Devil on the Doorstep
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Devil on the Doorstep; Chapter XIV: Track Down This Murderer
"It can't be by accident…" Kai looked at Kasi, deep in thought. "But… I don't think D- Seth would leave the door open by accident… he's not that careless."
"We can't delay!" Johnny argued. "It doesn't matter if it's by accident or not, Boris can' take on all of us!"
"He can and he will." Spencer said sombrely. "He's done it before." Suddenly, the door slammed shut.
"Dammit, Kai!" Johnny slammed his fist into the wall. "We could have got out!"
"Hang on a minute… something Seth said earlier…" Kai's smooth brow was furrowed as he thought. "Keep your hand at the level of your eyes…" Suddenly, Kai stood up, raising his hand so it was at the level of his eyes. He placed it on the wall directly in front of him and pushed. To his surprise, the whole wall swung away. "An entrance to the Phantom's Lair!"
"But… how do we know Seth can be trusted? I mean… he's betrayed us before…" Bryan mused quietly.
"Yes, but there's something up with him, you said so yourself Bry." Kai rubbed the bridge of his nose. "And after the way he treated Lee…" The tanned neko-jin flushed and looked down at the ground.
"I'll go first." He said quietly. "But… if anyone gets caught down there, the others run, ok? If some of us get out, then we can get the others out from the outside." The others nodded. It sounded like a good idea. Lee grabbed a torch from the side of the wall and padded down the corridor, his eyes keen. The others followed silently, when there was a cry from the end.
"Spencer!" Kasi yelled. Spencer's eyes were bulging as Boris held a hand across his mouth. The burly blonde gave a spinning kick and slammed the wall back into position.
"Run!" Kai gave the order and began to run alongside Lee, remembering the old routes.
"We'll be back for you Spence!" Bryan shouted before breaking into a run.
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Down once more to the dungeons of my black despair, down we plunge to the prison of my mind, down that path into darkness deep as hell…
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"Who told them?" Voltaire growled angrily, striding in front of his son and his associate. Spencer snuck a look at Seth, who was back to his usual cocky self. The Phantom caught the younger boy looking at him and flashed him a quick smirk. Spencer smiled back, equally quick.
"With all due respect, sir, it wasn't me." Boris gripped Spencer's arm tighter. "I caught them trying to escape."
"Seth? Was it you?" All eyes were on the Phantom.
"Yes." He said calmly.
"What?"
"I told Kai. And the police received an anonymous tip off." Voltaire's eyes narrowed and he struck the younger man. Hard. Seth bit down on his lip to stop himself from crying out. Voltaire ripped off the mask, revealing Seth's malformed face. But it looked worse than usual, Spencer noticed. It looked dryer and much more painful. There was a cut on the other side of his face, where Voltaire had struck him.
"Put that brat in the cell, Boris. And take my son to the torture chamber." Spencer winced in sympathy for Seth, who didn't even blink.
A little while later, the door to the dark room was opened, and the Phantom was thrown in. Spencer crawled over and looked at the older man. It was the worst sight he'd ever seen.
The disfigured side of Seth's face was bloody and scarred. His shirt had been torn off, exposing the burns on his back. His chest had been whipped raw, and his grey hair was loose and matted with blood. As Spencer watched, his head lolled slightly, and a trickle of blood escaped down the side of his mouth. His eye was closed, and, by the looks of it, they had taken out the glass one. But it wasn't that which scared Spencer. It was the sheer helplessness of the indestructible Phantom, the fact that he'd been humiliated. Seth had always taken such pride in his appearance and for the Phantom to be shown like this was pitiful and disgusting.
Spencer felt a powerful hatred for Boris and Voltaire rising up again.
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Why do you ask was I bound in chains in this cold and dismal place? Not for any mortal sin, but the wickedness of my abhorrent face…
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Seth's eyes fluttered open and he looked around the dark room as the door opened.
"Moscow Police!" Someone called. Seth was brought back to earth with a bump and stood up. Wincing, he began to run, pushing past the men who amassed around the entrance to the room.
Dammit… he thought as he staggered. I don't want to be caught… I can't go to prison, I can't!
"Somebody stop him!" He heard the police yell. Seth winced as he stopped, a few metres
from Kai.
"It's over, Seth." The younger boy said calmly. "Hand yourself in. You're a murderer."
"I would rather die." Seth spat through bloodied lips.
"That can be arranged." Kai smirked, bringing out a knife. For Seth, it was like he had seen the way out.
"Going to kill me then?" He rasped. "I'm not surprised… must be like seeing yourself in the mirror every time you look at me." Kai's brow furrowed in confusion. "We're both so power hungry, my son, and it shows in everything we do."
"Shut up!" Kai yelled.
"And we're both Black Dranzer wielders… I bet you didn't know the Black Dranzer is a reincarnation of Bryoni Giry? I wonder what it must be like to have your own mother attack you-" Seth was cut off by Kai launching himself at him. A brief tussle ensued, which Kai won. "And now I'm staring death in the face." The Phantom chuckled. Kai raised the knife, to bring it plunging down into Seth's chest, but he faltered. "Can't quite bring yourself to end a life? Let me help you Kai. You know I said that it wasn't the traditional master and servant relationship between us? I lied. She begged and screamed to go back to Russia."
"But my memories…" Kai gasped.
"Are all fake. You are an experiment of Biovolt. The very first." Kai screamed as he was pulled off Seth.
"Let me at him!" He struggled against Bryan's strong arms. "Let me kill him!"
The last Kai saw of his father was the Phantom being dragged away.
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Track down this murderer, he must be found, track down this murderer, he must be found…
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Sooo… is it going to be a happy ending for Kai? Who do you feel sorry for now? What do you think of Seth now; good guy or bad guy? Lol, I almost typed 'good guy or bad gay?'
Review and tell me… Seth isn't gay… And you know the bit where Seth replied nice and calm to Voltaire? That happened in English, except it was more Teacher: Jezz, are you reading? Me: Yes.
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