《Stolen》Chapter 8
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"The least you can do now is to tell us how to treat his condition."
"That is something I cannot do, I have already helped you to reunite with him, either ways, I do not specialize in psychological treatment but if I did, they would never willingly recover and I also doubt they could." She said, wagging her finger in his direction.
"They seem to be awaking now, I'll see you next time, kay?" she said with a smile before her body slumped onto the chair.
Only a second passed before Argo took over, seeing the two figures in front of him upon awaking, he jumped up from his seat.
All of them knew this pair of mismatched beings were dangerous to them.
A silver haired demon with white, curled horns and silver wings and a purple and blue haired woman whose pupils were slits, not only were their appearance new to them, their aura gave off a feeling of dangerous.
But even before he could take a step, the woman grabbed hold of his wrists.
"Don't touch me!" Argo shouted, wrenching his hand from her touch.
"Then don't run and listen to us, we won't touch you then." The man said with a calm expression and folded arms.
"W-why should I? Who....who are y-you to lock me here?!" he shouted while taking a step back, his instincts screaming at him to run.
"Believe it or not, you are my son and I have every right to do so."
"And how do you know that is true? If I may ask, Mister." Noctus asked with a innocent smile as he took over, "For all you may know, I am a fake being created to pretend to be one of your sons." He continued whilst silently cursing the situation he had been brought into by Iris, he made a fool out of himself coming here, thinking nothing harmful to him would be present.
He knew why they instinctively feared this pair, perhaps by instinct, they are recognised as his parents, however as they grew up, the abusive man were the father figure in his life while the kind woman was the mother figure, their existence had been overlapped with this current pair.
"Don't lie to yourself." As if knowing that he could feel the bond, the man replied.
"Even if I am your son, I have never needed your protection or care and never will, mister."
"Despite that, you will stay here."
"Are you serious? Mister? I apologise but I will have to refuse, you cannot and will not confine me in this place." Noctus said as he stood up to leave, "Now if you may, I will have to go."
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"And how will you leave? By running?" The man asked, standing up to look down upon him.
"Enough." Noctus said through gritted teeth and clenched fists.
"You cannot leave." He said, his figure towering over him.
"You have no right over my life and you never will, move out of my way this instan-" Before Noctus could finish his sentence, the man slapped him.
"That is no way to speak to your parents!" The man shouted.
"You are not my Father nor is she my mother!" He shouted before casting a fireball towards him, however strangely enough, Mana did not gather as he casted.
"You cannot cast harmful spells here, now sit down and let us have a civil conversa-" This time, Lupus interrupted his sentence with a kick to his thigh.
"And you old bastard thought that we'll lose to you without magic."
The man grunted as the flesh at his thigh healed, his hand clutching it. Seeing her loved one hurt, the woman wanted to step forward but the man stopped her by stretching out his other arm, "Leave this to me, Flyn."
'Let me through!' Noctus said as he attempted to take control, he'll be damned if he lost to this bastard.
"Fuck off Noctus, you're useless here anyways!" Lupus shouted before blocking off the other personalities.
Facing the man again, he spoke with hatred evident in his eyes, "You're my dad, you say? Well fuck you, I was starving and on the brink of death and you weren't there for shit, you ain't got no right to call yourself my dad."
"If you know what's right, you give me the freedom we deserve and stay out of our life like the way you have." He said with his eyes glaring straight at the man.
Unlike all the other personalities, he wouldn't lose to fear.
"If I know what's right I'll be treating you from this disorder instead of letting you go around killing children."
Obviously angered by his statement, he pounced towards the man pulling his fist back to gather momentum, "We are not sick you fucking bastard!"
Despite putting all his strength into his punch, the man caught it unharmed, "No matter what that girl did to you, you are still far from reaching my level."
Twisting his body to immobilize him, that man spoke near his ear, "I won't let you leave."
With no way to escape, Lupus who were enraged at that moment had a crack in his block, allowing Noctus to forcefully take over.
