Smolder in the Afterglow | Tales of Luminozenko

Chapter 2| I Brought An Alien Back To My House

I pulled over in front of a two-story house and I gazed up to the second floor, where she was looking down at us from her bedroom's window. Then, she turned around and echoed loud stomps of her feet that I could hear even from the street, going down the stairs.

Despite that, I knew-I just knew that she at least had a stun gun hidden under her clothes right now. Or a gun. Bringing home a winged stranger claiming to help us wasn't trustworthy and I wouldn't just bring someone here.

Yet, against those, I had brought home this woman who got off my bike like it was a donkey. Morris attempted to take the helmet off and I watched her struggle until she managed to unbuckle it. She passed it to me with a frown on her face. "Thank you for not telling me how to remove this thing," she said.

"You're welcome." I grinned shamelessly and her eyes rolled skyward. I gave back the helmet to her. "Hold this for now."

The house's front door opened and Mom, with a frown, stomped over and opened the gate for us. Her hazel eyes, which looked light brown during the dark, scanned Morris and narrowed at her face.

Morris didn't have any time to dip her head low into a vow, her clenched hand before her heart. "Nice to meet you, Madame Amara. Morris Brayce at your service," she said, the corner of her lips shifting upward as she straightened her back and brought her hand down.

My mother shot me a glance before sighing. "Seems like you also already know me." She gestured a hand towards the house. "Do come in."

Morris obediently followed Mom inside the house as I drove my sportbike to the open garage, parking it beside our black car. I waved a glowing hand and closed down the garage doors with the wind, before taking off my helmet and stepping inside the house through the back door.

I put the helmet and things down on a nearby shelf with space and found Morris looking around the living room. "Something wrong?" I asked her.

She turned to me. "Nothing much. Just thinking that living rooms on Earth don't seem much different from the designs of Luminozenko." She brought her attention back to the room. "Some furniture is similar as well."

"Huh." I just shrugged. I glanced at Mom who just came out of the kitchen, balancing a jug of orange juice, three glasses filled already with the cold beverage, and some slices of apple pie on a tray.

"Oh, Faenice, you did not have to, Ma'am," Morris claimed and rushed towards my mother to help her put down the tray on the center table.

"I insist," Mom replied and sat down on the couch. I followed suit and so did Morris with a bit of hesitation. "So you're here to help us or something?" She questioned in a low voice, her fingers interlacing.

"Yes." Our guest nodded. "I am here on behalf of my master, Sir Killian's best friend, to help and protect you and your daughter from harm."

"This harm you're talking about, they are your so-called enemies, correct?"

"They are, Ma'am. It seems that you know of this already?"

"Killian had told me about this . . ." Mom trailed off, intertwining her fingers, "that there are horrible things going on in your world, a lot of fights."

"Yes, as much as this may sound absurd, the world Sir Killian and I came from has continued bloodshed. They know the Millennium Glory has a family outside of Luminozenko, that's why I am sent here by his allies to find you. Also, His Majesty had told me that Sir Killian wanted him to find his family and bring them to Luminozenko."

Mom shifted her hazel eyes to me and back to Morris. "Alright, let's say you're telling the truth. It means that Killian had gone back to your world to take care of your enemies and he went missing because of that. Now, you know where we are, sent by my husband's best friend, does that mean your enemies will find us soon as well?"