Loki’s Successor System Chapter 139: Reluctant

Within in the dos was a bit strange. As I briskly trotted back to the place from which we had only just co, I knocked chest and shoulders into many of the slew of leering strangers. The ones who fell victim to my clumsinesseither cursed , pushed , or flash an evil look at . This, as one would expect, reminded to keep my distance.

I was the only one going back. Back to the strange organization where there were strange won in white, all acting like robots. But I had to go back. I've lost sothing valuable to there.

I stopped at the entrance. It seed to be locked. I was the last survivor of the invasion, and the last person to make it to this do from the outside world. That was why the woman in white referred to as a strange code with the number ten thousand at the end.

After releasing , Miguel and Hanso it would appear that they closed shop afterward. I stood in front of the entrance. A few ters away from , a strange man stood.

Without turning around to look at ; he started to talk. "You have sothing in there too, don't you?" his voice was a bit husky.

I shifted on my feet. "Y-yeah," I stuttered, "I do. I left sothing in there."

"Well too bad," he said, "it's like forever lost now."

I grimaced at him. "Why'd you say that?"

"Those people ... they're not gonna let you have what's lost. They don't give a shit about any of us. The Governnt was always like this, so no surprise there. I've been waiting hours for them to give what's been lost. I need it. It's not an object, I can't just have it confiscated."

"I lost a tal bat that ans the world to ," I said, "What'd you lost lost?"

"I lost everything," the man said. "But I intend to get it back."

I shifted on my feet. I had to get back to my friends before they got too far. I couldn't afford to waste ti here. I cupped both my hands around my mouth, and shouted, "HEY, PEOPLE IN THERE! I LEFT SOTHING INSIDE!"

"HEY, PEOPLE!"

"I KNOW THIS PLACE HAS CARAS! C'MON, OPEN UP!"

"It's fruitless," the man said, "I've tried that already."

I lowered my hands to my side.

"They're not gonna open it unless it's for one of those n in black. And you said you lost a tal bat?"

"Yeah," I scratched my head, "I did. But it's not just so tal bat, it's"

"Trashed," the man interjected, "they probably trashed that thing already. They tend to keep the phenonons such as strange people or people with strange items or Abilities, but anything such as your insignificant belongings is deed trivial and most likely trashed."

"They can't just do that. The bat's important to ."

He still hadn't turned around. "But they can. What are you, sobody who lived under a rock for all your life? The Governnt doesn't care."

I did, unfortunately, live under a rock. I was a coward all my life. And then rock was my shelter, my comfort zone. I never ever left my comfort zone. I feared people and changes. I lived under high expectations and autocracy for so long. All in all, I did live under a rock for all my life.

I furrowed my brows. "I don't care about the Governnt. I lost sothing really valuable to only in there. Sothing I've cherished. A gift. The only remnants of the world we had before. What's last of the people I love. The only thing I'm good at using. That tal bat, it's my most prized possession. So I have to get in there to retrieve it."

The man sighed. "Sa story here for . But like I said, I didn't lose an object. I lost soone. The last of the outside world. Soone I didn't care about until only recently. I neglected this soone. Loathed this soone. And I know I was wrong. But I've changed. And I've realized that the person in there ans the world to . So I'll do everything in my power to reclaim."

Slowly, he turned around to face . He possesed brown hair, crimson eyes, and a birthmark on his neck. His physique was strikingly familiar, like I've seen it before. "I knew that girly voice of yours had to belong to a teenager. I reckon you're fifteen years old."

"I'm sixteen," I said, folding my arms. "Ash Woods is the na."

The man smiled. "Ah, sixteen, huh. I was close enough. Well, Ash, you seem like you are the real shit. I'm Xavier, just middle aged man who wishes not to disclose his age."

Xavier ...

His na was familiar as well.

"Have I," I asked, "t you sowhere before?"

"No. But I was a cop before getting fired. You know how the cops are. Sorry if we had a bad past or more so first eting. I don't rember stuff like that, unfortunately."

"Ah, I see. But I doubt we've t before. Yet, I feel like we have t before."

"That doesn't matter," Xavier said, "Not right now it doesn't. The dire objectivewhich matters a whole lotis getting back what's in that organization."

"How are we gonna do that?"

"Well," Xavier turned around, walking closer to the exit. "It's either we make a lot of noise and infuriate them or," he stopped, "we burn the whole place down."

I scratched behind my head. "The latter's a bit too much. What if the person you're looking for gets burned in there."

"I know what the consequences are," Xavier said, "but the people aren't gonna let a fire burn all their research and whatnot. So fire could work," he raised his hand, "what do you have at your disposal?"

Was he referring to an ability?

"Let's try the forr, which is making a lot of noise first," I said, walking up to the entrance gate.

I felt Xavier's eyes on .

I started knocking on the gate aggressively. "HEY YOU! PEOPLE IN THERE! I'M NOT GONE YET! I'M NOG STOPPING UNTIL YOU OPEN UP! OPEN THE DAMN GATES!" I knocked the gate a multitude of tis.

Then, I leaned on it, trying to push it open. I clenched my teeth. "CO ON, OPEN UP!!!"

Xavier cackled. "I don't think that's gonna wor"

Suddenly, the gate opened. I was leaning on it, so I went crashing to my face. "I'm okay!" I shook my head, and slowly ascended to my knees.

Then, I slowly looked up at the man towering over . It was an infuriated man in a black suit, breathing like a Buffalo while glaring dauntingly into my fragile, cowardly soul.