Seeing Lupus who were attacked with a headache caused by Noctus, the man let go in fear of seriously harming and attempted to help him up but were pushed away by Noctus.
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"Look here," he said, "what ever obligation you feel about my past, it is not needed. And mind you we are far from disabled, even if we are mentally ill, it doesn't concern you or that woman."
"But I can't just let you go! If I were to let you go, you who looks so much like my other son, what will become of me?" The woman who had stayed silent all along screamed in reply.
"Ten years," The man suddenly said with a sigh, "Stay for ten years, its not safe for you out there right now, the hunters that will come for your is not to be underestimated, to be known as our child while running out there is very dangerous for you right now. Ten years is my final compromise."
'Agree to him, Noctus, everything he says is true, that's why I had you come here.' Iris finally spoke to them.
'H-how could you.....lead us here?!' Argo shouted at her.
"You won't let me go either ways, fine, ten years it is but I do what I want and you leave me alone." Noctus replied defiantly, perhaps this is the best offer he could take right now.
'You know, it was reaaaally troublesome, I realised that you'll make all kinds of enemies with your personalities and get killed off sooner or later, if I don't have you learn the fact that not all beings are merely meatbags, you'll really be in trouble, you know?~'
'I knew from the fuckin start that you'll do this kinda shit you whore!'
Turning to the side where the door was, a few faces could be seen peering in, a varying set of emotions present on their face.
Walking to the door, he pushed it open entirely but could not leave due to the children that blocked his way.
One of the younger boy walked up and kicked at his knee with all his strength, but to the him who could not feel pain, he merely stared at the boy who were roughly his height.
"You made mommy cry! Say that you're sorry!" The child had slits for his pupils similar to the woman which were focused on Noctus.
Before he could retaliate, the man behind him picked him up by the collar of his shirt and said with a gentle expression on his face, "Don't worry about it children, now go and play, okay?"
Hearing his words, most of the children dispersed, leaving a single girl.
"Daddy," A shorter girl that had demon wings called out, "Why is it that this boy has a lot of people inside of him? There's even a girl!"
Placing Noctus behind him, he squatted down and patted the girl's hair, "Don't worry about it, go play with the others."
As they watched her leave, Noctus spat, "No wonder you didn't have time to even notice your child was gone, you were here busy creating your family."
Escaping the room from the opening between the man and the door, he turned around to ask, "Where do I stay and where is my things."
"Turn right, the fifth door labelled nine."
Without thanking him, Noctus left and entered his own room, after figuring out how the locking mechanism for the door worked, he locked it and lay face first onto his bed.
This will be troublesome.
Though afterwards, he threw the matter to the back of his head and started to read the books Iris had gave him as the person herself explained the contents.
Just like that, he spent the whole night reading with a interesting thing called a lamp and only realised the time when the woman knocked on his door, "Do you want to eat breakfast?" she had asked with a loud voice.
This time, Lupus was in control and he was currently practicing with the axe he had grown fond of, he entirely ignored her as it wasn't necessary to eat, his cells use energy from mana that it collected.
Though his axe was blunt and couldn't be used for fighting, their weapons had been switched to safer ones.
Immersing themselves with all kinds of things in the large room, they spent days cooped up in there without bothering to socialise with the curious children that paced around the outside of the door, however after about a week or so, one of the children broke in.
"Onii-chan! Let's play!" A girl with twin tails called out, she had broke the door with a kick and excitedly pounced in, disrupting Argo who were drawing on the walls using the stationary Iris had provided.
It was a pattern all of the personalities knew well, when there was only one in the past, the original had loved to draw onto the walls using the blood of the dead attackers.
Hearing the girl shout, the marker in Argo's hand dropped to the ground and he spun around to see the girl and a boy behind her, the boy eerily similar to himself.
"G-Get out!" He shouted, running towards them to push them out of his room.
Though as he ran, the two of the children didn't move, they were dumbfounded at the state of the room, the bed will littered with countless books and weapons were strewn on the floor, the walls were scribbled onto beautifully and the smell was terrible.
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