Chapter Twenty Nine: Armed And Ready


Frost's POV

The very first and foremost thing I need to do the moment I set foot into the facility's grounds is to put up a barrier which rejects all forms of molecules from entering of leaving, but also leaving a fake image of the affected area to put off anyone who tries even has the slightest glance. So in short, whatever happens inside will never be seen of heard of from the outside... But by doing that, I won't be able to use any of my magic to attack head on...

"What to do..." A sigh left from my mouth unconsciously as I thought hard about what I was going to use to push my way through the facility's many obstacles...

I leaned on top of a rectangular, freshly polished wooden table with my head resting comfortably on my right hand which kept me just about levelled to Frosty who sat on the other side, softly smiling at me. I can't tell if she's enjoying herself watching me struggle, or if she's trying to comfort me.

"Why not just use your pistol?" Frosty asked curiously, taking a long, deep sip of her cola through a pale plastic straw, staring deeply into my light red and light blue eyes. I blinked, looking left and right to make sure no one was eavesdropping on us. Good. No one's nearby. I took in a deep breath of air and released my answer in a depressed sigh.

"A pistol won't be able to break walls" I explained as simply as possible, getting her eyes to sparkle for a very brief moment.

"Then" She began, leaning closer to me with a proud, confident smile plastered across her face. "Why don't you use explosives?" My eyes widened momentarily to what she just said. That... Didn't cross my mind... But... Who'll supply me with the explosives?

"My time limit begins in four hours and ends in another ten. It's not like we know someone who'd happily give me expensive weaponry just because" I muttered foully, getting Frosty to nearly spit out her cola in laughter... Eh?

"Are you sure?" She chuckled, sounding rhetorical and cocky at the same time... Wait a second...

"Shora and Silica!"

"Bingo" Frosty winked as she snapped her fingers...

"H-How am I going to ask them that?"

"You said that you'd do whatever it takes to cleanse this island and make it an ally. I bet they'll give you the weaponry you need without hesitation. Let's go look for them" Frosty reminded me, getting me to flush a light shade of red in embarrassment... That's right... If I take too long here things will start to go downhill.

I gulped hesitantly, averting my eyes from hers as I vaguely thought of a way to approach Shora or Silica. The ambient chattering of table-wear clanking against clay plates strained the little concentration I had. I growled, clamping my teeth tightly in annoyance as I pressed my right cheek harder against my palm. Damn... Frosty chuckled as she slurped up another mouthful of cola straight through the plastic straw and suddenly poked my nose. Immediately, an electric shock ran straight through my entire body as my eyes instantly locked onto hers like heat-seeking missiles.

"Hmm?" I hummed curiously to see what she wanted with a slightly red face, getting her to give me an incredibly warm smile for no apparent reason. "H-Hey!" I just managed to say despite the sudden embarrassment I received from just that smile alone. "Are you trying to k-kill me!?"

"Eh? I'm not allowed to smile?" She asked innocently, tilting her head to the right, causing her beautiful, straight black, long hair to collapse in a magical manner.

"Y-You're doing this on purpose, aren't you..." I trailed off, letting lose of a depressed sigh before speaking again. "As soon as you finish your drink, we'll leave and look for Silica. She should still be hanging around the hospital"

"What makes you say that, Frost?" She asked me right after she swallowed down the deadly-sweet beverage of diabetes.

"Cause she'd have to somehow explain my instant recovery to the surgeons which isn't as easy as it sounds... The last thing I want happening to me is being a test subject for the rest of my life... I don't want to be away from you guys..." I muttered the final few words.

"Geez..." Frosty sighed right before she reached out for my head with her right hand and gently patted me... "Despite you killing and loving gore, you're like a little kid" She said in a motherly tone of voice. I smiled naturally and turned a little red before responding to her.

"I don't know if I should be angry but... Thanks Frosty"

"Anytime" She replied softly.


Silica's POV

People are so gullible these days... I didn't think they'd believe me so readily... Geez...

Elevator music played from a small circular speaker that was situated at the centre of the light grey, metal-looking ceiling which perfectly matched the shiny wooden sides and the pale ground. An elevator. The only thing that I enjoy being in. I can't figure out exactly why Frost is so afraid of elevators... I mean, she CAN'T die, so what's there to be afraid of?

One of the glass buttons on the far right of the wall glowed a warm orange all of a sudden, causing me to sigh in slight frustration. Someone wants to get in from the ground level again... Gah! Now I'll have to leave this one and get into another one!

It took around half a minute to get down to the ground level. The elevator doors screeched a little as they parted ways, folding into the elevator walls... No one's there? Then who called it down?... Hold on, I think I heard someone mention my brother's name.

"Then why'd you call down the elevator?" A familiar feminine voice asked in a somewhat distressed tone of voice. That sounded like Frost.

"You don't know?" Another voice answered with a question. Frosty?

"No idea"

Their voices sound like they're coming from the left. Curiosity got the better of me and dragged me out against my own will to find out if those who were talking really were those two I had in mind.

"Silica loves elevators, and if she were to be somewhere within the hospital, then it would be in one of these" A metallic slap soon followed right after that EXTREMELY accurate statement. "And I admire her for that" Haha!

