Chapter #19; The Plan
1060 Words
Iris was fuming, pacing to and fro Sakin and Aibek’s apartment. She was plotting ways to get even with Ryeon over her bright pink yet soaked track outfit. Aibek was continuously stepping into her pace space and waving his hands frantically in front of her face.
“Hey! We don’t have to go that far, all he did was get you wet...”
Sakin pulled Aibek outside and closed the door behind him, leaving Iris unattended in their flat that had now become her playground for initiating all the destruction she pleased.
“What’s up with you?”
He slammed his hand against the door, demanding an explanation to his varying personalities.
“You were fine with killing Adawna, why stop here?”
“Because...”
He watched with a raised eyebrow as Aibek paused mid-sentence.
“Because I killed her in an attempt to get rid of my powers. You know that...”
Sakin grabbed onto a part of his shirt with a tight fist.
“It’s something more than that, isn’t it?”
He looked at him, his nose raised high in the air.
“I feel sorry for Leila, really, I do, but that caused this and it led to more problems somehow.”
Sakin let his shoulders drop, soon finding himself seemingly pondering over the cracks in the cement, though he was actually pondering over his excuses. He grabbed him by the collar, this time, and pulled him down to his height, forcing Aibek to look at him.
“Why even try to mess with a part of yourself?”
Aibek pushed him away, sending him careening onto the sidewalk.
“I didn’t want to end up like father...”
Aibek grabbed onto his own shoulder, turning away to inspect the obscure details of the birch wood door. Sakin squinted his eyes laying on the road, trying to comprehend anything.
...
“What?”
He commented in a harsh whisper.
Just then a motorbike swerved around Sakin and the biker screamed his lungs out at him as he passed by. It took the life out of both of them for a second. Sakin then continued to glare at Aibek, pushing himself up by the knee with the same look.
“What do you mean?”
It was at that point that Aibek had now lost it.
“YOU’RE DOING JUST FINE WITHOUT HIM AROUND, WHY CAN’T I?”
Sakin stood there, face as blank as an exam answer sheet.
“If I’m following what you’re saying right,”
He started.
“You’re implying that I’m your brother.”
Aibek shrugged his shoulders.
“So?”
“WHAT?”
Sakin couldn’t decide which was more frustrating; the fact that Aibek was his older brother of Aibek’s lacklustre reaction.
Then it hit him.
Wait! If he’s my brother, shouldn’t my memory have been wiped when he got his powers? Oh right, he didn’t have his wiped, but then shouldn’t mine have been wiped when he got his powers? Also, aren’t siblings paired together?
Wait!
“Aren’t our last names different?”
This was the most infuriating of his queries.
“Naar’s just my middle name, which I added after the activation.”
Middle Name? So his name’s Aibek Naar Okyanus? Didn’t Okyanus mean ocean? So he’s Aibek fire ocean? Is he a mangrove forest fire?
Sakin violently shook his head, pulling himself away from being lost in his own thoughts again.
The door swung open and crashed against the wall, causing flakes of peeling paint to flutter everywhere like snowflakes. Iris stood there, red in the head and face.
“Are you two done chit chatting?”
Aibek glanced back at Sakin.
“No.”
He said boldly, squinting his eyes for what was to come next.
“When will you be done?”
Aibek straightened his back from the slight slouch he had fallen into.
“When you decide to leave.”
Sakin watched the whole scenario intently, trying to predict what would happen next.
“You’re right. We need supplies anyways.”
She skipped off, going to wherever she intended to get her required materials from.
“Aibek, supplies for what?”
Aibek turned his head to where Iris skipped off, making sure she had left. Then he gestured Sakin to follow him inside.
“She wants to set Ryeon’s house on fire.”
He told him with a concerned face whilst closing the door behind him.
Sakin stood quietly for a moment, plotting out how to break the news to Ryeon. How to keep him safe from the planned mayhem and chaos.
“Whe—where are you going?”
He questioned Sakin as he pushed him aside, opening the door.
“To warn Ryeon.”
Aibek smiled softly at him.
Sakin hadn’t seen him do that for a while. It looks a little concerning though.
“I’m coming too.”
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He banged his fist on the door.
“Ryeon!”
...
He tried knocking on the door again.
“Ryeon!”
“Hi Sakin!”
Her bubbly greeting was not something any of the two expected, but it was at least better than nothing.
“Hey, Ammara, you HAVE to get out of this house NOW! Iris wants to burn it down after Ryeon got her wet.”
She held her hands up to signal Sakin to calm down.
“If she comes here, I’ll know. I’ll keep an eye out.”
Sakin did not expect her to be ready to cooperate so quickly.
“But...aren’t you...”
She interrupted halfway through his stutter.
“Honestly, if the stories about the snakes of our city are true, really nothing can surprise me.”
Ah.
“Plus I’ve known Iris long enough. It’s not too unexpected of her.”
“Please be careful.”
He gave her a soldier’s salute while running off to do their part in trying to stop Iris.
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She loaded a bit of kerosene into a water g*n, playing with it and spraying it around like students after the last day of school. Streams of it flowed down the back wall, including little droplets on Ryeon’s bedroom window.
Aibek’s sword glimmered against the harsh sun in her other gloved hand. She had quietly swiped it from a window when she found no one else there.
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