Disclaimer: I don't the characters, they belong to Rick Riordan. I don't own the plot, it belongs to MBC. I just joined them for fun.
Episode 12: Part 1
Previously...
"Is your husband, who suddenly disappeared, me?"
As soon as those words came out of Nico's mouth he noticed something was wrong.
Besides the shocked Will in front of him.
The fire that was powered on under the cooking pot had stopped moving. Just like the water that was falling from the tap was frozen in movement. A glance to see if Will was still moving he realized he wasn't looking at him anymore.
He was looking behind him.
Turning around, Nico saw what could only be described as a big window, in the middle of the living room. It seemed to be made out of crystal but the particles looked like they were moving as if they were made of water.
Seeing that as partial proof of his early words, Nico turned back to Will, serious.
"Is it hard to answer?" Will didn't answer, he kept switching from the 'window' to Nico with a worried face. Determined, Nico grabbed Will's hand in his. "Then let's go out together and confirm." Nico ignored Will's face- a face saying that he wouldn't like what was ahead. Nico pulled him gently with him to the other side of the 'window'...
And they crossed over.
They reappeared on the same spot that Will had disappeared last time though Nico didn't know that part yet. Both looked back at the tablet that was lighted up on the tablet, watching it go dark. Seeing his theories confirmed, Nico looked around the room, curiously.
"This is your father's workshop, right?" He tried to break the ice but his eyes rested on one particular object in the room: Will's necklace. The one it had his wedding ring. Out of instinct, Nico reached out and grabbed in between his fingers.
"I- I didn't know I had brought a manhwa to your world." Will finally spoke, looking anywhere but him. "I wasn't planning on telling you." He confessed, looking at him. "I was never going to tell you, I was just- I just wanted you to have a happy ending..."
Nico could only smirk at him. Going to these lengths for him to have a happy ending? He was special indeed. He caught the glimpse of a picture and decided to see it better, walking to the wall to be sure. And sure he was, the similarities between them were identical he hoped he wasn't the same.
"Where is your Father?" He asked casually but if Will had been seeing his face, he would have assumed something else was going on. Without waiting for an answer, Nico walked out of the room, followed by Will.
"Why?"
"I wanted to meet him." Nico explained and was answered with a fearful face. Nico understood immediately why. "Don't worry, I won't shoot him. I'd be a fool to repeat the same mistake. Where is he?" He repeated, trying to show his good intentions.
"My Dad didn't draw it." Will said immediately. "It wasn't my father who framed you. Don't misunderstand." He added before looking at the other room's door. That only added to Nico's curiosity, especially when Will pulled out a key to unlock the door.
"Why did you lock the door?"
"You'll know once you see him." It was all Will explained to him before letting him walk in after him. Inside, Nico was greeted with the vision of a man lying on his side, immobile... without a face.
"Apollo Solace?" He called him before glancing at Will to check. "This is your father?"
"Yes." Will's voice was tired and unsure.
"What happened to him?"
"I don't know either." Will admitted. "It hasn't even been a couple of hours, though an entire month has passed over there." While theories were running on Nico's head, Will showed exactly how he felt. "I'm a bit dizzy- I'm-" He didn't manage to say more before passing out on his spot.
Luckily, Nico got a hold on him before he even bent the knees. He decided to take Will out of the room- two people unable to move in the same room was problematic, especially when one of them was faceless -, carrying Will on his arms, surprising the individuals that had walked in the house seconds ago.
One of them was a blonde man who looked about his age, dressed with dress pants and a shirt, along with a tie. Probably, an academic or something. The other one, hidden behind the man was a young woman with vibrant red hair and an artistic overall- artistic in the sense that it was splashed with paint.
"Who are- who is he-?" The man asked and the woman only managed to stutter a few syllables.
"Ni- Ni-"
"Ni what?" It was obvious that the man found her annoying at the moment, so Nico decided to focus on the most recent problem.
"Can you help me? He suddenly fainted." It seemed like it was then when they realized Will was faint on his arms.
"Will!" The man immediately walked closer to the pair, dragging the woman who didn't want to let him go. There was a small stare down between both men but Nico had other things in mind that a contest of why he was there.
The man, that had introduced as Lee, apparently was a colleague of Will that had been dragged into checking on him by the woman. Nico decided that he was the best person to get him to the hospital, so he carried Will to his car to be taken there. With all the movements to get him in the car, Will had slightly woke up.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?" Nico questioned him once he was sitting safely on the seat.
