New Eden: Live to Play, Play to Live

Chapter 902  Brought To The Middle Of Nowhere

Of course, things were never so simple…

The minute Alex thought about his relaxing evening, his intercom rang.

Rolling his eyes up in annoyance, Alex got up to check who it was. It was the front desk.

Tapping the screen to answer, Alex put on a bright smile.

"Yes, Peter. What can I do for you?"

"Mr. Leduc. Good day to you. You have a visitor in the lobby. Says she needs to talk to you urgently."

Alex frowned. He wasn't expecting anyone to come here.

A call, sure. But not a visit.

"Did she give her name?" he asked.

"Yes. It's madam Constantine Levesque…" the man said, looking at the woman with a tinge of fear.

Alex's smile dropped, his face going placid.

"Tell her to fuck off. I don't want to see her," Alex said, before hanging up.

But as he walked back toward the sofa, his intercom rang again. Alex growled low as he glared at the damn device.

He tapped to reply and looked a lot less happy.

"Peter, I said she needs to—" he started saying before seeing the person on the intercom camera.

"I need to what, boy?! Say it to my face! You and I need to talk and you are not turning me away!" Constantine said, her face a mask of rage.

In the back, Alex could see the assistant, with her still slightly scarred face, holding Peter, with her hand around his throat with a menacing look at his neck.

"Fine. You want it to your face? Fuck off, Constantine! I don't want you near my home. Don't think I won't call in people to drag your sorry ass away," he threatened.

"Hah! As if the police would do anything to me!" she spat.

"Whomever talked about the police? The ones I'll call can deal with you. And if they aren't enough, then maybe you need a little refresher on what happened the last time you came? Or maybe ask your little bitch behind you?" Alex mocked, his face looking vicious.

Constantine gulped as the memory of her fall came back to mind.

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"I'm serious, boy. We need to talk. Please." She asked, stepping on her pride.

Alex grit his teeth, wanting to refuse her with every fibre of his body. But she might know something they didn't…

While he stood there, feeling conflicted about this, he heard a conflagration behind him, and as he turned, he only saw a trail of fire leaving the balcony.

"Fuck!" Alex snapped, realizing what was about to happen.

He immediately reached into Solomon's signet, pulling out Asmodeus by force, and melding with him.

The demon was in shock and unable to stop it from happening. His mind took a back seat faster than he could ask what was happening.

Alex extended his senses toward the ground, feeling everyone in the lobby, just as Kary landed in the street below. He teleported to the door, blocking Kary's path.

"Kary, stop!" he shouted, reverting back to normal.

"Get out of my way," she growled, her body still on fire.

Around her feet, the sidewalk's concrete was melting, and the pedestrians started crying out in fear and running away.

"You can't do this, Kary. It would make you no better than her. Go back to the Penthouse and wait for me there. Please," he implored her, taking a step toward her.

Alex was feeling the heat, but he coated himself heavily in mana, to counteract it, and at least didn't burn from the proximity.

He took a tentative step toward Kary, who flinched and stepped back, not wanting to hurt him.

"Love. You're better than this. Let me deal with her. Don't sully your hands on the likes of her," he said softly.

Alex stepped forward again, reaching to grab her arm. The mana on his hand was melting away as his skin started to sizzle.

He winced in pain, and he grabbed the flaming arm, and Kary immediately extinguished the flames, fearing she might hurt him.

"Why do you even care if I burn her? No one will care. I'm pretty sure the world hates her, right now…" Kary said, her eyes sad.

"Because I don't want you to bear that weight. If someone else gets to her, then let them carry that burden. Keep your conscience clear, and your soul clean. She doesn't deserve your fury."

Kary looked at him, feeling his words were a bit hypocritical. But she wasn't going to fight him on it in the street like this.

"Fine. I'll go back up. But make this quick. I want to go back to cuddling."

Alex nodded with a smile, and Kary stepped back, reignited herself, and flew up to their home. The people in the cars on the street looked on in shock and horror.

Meanwhile, Alex turned around to enter the building. He walked straight to the counter and looked at the terrified Peter, who was being held hostage.

"I'm here. Say your piece and beat it. And leave that poor man alone," Alex said, looking at the assistant.

"Nah, I don't want to," the woman replied with a crazed look in her eyes.

Alex glared at her.

"I wasn't asking, you lesser being," Alex growled, his aura exploding out before it became razor sharp and focused on her mind.

In an instant, the weight of all his mana crashed directly into her mind, and he watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She dropped to the ground, convulsing and frothing at the mouth.

Constantine had only a fraction of a second to feel the erupting power before it concentrated, and already, her fingers were trembling.

'That feeling… It was like when Gaius gets angry… No. It can't be… Gaius is a god. And he's a… a… What in the hells are you, Alexander Leduc?' she thought, her mind falling into a mess.

Alex looked back at her, as Peter ran to the back of the room, backing away from the danger. He'd heard about what Alexander was capable of doing from people who'd kept up to date on the news.

Peter was not about to try to find out…

"Spit it out, Constantine. Or I let Kary back down here, and you'll end up in an urn, if there is anything left of you," Alex threatened.

The woman's gaze snapped back into focus, and she glowered at him.

"Don't threaten me, boy. I'm still the one who holds power here. Who do you think will re-establish a connection to New Eden? You? Your pitiful friends?" she spat in disdain.

Alex huffed a laugh.

"You? Get real, woman. You came here, stepping on your pride to meet with me, because you don't know how to go back. You came here hoping I would. Am I wrong?" Alex said, as he started stepping toward her.

Given the current situation, he could easily figure out why she would come to him. If she knew how to reconnect their worlds, she would have already done so.

EG was bleeding money, and her reputation tanked faster than a snapped boat in an ocean storm.

Constantine clicked her tongue, annoyed.

"Fine, I'll talk. But not here. There are too many unwanted ears. Let's go up to your penthouse," Constantine said, walking back out from behind the reception desk.

"No."

She stopped, looking back at him.

"Excuse me?"

"I said no. We are not going up. You aren't stepping foot in my home ever again. I would rather kill you here, in front of people watching, then allow you in my home again.

"As for the woman waiting up there, she would also gladly incinerate you for what your assistant did last time. If you want to talk in private, I can arrange that. But not in my home."

The woman glared at him, her mind reeling from his audacity.

"You don't call the shots, boy!" she howled, stepping toward him, her skin suddenly glowing golden.

She had just about had it with his commanding attitude. She was the champion of Gaius, for crying out loud.

But, the next moment, her rage was sapped away and replaced by fear, as Alex appeared before her, eyes black and red, hand on her throat.

She could barely breathe, as Alex had almost completely crushed her throat already.

"You fucking annoying, obnoxious woman! I'm tired of being nice. You want to talk alone? You'll get what you want. That is, if you are able to talk while I pummel you into the ground."

The next second, Constantine felt a swirling feeling, and the scenery changed.

They were now in a cold and deserted plain, with rocks and puddles of water as their audience.

Alex had teleported them to the basin of James Bay, where he had slept that one night.

And he wasn't here to talk.

Throwing Constantine into a pillar of stone, he watched as she cannonball'd into it, slamming to a stop hard and coughing blood.

"You can huff and puff all you want here. No one will hear you. No one will see you. And above all, once I'm done with you, no one will ever find you. Let's see you talk your way out of this one."