Jay pov.
'Better luck next time Kiezar Watson'
The entire room was stunned into silence, staring at the TV.
"So? Can I leave now?"
"This. Is. Impossible. I contacted my most trusted private investigator. He can find out anything, anything, within a fraction of second." Kiezar Watson said, his eyes flashing dangerously.
I crossed my legs and leaned back, enjoying the chaos I had unleashed. I raised an eyebrow. "Apparently not. You don't know who I am, do you? Good. It stays that way." I laughed. "Ironic isn't it, how the tables have turned?"
His hands clanched angrily at his sides. "How did a little poor cheapskate brat like you manage to infiltrate my resources? What did you do? Bribery?"
"ENOUGH. Why. Did. You. Bring. Us? Answer." Kiefer demanded, his voice dripping venom.
"So glad you asked. Sign these papers." He said sliding a folder to him.
"Custody of my siblings? Company shares transfer?" He laughed, and a few of section e shifted uncomfortably. "You must be delusional for thinking I'd sign this." He hissed.
"Oh?" He pulled out a blank check. "Name a number. You can have it. Just sign the damn papers, then you go your way and I go my way."
"With my brothers? Not a chance. You think you can buy my brothers with your stupid money?" Kiefer said.
"Buying? Bribing? Yes. Isn't that what your little girlfriend did too, to stop me from accessing her data?" He said
"No 1: I am NOT this jerk's girlfriend. No 2: I am not like you Kiezar Watson. I don't bribe. You are a disgusting man to even think people's life is worth trading blank cheque's for. But then again, thinking is for people with a stable brain. And, like I said, your brain seems to be highly unstable." I replied.
His temper flared, he signalled his men to come near me in an attempt to hurt me. But I was ready.
I had already anticipated this exact thing happening, and I could fight normally. I could drop my weight to my hands, catch them in a punch, and kick them into oblivion. But where's the drama in that? Also I wanted kiezar Watson to know atleast a part of who he's dealing with. I was sick of being looked down as a soft and kind girl. They provoked the danger, and they get the danger.
I slowly reached out to my invisible black cuffs. It was a knife, that could be transformed into a cuff and made invisible. I made it. I pressed the oval zone, and sensing my finger print, it started to turn visible. I didn't wait for it to fully turn visible, nobody noticed the cuffs, so I quickly pressed the gold heart button.
A sleek silver blade popped out of the slit hole, and the cuffs which were wrapped around me unravelled itself, quickly tightening to form the hilt of the knife (the place where people hold it). Before anyone knew what was happening, two sleek black and silver twin daggers were resting in my hands.
I slashed precisely on the knees of one man, and the hands of another man who came to grab my hair. I didn't even bother looking back or even standing up from my chair.
Don't touch my hair punk! That'll probably cut you sharper than the dagger! I haven't combed it in a very long time....it's so damn dry and split ends.. I should probably- Snap out of it jay! You're in the middle of something here!
The rest of them backed away. Slowly, I turned back. Kiezar's face had gone pale. And section e? Yeah they were all literally speechless. So was Aries. And Ella. And Freya. And everyone. They were staring at me as if I was a ghost.
Gone was the girl who fought with them over lunch and teased them. This was the true person kept locked under the cage of the urge to pretend to be normal. To pretend I wasn't the darkness waiting to be unleashed. Waiting for the light to go down. And right now? It was all shadows and slyness.
My kinda game to play.
I smirked. That seemed to snap Kiezar out of his thoughts.
"Wha- no way. I specifically told no weapons allowed in. My men searched everyone for weapons. Even Kiefer and Yuri were made to give away the weapons they carried. How did you manage to sneak two daggers in? Where did it even appear from?" He asked.
Quickly I pressed the bottom of the hilt of the daggers, it vanished. But I was still holding it so I changed the two daggers together. No sound came out. It was leather. Duh. Only metals make sound.
The daggers quickly wrapped around my wrists like bracelets. The only I was holding in my right hand curled on my left, and the one I was holding in my left hand wrapped around my right wrist.
I tilted my head and widened my eyes, acting innocent and confused. "What daggers? Are you sure you're okay?"
His eyes widened even more in horror. "B-but you just... I mean I just- I mean the knife-"
"Hallucination? Oh dear..That's probably the next stage. I told you, didn't I? I told you you're brain's unstable and you need to see a doctor. Now it's getting worse see?" I said acting concerned. Keyword: acting. I was absolutely enjoying this.
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I'm sorry for dragging this scene for so long dear readers, but the fight will continue next chapter too...
I want to end it, I really do but the minute I sit to write, more good ideas keep popping up in my brain and I'm like I HAVE to add this! And I lose track of what I'm supposed to actually conclude the scene! My brain. Blame my brain it won't stop getting distracted😅🙄
Please bear with me here guys...😭😭