"No, I'm just exhausted." He does look exhausted, even his voice, but why...?
"Exhausted?"
"One month flew so fast... It happened last time too." Will explained, a little sleepy.
"Then, once you rest, will you be fine?"
"I will."
"That's a relief." Nico couldn't hide his relief that it was only that. Seeing Lee on the phone, he had to check one thing with him. "Are you going to Fieldston Hospital?"
"Of course." Lee replied before going back to his conversation. Satisfied, Nico made sure Will had his seatbelt on, not wanting another accident. However, Will had other ideas, suddenly grabbing his wrist.
"Where are you going? Don't go." He begged him but Nico could see he was exhausted.
"I have some things to finish up. I'll be there soon." He promised him.
"Do you remember?" Will blurted out. "Do you remember me? Do you remember now?" He insisted. Nico decided to be brutally honest with him.
"No. I'm just assuming manhwa-me's feelings." He explained seeing the disappointment in Will's face. "Since you haven't changed, so I will know soon." He reassured him, smirking. "That fatal charm of yours." Will was so exhausted that he couldn't show any other expression except tiredness. "I'll go later, so please take care of him." He spoke to Lee, closing the door of the car. He watched them go before walking inside the house where he found a pacing and nervous redheaded. "I can come in, right?"
"Y-Yes." The poor woman stuttered a bit, allowing him to get in- not like she was standing by the door blocking his path.
"What's your name?" He asked politely.
"I am Kayla Knowles!" She shouted a bit, maybe it made her feel braver, who knows. "Excuse me. We saw each other before." She acknowledged him, making him frown.
"We did?" I don't remember her and she wasn't in the manhwa...
"At the front yard." She pointed. Nico only knew of one instance that happened in the yard.
"I'm sorry."
"I don't think it can be solved with an apology." She added, a bit sassily but Nico didn't feel the harm.
"I'm sorry. I don't know because it isn't a scene in the book." He apologized honestly.
"I see." Kayla mumbled.
"By any chance, is there a screwdriver?" Nico asked her, walking back to the main room.
"Flat-head or Phillips screwdriver? Both flat-head and Phillips?" She called after him but Nico was not listening. He was staring at the tablet from where he had arrived, connecting the dots between the manhwa story and what he knew. "Here they are. Phillips and flat-head screwdrivers. I didn't know what you need, so I brought it all." Kayla left a big toolbox on the table. "But, what are you going to do?" She asked, watching Nico turning the tablet down.
"It is dangerous. The same thing can't happen again." He stated, taking the electric screwdriver. "If I disassemble it completely, he won't be able to come out."
"Ah... But if you disassemble it, you won't be able to put them back. How will you use it when you need to?" Nico only limited himself to smirk which seemed to trigger Kayla's memory. "That's right! You majored in Computer Engineering." She remembered, chuckling. While she was celebrating her memory, Nico had a big question.
"How did Mr. Solace end up like that?"
"I went out to buy some late-night snacks. When I came back, Master's face had disappeared like that." Kayla retold the story, serious, while Nico worked. "He drew what the real culprit told him to. He drew a gun and a voice memo." So, the culprit did frame me... "It wasn't just chaotic over there. It was a total mess here, too! Will Big Bro just disappeared in an instant and Master's face also just disappeared in an instant. I was so scared that I was trembling. You suddenly appeared. Ta-da!" She summarized the whole tale, a little dramatically. Nico listened to her while working but his head was all over the place.
"Can you bring me some water, please?" He asked her, more in an effort of letting him be alone. Kayla immediately went to do as requested.
It took Nico a few minutes to disarmed and isolate the tablet's full mechanism. Now, he had to think of what to do next.
At the same time, the 'window' between the real world and the manhwa world disappeared.
"Here is your water." Kayla broke Nico's concentration but gave him a useful source.
"Thanks. Where can I read the book after Book 34?"
"Book 34?" Kayla repeated, confused.
"I would like to see the one after that to find out what had happened." Nico explained. Kayla simply raised a finger and left the room, only to come back with only a sketch pad.
"Here you go." Kayla handed Nico a small flash drive that triggered Nico's memory.
"This is a letter I wrote?" He checked.
"Yes, to Master." Kayla confirmed. "That is why Master and I were rewriting the story to catch the real culprit. And Master became that way."
"How did you guys make the story?"
"This is the storyboard that has the ending." Kayla gave him the sketch pad. Nico saw the first two scenes depicted as it had happened. After the fourth, everything went different.
It seemed like a long night of work.
