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Chapter 13: Help

Train POV

I had beaten the guards while shooting the surveillance cameras in my way. Even I left Sven and Rinslet as I preferred to be the lone knight, like when I still worked for Chronos. Not to mention that I wanted those two harmless because most of the threats had been finished off by me. But what did I get now? I had opened all the doors from the ground to top floor. Yet, I couldn't find Princess' room.

I hit the wall of the last room I found on the top floor, baffled and frustrated. At the first, I was hoping this was a simple mission. Finding Princess, picking her up, and fleeing from this strange building fast with Sven and Rinslet. But those wishes vanished as I faced this bad situation.

I opened the window to get fresh air, soothing myself by thinking another topic, like flying base. Well, who could believe that Jock process the nanotech data this far? It made this mission more dangerous and worrying. I was doubt Princess was fine like Troy said to me. I was sure she was being used, but I didn't know where she was.

I only saw trees beneath me. It looked like this building was still in the forest, secluded area. I wondered where it was heading.

I bent down and suddenly felt stunned. What I remembered previously was that this building only had five floors. But now it looked like it had eight floors. How come? Were those underground floors so I didn't see them when I entered the building? Was Princess in one of the rooms there?

I found the elevator out of order as I expected. I remembered that I didn't use it while attacking. There were two main reasons for it. Firstly, using elevator meant waiting. It was waiting for it or waiting in it. And I disliked waiting. Secondly, there were many guards appeared from it (well, there were no more guards chasing me now).

I gave a long sigh. I didn't mind to go downstairs, actually. But without any pursuers, it was less fun.

Troy POV

In the camera control room, I shook my head, feeling so irritated.

Screw you, damn cat!

There were only about 15 guards remained, attacking Eve's father and a purple haired woman on the base floor, while others received sound thrashings by Black Cat, spreading out on every floor with unconscious condition.

All the screens connected from the surveillance cameras on the ground to the top floor showed blank pictures. Train had done perfect job to destroy all of them, with the exception of the ones on the underground floors.

"It's time to ask Adam to kill them," I reminded the researcher.

"I know. But let me tell you that you don't have any right to order me anymore."

I caught a mischievous stare in his eyes. Suddenly a very bad sense came to my mind. I made my tone firm and cold, "What do you mean?"

"Don't you realize that someone is missing?"

I paid attention to our surroundings. Yes, someone was not right here with us. Even I didn't see him for several hours. I swallowed hard. Sweats came all over my forehead, terrified and upset to mention who he was.

"Where is my father?!" I demanded strictly.

"In the most uncomfortable place in this building," he scorned, catching my worry. "And you will join him soon."

I snapped, "Don't talk nonsense! I am the boss here. There is no way you can-" I cut off my sentence as I felt someone appearing behind me, pointing something sharp at my back. When I turned around, I saw him. Adam, with his right hand transformed into a blade.

"Adam, throw him into the dungeon, same room with his father," Jock snickered.

Adam nodded.

"THIS IS NOT THE END YET, JOCK. YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS. I SWEAR, YOU JERK! YOU BASTARD!" I yelled while Adam was pulling me to my new room.

Rinslet POV

Now Sven and I saw our enemies sleeping on the floor. Good idea from him to prepare some bombs of sleeping gas in his suitcase.

"So, what will we do next? Finding Train? Or finding Eve?" I asked vigorously.

"Please call Train," he said.

I checked my phone. Low battery. Not a good sign.

"I can't talk to him too long, Sven."

"Just ask where he is now. And tell him that we're here, waiting for him."

"OK."

Train POV

I saw Rinslet's name on my cell-phone's screen. I picked it up.

"Yeah?" I started.

"Train, how could you leave us? Where the hell are you?!" She demanded hastily.

"I am going downstairs, heading to the third floor."

"Did you find Eve?"

I swallowed hard, difficult to tell the truth. Rinslet and Sven trusted me so much in this mission. My failure to find Princess was a burden for me. I felt like I was useless, disappointing them.

"Sorry," I murmured.

"What? Why'd you say that?"

"Well …." I felt uneasy to say. Failure was not in my dictionary. It was unforgivable, both for me and Chronos. And it looked like I still used that idea.

"It's not your fault!" She caught the meaning of my hesitation. "This is our responsibility, not just yours."

I didn't reply anything, just accepting her words in my mind.

"Listen! We're waiting for you. Come quick!" She said.

"Where are you two?"

"We're-"

Suddenly I lost the contact. Don't tell me the battery of her phone was ….

I dialed her number, hearing operator voice that told her phone was inactive.

Crap! Why does it happen now?

Then the building shook again as the walls were cracked. Even the floor where I stood was crushed. I felled to the base floor.

"Train!" I heard Rinslet called me when I landed well.

I saw Sven and her hid under the table.

"Protect yourself before the ruins hit you!" Sven yelled.

