Deceitful Lottery (MxM)| Y.E.P.1 series, BOOK 1 - 4

24. Chapter - The Dead Man

I knew this was a perfect song for this chapter the first time I heard it! It suits it so well! ^.^

Let's find out who the mysterious visitor from the previous chapter is, shall we? ^.^

Hope you'll enjoy the chapter!

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What followed was a complete uncontrollable chaos. Corey wasn't sure what was happening, but he could feel the dark atmosphere full of terror all around him, engulfing him in its claws. Everyone was full on panicking. The visitors were running all around, trying to get out of the hall but getting stuck on their way because the exits were blocked by masses of others unable to go through. It was terrifying. The screams and yelling, one voice over another, no one listening to anyone. All rationality was gone and the only emotion present was fright and a need to flight.

Seeing the chaos, Corey couldn't quite decide what to pay attention to first and his reactions were slowed down. He knew he had to look for Adam and see if he was alright, but there were so many disturbing elements he found himself panicking as well, not knowing what was more important. The guards seemed to make the decision for him, though, when they systematically moved and formed a half-moon in front of the Royal family, shielding them from the demon-looking alien. Rey's eyes were immediately on them as the sudden movement caught his attention, his mind overloaded and Adam forgotten.

Mogae was luckily quick-witted enough and managed to slip behind the guards with Adam in his toes, so they were safely hidden among the royal family, making everyone less worried.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" the alien said in perfect English, not even a touch of an accent.

His voice was wicked. He was grinning from ear to ear, showing his sharp teeth topped by elongated fangs, his eyes shining with anger. Corey didn't have any idea who it was, but he knew his purpose. It was screaming from all around him, and it would take a complete idiot to not notice.

He was angry, knew the royal family, and was calling them out in a voice full of contempt. He was there for vengeance. And whatever his reason was, his presence had a huge effect on everyone in the room. The fact he could enter the palace so easily wasn't helping the situation either. It would definitely hurt the royal family in the worst possible way. Based on the reactions from everyone, people would most likely lose some of their trust in them, and there was nothing worse than that for a ruler. If that was his intention, he definitely succeeded. People would remember this incident for a long time.

He looked around, sighing,

"If I should be honest, I expected a warmer welcoming, but whatever. I'm used to this kind of a treatment." Shrugging his shoulders and directing his piercing gaze on the royal family, he smiled.

"I decided to take a pity on you even though you are acting this way. Don't you think me speaking this language is nice? Majority of people in this room have no idea what I'm saying." He stopped, shaking his head after few seconds.

"I'm hopeless. Such a nice guy," he paused again, his expression suddenly hardening, eyes darkening, "even though you killed me," he finished, the roughness and force with which he said those word sending shivers down Corey's spine. He found himself trembling, unable to look away. As if hypnotized.

There was something about the alien that draw him in, something familiar, something he couldn't place. And as much as he was sure he had never seen him before, he just saw something in him. And it scared him even more.

"This is impossible," Isdoy whispered suddenly, his eyes shining with fresh tears that were about to spill over.

"Impossible. You are not here. I am hallucinating. I have to be. Is this a nightmare?" he was babbling on, not paying attention to anything around him. Patrick was trying to get through to him by shaking him roughly, but the young prince was not reacting at all. He was staring right at the intruder, lips trembling. A memories he didn't want to remember flooded his mind, replaying the events of the past as if it happened the day before.