Little did I know... - Amber Foster (books suggested by elon musk TXT) 📗

Police are still investigating his death and they are hoping to find some evidence."

I felt incomplete. If I hadn't killed Mark, who had?

"Scarlet." My name echoed throughout the room and hit me pretty hard. No one has ever called me by Scarlet since I first came here. I lifted my head and my eyes wondered to the door. "Leander?" My heart raced as he stepped in and shut the door behind him. His dark brown hair that grew over a year covered one of his eyes making me tremble.

"Long time no see." He said as he sat at the end of my bed. I wanted to hug him and tell him,"I've missed you" or "Why haven't you contacted me?" The questions that yield abundantly in my mind subsided deeper and soon disappeared. All that's important is that Leander was sitting right in front of me and that's all that mattered.

Snapping out of my thoughts, I smiled slightly at Leander as he stared at me with his alluring emerald green eyes.
"Yeah." I blurted. A year. It's been a year without Leander and now he's back. Why wouldn't I be kinda ticked off? He hadn't contacted me when he said he would. If he came here to apologize, it better be one heck of a good one.
"Scarlet, I don't know how to say this." Leander said as he rubbed his head. "Just come out with it." I said as I flung my legs over the side of my bed and my feet touched the cold hard floor. Leander held a thick tan folder in his hand. "What's that?" I asked as I pointed to the folder. Leander looked at me and said,"Remember Fierce Walker?"

"Of course I do," I said as I stood up and continued,"why?" The folder that Leander was holding was thrown to the side and landed exactly where I was sitting. "Information." Leander said as he stood up and walked over to me. I looked down at the folder with a name in bold.

Fierce Walker

I picked the folder up and flipped it open. Information filled the page.

When he was born?
Who his parents were?
What he looked like?

"Everything but a picture." I said as I closed the folder and laid it back down on the bed. "At least there is a description." Leander pointed out. I nodded and my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pull it out and slid my finger across the screen to unlock it. A red box that sat in the corner of my text messages. I click the envelope and clicked on the new text message.

Scarlet Stryker, next task. Find Fierce Walker.

I sighed and shoved my phone back into my pocket.

"Where do I begin?" I asked.

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     I narrowed my eyes at Leander as he pushed me toward an abandon building. It was probably 70 years or so old and of the looks of it it was on the verge to collapse. I crossed my arms over my chest as Leander stopped pushing me and flung his arm over my shoulder. I snickered and bumped my shoulder up to knock his arm off. His arm fell back down to his side and he sighed.

"What does an abandon old building have to do with Fierce?" I asked.

"It was the last place we saw him." Leander stated.

"Last place?! Last place, My ass. When was it? 1940's." I joked. Leader stared at me for a few seconds and glanced back at the building.

Oh, god.

"Seriously? 1940?" I muttered still shocked that it's been seventy-three years since Fierce was last seen.

Leader ignored me once again and walked off toward the building. I groaned as he disappeared inside and left me all alone outside. I wait for a few seconds and decided to follow after him. Stepping over dead trees and rotten wood, I walked over to a hole that lead into the building. It was either I stand out here like an idiot or go inside.

So I stepped inside and looked around.

By the looks of it, the place use to be expensive. A ruined violet red carpet laid on the broken floor and the walls had a old, dull gold color, which must have once been a shiny gold. I craned my neck to look up the spiral stairs. Must have been like a thousand or more stairs. I felt sorry for the people who had to walk up them.

Ignoring the voice telling me not to EVEN dare to walk up the stairs, I started to walk up them anyway.

HEY! It's not my fault. I have a very...curious...brain.

I flinched at every creek that echoed as I stepped onto each one of the steps. I grabbed the wobbly railing hoping to use it for comfort but nope. The darn thing nearly broke and fell to the floor. I dropped my hand back down to my side and continued up the stairs.

I'd say half but I would be lying right through my teeth. I wasn't even close to the top stair. Maybe about a hundred to go.

Oh, god. Who builds friggin' houses like this?! I mean, come on!

"Lazy, much?" An unfamiliar voice muttered around the top step and my head shot toward it. My eyes landed on a pair of mesmerizing Zircon blue eyes.

"No, wait....Who the heck are you?!" I blurted as I reached the top stair and stood right in front of a tall black haired guy.