I walked right out of the elevator with a bright smile plastered across my face, making haste towards the two towards the right. Upon turning left, the very first thing I saw was Frost's back covered with her long, incredibly black hair that was tied up into one long ponytail. And in front of her, was none other than Frosty. She noticed me almost immediately, locking her dark brown eyes into mine with surprise and joy.

I raised my right arm up high above my head, greeting her with a friendly wave which she smiled at warmly... As I was about to pull my arm down and call out Frost's name, she suddenly spoke.

"Eh... She has a fetish for elevators?"... Huh!? I turned my right open hand into a ball of capital 'H' for hurt as anger suddenly swept through my entire body... F-Fetish!? "I just need the warheads and then I'm good to go" Wait, warheads? What does she need them for? I dropped my arm, letting it flop down to my side as I slowly began to approach them. Frosty's eyes watched my every movement while Frost still had yet to notice me... FrostBittens are supposed to be sensitive to sound, right?

"Any form of explosive will do, except for shrapnel... Do you know much shrapnel hurts?" Frost stated as I reached a meter from her.

"What's wrong with shrapnel?" I asked curiously with a loud, curious tone of voice from behind Frost, immediately causing her entire body to jolt forward in pure shock and fright to my sudden appearance.

"Huah! Silica!? Where'd you come from!?" Frost exclaimed upon turning around wonkily, still trying to recover from the adrenaline rush. I chuckled kindly, loving her adorable face and eyes that not even gems could compare to... "Ah! Silica, can I ask you a favour? Please?"… Eh… For the first time, Frost is going to ask something from me?... I have no choice but to accept!


Frost's POV

"So, scale the amount of firepower you need to break into the facility" Silica said with a bright, warm smile right after I explained the situation to her. My very being lit up like a lightbulb. She... Immediately accepted my insane request! "Don't just stand there dumbfounded. C'mon. Name your number" She insisted, immediately snapping me out of my trance.

"Eh- Um... Fifteen kilograms of C4 charges?" I said, sounding like I was asking a question more than making a statement.

"C4, huh. Make it thirty kilograms" She smiled, getting my heart to waver dangerously to the sheer amount of firepower she offered me. Thirty kilos of explosive charges is OVERKILL!

"H-Hey... Don't give me too much!-"

"And I recommend you to breech the walls rather than the doors. They're only made out of reinforced concrete and don't have the shock-proof metal platings all over" Silica claimed... Eh...

"How do you know?" I asked her curiously, staring into her dark brown eyes with my light red and light blue ones.

She giggled and took a step backwards like a school girl. "Experience"... I see... I should've seen that coming... But... The way she said that... It was almost like... Killing is normal to her. Though I'm not too surprised. After all, back in her world, she, Shora and Sino are the best of the best when it comes to shedding blood with minimal hesitation and effort. I'm no different from them... I'm curious. I want to ask her something about... Her past...

"Um... Silica. I know it's not my place to be asking this... But I'm curious" I began with a low, semi-serious tone of voice, waiting patiently for an answer.

"Fire away" She stated cheerfully... Then I'll fire away with artillery...

"What was your childhood like?" I managed to ask her bluntly. Her body froze all of a sudden, and her eyes widened momentarily as I immediately regretted even thinking about asking her that... I bet all the bad memories in her past are coming back up again... I'm... An idiot! "Ah! Sorry! I-" I stuttered, ending my sentence abruptly and welcoming an unsettling silence which gnawed at her very sanity... Post traumatic... Stress disorder?

"Did you ask me something?" Silica suddenly asked from seemingly out of the blue, effectively shattering the silence and breaking the golden rule of silence... Eh?

"What?" I asked instinctively, tilting my head towards the right with utmost confusion... She... Didn't hear me? Huh!? Wait, I can use this to disregard what I said... "Uh- I just said thanks for the explosives. When do I get them?" I asked, completely pretending that nothing happened at ALL.

She smiled. "In one hour, meet me in front of the hospital again. I'll give you your explosives there"

"Yep, I'll be there!" I said in a somewhat over exaggerated cheerful voice which left me feeling embarrassed and awkward... I feel so relieved… I thought she had a sudden stress attack… Thank goodness for that.


White's POV

Hidden deep within the shadows of the young night I stalked my blood-rich prey in complete and utter silence. I licked my lips to the scent of Frost's sweet, sweet aroma that proved irresistible. She walked through the dark, lonely roads towards the east of the island, unaware of my presence as I jumped from rooftop to rooftop in close proximity to her. Her long, black, ponytail-styled hair bounced behind her as she walked with a steady pace towards her unknown destination. If she keeps going forward, she'll end up at the abandoned research facilities… Does she have business there? Hmhm. No matter, this works for me. No one will be able to interrupt us while I drink her blood... Though… What's with the heavy bag she's carrying? Weaponry perhaps?

Nothing matters right now. After she's done with her little task, I'll be there, right behind her, ready to pin her down and drink her blood straight from the source. Just thinking about it makes me… Gah! I can hardly wait!