The Infinite Realms

Chapter 25: Orphan

A girl wearing poor torn dirty clothes approaches Trevor.

"I found us what us something to eat let's go tell the others." a smile formed on her dirty face.

If she could take a bath and get a clean set of clothes she would be an outstanding beauty. Trevor could see this even behind the hideous outfit she had.

Trevor was no different, he wore a pair of black dirty torn shorts and a dirty black oversized coat.

His hair all dirty and disorganized.

He looked down to the girls feet then to his and they both had no shoes on.

Their bare feet touched the mud on the road.

"Am an orphan street child?" he thought to himself clearly displeased by the out come.

But what could he do, it was part of his mission.

The duo walked through a narrow alley into the slams and finally stopped by an old abandoned house.

The house must have been glorious in its early days but now, it looked like a falling haunted house.

Trevor followed behind the girl holding a polythene bag, and entered the house.

"Page. Your here." said a toddler running to hug the girl.

He was all skin and born just like all the other kids here but he always wore a smile radiating joy to those around him.

"What did you get us today Page?" the toddler asked with hands wrapped around Page's thighs looking up at her face with a cute smile.

Page walked to an old mat at the center of the room and displayed the contents of the bag, leftover food from a dumpster.

And this time they were even lucky they got some prices of meat.

Trevor looked on at the scene in front of him only speculating how it would end.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and went to join them.

Previously when Trevor was a kid, he would often meet beggars on busy streets while he was walking with his mom.

He could feel the at most sympathy for them and wish to do something but given his state, he couldn't.

He could only move on and thank the God for giving him a fortunate life cause living on the streets was torture.

But now, here he was, a poor street child.

"Where is Tony and Rose?" Page asked after looking around the kids.

"They had gone scavenging earlier, but haven't returned." stated one of the kids there.

"At least I get a roof to sleep under." Trevor thought noncommittally to himself as he cursed the dungeon that was randomly selected for him.

Page sat on the mat and crossed her legs in a sitting position, "Oh okay." she said understandably.

"Make sure to leave some for them, okay." she said after a few bites of the food.

She looked on to the children smiling as she watched them eat. She gave up her meal just to see them get full. This life sure was hard.

Trevor saw this and offered, "You can eat mine."

But Page kindly rejected.

As they were having their meal, the door slammed open as another skinny figure walked in. He hurriedly walked to page and Trevor panting with a worried face.

Page, seeing this, her smile disappeared and worry flooded her face as she stood up; "What happened Tony?... Where Rose?" she hastily said.

"It's... It's"Tony paused as he inhaled sharply from time to time.

" It's the slave sentinels. They captured her and when they tried to capture me, I fled just in time... "he inhaled sharply after a burst of words," What are we going to do? "

Page frowned even deeper whole pacing around the room;" I have to go rescue her... I have to go rescue her. "she repeated to herself on a crazy state as she hurried to door.

But just then, she collides with a hard chest and was sent to the ground on her bum.

She looked up at the burly figure that just appeared on the door.

An ugly look appeared on the man's face reflecting the ugly thoughts he was having as he looked down at the before him.

The brown leather helmet and shirt that held on to his muscular physic would cast fear to those who saw it.

It was the slave sentinels, they capture low ranked poor people and make them slaves or s*x workers.

They must have followed Tony here.

The figure stepped into the house and stood aside, his eyes still fixed on Page on the ground.

Another figure in the same attire entered the house with playful smirk.

"Oh what do we have here?" said the new sentinel that entered with a playful smirk as if he were looking at his prey.

"Today must be a lucky day for us." He said patting on his colleague's shoulder.

"Beat it Brad, I saw her first," said the first man in a displeased tone.

"No problem, we can share, you'll take the first bite and I'll take the leftovers." Brad said still insisting on desire.

"These a**holes sure are shameless, can't they see they are in front of children." Trevor thought to himself a little shaken by their shamelessness.

He rolled his eyes at them seeing their despicable actions .

After the first dungeon he attempted, he wouldn't usually be afraid of burly men. But these were magical dungeons, he wouldn't dare underestimated their difficulty.

What if the figures in front of him possessed some kind of magic.

Trevor could only nervously think of the possibilities as he watches the ongoing onslaught.

Page was terror struck the moment she caught sight of men that just entered uninvited. He pupils dilated as her mouth gaped open and her breathing became heavy.

But she kept on wincing in pain from the injuries she got when she fell down.

The first sentinel licked lips in arousal when he saw the way Page looked like at the moment.

"You despicable!" Page shook her head the men in front of her while catching her bruises elbow.

The men in front of her laughed at the sight of that.

The first slave slayer unbuckled his belt as he locked his lips with and evil smirk.

The young toddler ran to the rescue of his dear sister yelling and crying at the men, "Stop this... Leave us alone."

One of the other kids quickly followed behind him while calling him back to safety but the toddler wouldn't listen.

He wrapped his arms around Page crying; "Why are these bad men here?"

Page forced a smile to assure the boy; "Everything will be find Oliver." she patted his head.

The burly man got enraged at the silly kid that just disrupted his business. He grabbed him by his hand and pulled him off Page angrily; "Can't you see am in the middle of something here." his face turned crimson red.

Oliver said no farther. He bit the man's wrist and he winced at the excruciating pain. As a result he threw Oliver a meter away from him ruthlessly.

"Oliver!" the kids cried out.

Trevor couldn't take it any longer so he grabbed a piece of broken wood on the floor and threw it at the slave slayer.

The latter clutched his face in pain as a small stream of blood flowed down from his eyebrow.

He looked at Trevor with killing intent then drew out his sword from its sheath.

The screeching sound from the sheath filled the air as a silver light reflected onto Trevor's face.

The slave slayer's face puffed with anger as he dashed towards Trevor.

He raised up his silver sword preparing to finish off Trevor with one strike.

Trevor seeing this, could make out the fact that the man before him possessed no magic since he resorted to physical means, so he wouldn't hold back one bit.

Blade, behind them had a slightly remorseful expression but he was still smiling; he couldn't help but feel a little pity for the boy who was about to have his head rolling down the floor. Alas, that was what he thought, because in that moment, the slave slayer that was set to destroy Trevor suddenly topped and a blue flame was seen encasing his whole body.

He looked confused for a moment because it didn't hurt but after a while, he was screaming his lungs out! He was set ablaze in 2 seconds!

After a minute of crying, the fire went out and a black corpse could be seen on the ground.