My eyes searched for the stuffs to protect my head, but I could not find anything, except a flying big helicopter.

"Sephiria," I mumbled when I saw her there. Then I turned to Sven and Rinslet. "Guys! We should jump to get it there!"

Under the table, Sven and Rinslet looked uncertain. But realizing that the table was almost shattered, they didn't have any choice.

"Rins, you jump first! I'll be right behind you!" Sven said.

"This building is flying at thousands of feet, and you expect me to jump to get in there? No way!"

"Are you afraid of heights?"

"No, but it's still too far. It's about 20 meters!"

"Do you forget that I bring my suitcase?"

She remembered when he helped her escaping from Torneo's house. The suitcase could be modified into a thing that could fly.

"OK!" She said confidently, and then ran fast.

Sven ran right behind her. He grabbed the backside of her collar jacket before they jumped. His suitcase suddenly changed into glider, flying to the helicopter.

Seeing my two friends landed well, I ran to the edge of building and jumped. Thanks to my previous missions. I was accustomed to do many kinds of jump that seemed impossible for normal human to do.

Jock POV

The insignificant parts of building had been destroyed, leaving only the underground floors that was a real nano server. I was so lucky as now the intruders were gone, moving to the helicopter.

As five floors had been ruined, the base's weight lessened so it could fly higher. The next jobs were waiting for me.

Troy POV

I was shocked seeing my father condition. He looked so weak, unconscious. Blood tainted him all over his face and chest. I couldn't believe Jock asked Adam to torture Dad.

As my mother passed away when giving birth to my dead little brother ten years ago, I depended on him in every aspect, with the exception of my love life. I knew that I was not a good person and an obedient son. But seeing him like this, I could not bring myself to let him stay in this dungeon. He needed medical treatment soon.

That jerk, Jock! He shouldn't throw us into the dungeon. He shouldn't hurt Dad. He shouldn't betray us. These shouldn't happen. Dad and I were just curious. So that he sponsored the research and I supported him. We never thought that we would face this damned thing. Two questions ever crossed my mind. Were my previous actions for the mission too malicious? Did we really deserve these?

I sighed. I didn't know what came over me at this moment, but secretly I swore to myself to be a better person after we were freed from this trouble. But before that ….

Anger suddenly appeared in my mind. There is no way I'll let Jock gets what he wants. I want him suffer more horrible misery than I do. Like I said before, he'll pay these well, starting from now!

However, it was not like I felt disgusted to realize my idea about avenging, but honestly, I disliked being the powerless person, especially when I was thinking of who I chose to help me. At this cursed moment.

I took out Eve's cell-phone from my back pocket of my pants – thank God! Adam and Jock didn't realize this – and then, I held it tightly in my fist. I should call someone from this phone. I needed somebody's help. And I selected him to help me.

What a great way to ask for help! My mind humiliated me, but I ignored it.

It wasn't difficult to get his number as it was one of Eve's contacts. However, it was hard to press 'call' button. How come I lower myself to him? This was unusual me! Even I didn't recognize myself right now! It was a stupid idea to ask him for help! Better I waited here, hoping the miracle would come. Well, at least my pride would not be tainted.

Unintentionally, my gaze travelled to the battered body of my father. I never saw him like this. He never revealed himself this pathetic and defenseless. He was great. He was full of curiosity. He was a successful and honorable businessman. He was …

… my father.

Yeah. Let's not talk about my pride anymore. Truthfully, it was not a stupid idea for asking a help. It was all for him.

Soon I pressed the button while swallowing my superior feeling, before I changed my mind again. Yet, it was not the end of the torture.

Come on! Just pick it up! My mind yelled at him as I had been waiting for like a long time. But then again, I felt like he didn't want to pick it up. He knew that the one calling him was not the owner of this phone. In fact, he knew who the one that had it at this moment was. Me.

When my mind started making many curses again, he picked it up, but he didn't say anything.

"Train," I said uneasily.

No response.

"It's me," I tried again.

Still no answer.

"SAY SOMETHING! GOD DAMN IT!" I shrieked. He was testing my patience. Indeed. And easily I felled into his 'no response' trap. I continued infuriatingly, "Fine. Listen to me! I know we dislike each other, but there is something that you should do for me. But don't misjudge! I am NOT begging for your help, sorry to disappoint you. But well … actually …." My tone weakened as my pride was fighting against my concern for my father in my mind.

Holy crap! It was more difficult than I ever thought.

I growled, and then said nauseatingly in one breath, "I HATE TO SAY THIS AND I HOPE IT'S THE FIRST AND THE LAST ONE FOR ME. I NEED YOUR HELP NOW!"

TBC ….

A/N: As school starts again, it looks like I should struggle for updating this story soon. However, I'll try my best.

Next chapter is about Troy's negotiation with Train in order to save Eve.

Anyway, please review this chapter. Thanks.