identify ourselves.

Wasn't it obvious that we were customers?

"Michael, Knight Form..." Oh. I reverted to my human form and took a pair of Ray-Bans from the rack nearby to wear.

"MICHAEL JACKSON?! Are you fucking joking?! Aren't you dead?!" That was true though...

"He's apparently alive... And kicking." Elise rolled her eyes. Must be thinking, I knew that since day one.

"No, I don't believe you. Are you related to those two bastards that came by earlier finding this girl that - hey, it's you they're looking for!" He pointed to Elise, and I instantly realized about his previous visitors.

"Thank you for helping us, Boss." A voice echoed from behind the shop owner as a shadow emerged.

"Elise Taylor... you're found. You will return with us. Meanwhile, we will take your Protector into custody." An invisible hand covered my mouth and bound my hands together.