Jordan

　　“You need me and unless you give me control, you’re going to lose everything you love,” he threatened and I shoved my fingers into my forehead, gritting my teeth.

　　He was fucking messing with me, I thought and I took a look at the dead bodies of I and Lycian.

　　I closed my eyes and breathed out loud. That instant, I felt sucked away from that reality and I opened my eyes.

　　I gasped as I opened my eyes and felt the drawing force let go of me.

　　I was in the same open field I had been the first time I got into this crazy mental world. It was the first time I confronted that dark replica and the place looked the same as it had been the day I fought my dark replica.

　　The trees and flowers were all grey in color, wilted and robbed of life.

　　Why the hell was I back here? I sighed out loudly, throwing my hand in frustration. I really need all of this to stop so I can concentrate on what’s really happening in reality.

　　Two Sanctum officials were killed, I want to know the outcome of those following Nicole and most importantly, I was missing Lycian so badly.

　　Actually, this was only limbo being a spatial-time dick and it would be only a second difference when I come out of that portal.

　　“Well…..well….well.” I heard a familiar voice behind me and I groaned internally. I was super frustrated with having to deal with myself everytime.

　　I was supposed to be getting memories of the past.

　　Not this.

　　I slowly turned around to see my dark replica standing metres away from him. My eyes darted to his left hand which was holding a large sickle.

　　Oh Fuck! Why does he have to try and kill me everytime. I was tired of having to try and survive.

　　Maybe I should just let him kill me this time and see what happens. This was just a mental illusion anyway and I would still step out of that portal completely well and okay.

　　Maybe then, this illusion world would even break and I would no longer have to see him again.

　　He looked at me and traced my gaze to his hand. He looked up and smirked as he noticed how I looked at the sickle in his hand.

　　To my surprise, the sickle slowly disappeared from his hand with his lips still curled up into a wide grin.

　　“Oh, I’m not here to fight you,” he said in a soft and icy voice. He smiled mischievously and tapped his left foot on the floor arlt a consistent pace.

　　“Instead of killing you, I think I’d rather wait it out till I get what I’ve always wanted,” He continued and he slowly walked towards me.

　　What was he saying?

　　“Yeah, I totally understand what you said,” o said in a sarcastic tone and looked at him cautiously as he continued moving towards me.

　　Who knows? All of this could be pretense and he might want to catch me off guard. Well, I said I would let him do whatever the hell he wanted, but I still can’t help the survival instincts kicking him.

　　“You badly wanted to maintain control and in a split second of desperation, I was let through,” He said with a smile and just as he reached me, he stopped briefly, looking at me and then walking past me.

　　I sighed internally and turned around to face him.

　　He raised his hands up in the air and I watched as the dried up plants around began to blossom and get filled with life once again.

　　He turned around to face me and he was still smiling.

　　“You’re going to need me sooner or later and I think I’m ready to take my chances,” He said and as the plants all fully blossomed, I saw his heart begin to bleed.

　　It was the same injury I had caused the first time when I struck him with the sickle.

　　“I’m the Reaper, I can’t he shut off,” he croaked out in pain and I watched as a dark gust of wind formed behind him and sucked him away.

　　Okay, that wasn’t eerie.

　　I sighed and looked around me. There was nothing but a vast expanse of trees and green.

　　There was a rift metres away from where I stood. The same one I had been hanging to the first time I got into this gof forsaken mental world. That was eight months ago when those bastard Wizards had been digging into my mind to find an information that wasn’t there.

　　Garr’s concern might have been justified after all. All this could be a result of the digging and they had messed with my mind.

　　Suddenly, a dark gust of wind formed before me and immediately sucked me in.

　　*

　　I gasped as I stepped out of the portal and I blinked my eyes open. Lycian faced me and he looked at me inquiringly, but I smiled, assuring him that it was nothing.

　　We were in a large room in the Sanctum headquarters and it was filled with officials, computers, and spells being performed at the corner.

　　I felt the portal close behind me and Darell walked past me.

　　“How is the following going?” He asked as he walked towards a desk with a computer.

　　I and Lycian glanced at each other before walking towards the desk. There was a footage on the computer screen being taken by a camera attached to the helicopter following Nicole’s vehicle.

　　She was still driving and they were following her above closely.

　　Let’s hope they can know their base of operation this easily, I thought as I kept staring at Nicole’s red car below.

　　Soon, the car drove under a bridge, hiding the car, but the helicopter kepy flying. Soon, the red car came out of the other side of the bridge and they kept following the car.

　　Suddenly, the red car Nicole was driving in slowed down and came to the halt by the side of the road.

　　Why was she stopping.

　　The helicopter also stopped, hovering in the air. I looked at the door of the car open and someone stepped out of the car.

　　It was small, but I could see clearly because of whatever technology that camera was made of and my enhanced vision.

　　There were only two people in Nicole’s car when she left the restaurant and it was just her and her driver.

　　That man didn’t look anything like her driver.

　　The man walked over to the front of the car and opened the bonnet.

　　As if that wasn’t enough shock, two more guys stepped out of the car and one of them was holding an alcohol bottle.

　　“Fuck!” I cursed loudly and moved backward.

　　They all faced me and I pointed at the screen, “they’ve been tricked. That’s not Nicole’s car,” I said and Darell sighed in frustration. He was about to talk when he held his hand to air.

　　“We lost her sir, that’s not her vehicle,” one of the men said and I pulled my earpiece out of my ear, dropping it on the desk in frustration.

　　I guess I really underestimated Nicole and her group. They carried out every action cautiously and they were always one step ahead.

　　Darell sighed again and placed his palm on his forehead.

　　“I guess we’ll have to wait and see how your meeting with Nicole goes.”