In His Command

Part Three

[And then with black hair? I present you Zero Erilsastroume! Right there, look! (--->)

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PART THREE

Tease’s feet were not even connecting with the floor. No matter where he darted his eyes, he couldn’t see anything. He tried feeling anything with his hands, but they were slapped so hard it throbbed. He couldn’t hear anything either, even his captor’s footsteps. Everything was dead silent. He just hoped it wasn’t literal.

Maybe… maybe he fell asleep on the desk chair and this was all a dream? A nightmare, for that matter? No, he shouldn’t be feeling pain from someone pulling his hair harshly then. Good Lords of Yuseria, he was going to die!

Panic bubbled up Tease’s throat. He was about to thrash again in an attempt to set himself free, but then there was a sound of a door opening. The next thing he knew, he was thrown down the floor without a care.

His eyes automatically set into a glare, but then they squinted as the lights flickered open. He blinked a few more times to adjust his vision, and then crawled backwards until he hit the wall.

A child, about ten to twelve years of age, stared down at him with mismatched eyes. ‘He was the one earlier!’ Tease cried to himself. He saw this child before on Zero’s lap, when he arrived. Although, before he could voice out his thoughts, someone spoke.

“What you did was unforgivable, but that was it. We can do nothing about you, no matter how much we wanted you gone,” said a guy with the same hair color as him, and a pair of steel grey eyes.

Tease scowled. “Wow, thanks. That is so reassuring.” And then he quickly slapped a hand over his mouth. Was he really signing up for a death wish?! Nine people were there at the other side of the room – a storage room – that were all against him! And five of them could end his life before he could even finish his apologies!

Onyx raised his brows. “You never learn.” Amusement was clear in his voice. He then added, “I'm Onyx, Master Zero’s first servant. So yes, I am the oldest. By knowledge, mind you, and not by age.”

Tease fought the urge to snort. Did he ask who he was? However, he chose better to stay silent and listened as the others introduced themselves, one by one.

“Second servant, Twist!” said a guy who looked like he had too much sugar, a hand on his forehead for a mock salute.

‘He was the one who caught me saying mean things to Master Zero,’ Tease thought.

Next was the bulkiest among them, whose skin was the tannest as well. “Theo. Third.”

“Frost,” came from a guy with, this time, the palest complexion Tease had ever seen. He looked almost like a ghost, especially with those cold, almost white eyes!

‘These people sure knew how to live up with their names,’ he thought again.