"My names Walker. Fierce Walker." He said as he pushed his hand through his black hair making it messy, which only made him even more hot. Wait....Fierce? Walker? Fierce? Fierce Walker?

The name. Oh, fudge nutter! Fierce Walker! I mentally slapped myself.

"Oh, so now you're stealing James Bond's lines." That came out more calm then I expected. I mean I was suppose to be beating this guy senseless right now or handcuffing him.

He rolled his eyes and shoved his hands into his pockets.

Silence.

Out of no where I was thrown in the air and over a shoulder. I blinked my eyes a few times to adjust my vision but my eyes stared at a black T-shirt and that's when I realized I was hanging over Fierce's shoulder. I started kicking and punching.

"Oh, feisty. You're just making this even more fun, Sweetheart." He told me as I felt him begin to walk. I could tell he was smirking.

"Perv." I muttered.

"What was that?" He asked.

"P-e-r-v-e-r-t." I spelled it out for him and huffed. He chuckled and his hand touched just under my freaking ass.

Heck. No.

"Move it or lose it." I spat even though I knew it came out hoarse because everything was rushing to my head.

"Oh, I'll be happy to." He said and his hand moved down my leg sending shots of electricity all over my body. I scrunched my nose and sighed.

I sucked in a deep breath and yelled,"Leader!" Fierce stopped and his body tensed. He dropped me back down on my feet and smirked.

"You shouldn't of did that, Sweetheart." He whispered and then before I could take his words in everything went pitch black.

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A/N: I KNOW, I KNOW. Short chapter. ._. Don't blame me. Okay. BLAME ME.

I have a great EXCUSE!

Okay.

A ninja appeared in my room wearing a pink ninja outfit (YES! PINK!). He kidnapped me and I ended up at some weird Unicorn land with rainbows. I escaped but found myself lost in a forest with fairies. After a long time of walking...I made it to a strange waffle boat. I got on and somehow I finally got home. :D

SEE?! I TOLD YOU. A GOOD EXCUSE.

Lol. Okay....I've been busy with School. No kidding......I have like a two page report. Not ONE PIECE OF PAPER BUT TWO. Grrr.....Not to mention the huge test I have to take tomorrow(plus it will take two days to take the friggin test).

BUT I don't care. I will update anyway xD

KAY. THANKS. HEART. COMMENT.

-Amber

 

Chapter Three

THUMP!

Crap.

I groaned as I realized I've fallen off what seemed to be a bed. Well, that is what humans sleep on. I slowly push myself up from the floor and looked around. I was in a bedroom.

A plain white bedroom. It was simple like all other rooms in a house. A night stand sat next to the bed, a dresser off to the right, a twin sized bed that my body laid upon, a bathroom just near the bedroom door, and a desk far off from it. 


     I sighed and ran a hand through my messy hair. Strands fell back down in front of my face and I pushed them behind my ear. I slung my legs over the bed and brought my feet to the cold hard floor that sent a shiver up my spine. Slowly getting off of the bed, I started to tip-toe towards the bedroom door making sure to not making any noise.

     When my hand was in arm length of the knob, I reached out and opened the door.  Popping my head out the side to check down the hallway making sure no one was in sight, I flung the door open and ran down the hallway to a set of stairs. I walked down the stairs into the random open door to my left, which led me into the kitchen. I scanned the area for any sign of the Zircon blue eyes and Black hair boy.     

 I stopped and walked up to the object that had caught my eye. Grabbing it from the holder and taking one of my pale slender fingers on the cold, flat surface, moving my finger along the side to the sharp point and back down again. Knives had also fascinated me.      

     A jolt of electric flowed through my shoulder where someone's hand had touched. My eyes grew wide and I spun around with the knife. Without thinking, I had extended my arm out towards the person and ended up almost cutting their face. I blinked a couple times to process what happened and then scowled. In front of me stood the Zircon blue eyed pervert himself. I scoffed and gave him a death glare.

"Put the knife down." Fierce had told me with a serious expression.

"I don't know," I began as I came closer to him and continued to speak,"It's a pretty damn knife. I don't think I want to put it down."
 

Fierce sighed and stared down at me. His Zircon blue eyes burning my soul piece by piece. Then something strange happened. I had put the knife down on the island behind Fierce. I would never do such