Alternative universe concept: The start - A missing blaze.
âI demand to see him!â Cried a womanâs voice from outside Louis's office.
Louis flicked his eyes from a paper he was reading and locked them on the door. He knew that voice very well and already dreaded her coming here.
He kept his cool and collected, superior presence and ignored the racket, hopeful that his temporary private secretary was tough enough to make her go away.
âIâm sorry miss, but heâs busy and specifically ordered me not to let anyone disturb him.â
âI donât care about what he said I have to see him!â
âMiss, I'm sorry, but you have to make an appointment beforehand... Mister Hamilton is a busy manâ
âFine! if you wonât help me I'll find him myself! Whereâs his office? Itâs that one isnât it?!â
âMiss please donât!â
Soon after that, his door flung open and a flaming red-haired woman stood wrathful at his door.
âIâm sorry, Mr. Hamilton, I tried tââ
Louis held out a hand, immediately stopping her from speaking. He stood from his chair and had his hands behind his back. His eyes offered no welcome or warmth towards her.
âMy lordâ Scarlett gave him a quick playful curtesy. A victorious smile painted across her face. She looked accomplished.
âLeave us,â he ordered his secretary keeping his voice as calm as he possibly could.
âButââ the secretary began to protest. She quickly stopped when her eyes caught his. She left just as quick.
âMy my, is this how you welcome an old friend, miâlord?â Scarlett teased.
Louis said nothing for a while. His jaw clenched for a brief moment. He stared at her like he was ready to murder her at any moment.
âWe are and never have been friendsâ he stated, âwhat is it you want?â He asked.
The girl took a couple steps forward until she was at the edge of his desk. She slipped her hand on the table, teasing her way to him.
âI heard you got married,â she said sweetly, her hand tracing the edge, âand you have a daughter now too?â she batted her lashes up at him, âyouâve changed a lot since our last encounterâ
She slowly slipped her hand to touch him, but just before she would, his hand gripped her wrist and turned her around, slamming her back onto the wall that was behind him. One hand twisted behind her back and the other wrapped around her neck.
The girl laughed and he tightened his grip in response, making her gasp for air. âI guess you havenât changed at all,â she croaked in midst her breathing difficulties.
âGive me one reason as to why I shouldnât kill you right nowâ he hissed.
âYouâll have a murder scene in your office and thatâs bad publiâ NRGHâ
âIrrelevantâ he tightened a little more. Now she was trying to get him to loosen his grip by using her free hand as her inability to breath hardened. Even zapping him with electricity failed to work.
âItâs about blazeâ Iâm here about blazeâ heâs goneâ She managed to say between each breath.
Louisâs face softened a little, his grip loosened.
âwhat?â He stepped back from her.
The girl coughed, wrapping a hand around her neck. âHeâs missingâ she spat the words at him, âI've come to believe that he jumped through either time or something of that sort.â
âAnd youâve come here asking for my helpâ he deducted mockingly as he folded his hands behind him, showing superiority.
âObviously!â She scoffed, âyouâre the only one that has knowledge of this- stuff.â
âBy stuff you mean mechanical engineering or because I'm well versed in the arts of quantum physics in correspondence to time travel and the universal wave function?â He asked a smirk formed on his face.
Scarlett had a puzzled look on her face. She shook her head, holding her hand out, âwhateverâ she dismissed, âdoes that mean youâre going to find him?â
âBlaze always could find his way back. He doesn't need my help what-so-everâ he walked back to his desk and arranged his papers, âyou may leave nowâ he sat behind his desk and resumed his reading.
âHe could get himself killed and youâre choosing to do nothing?â She tried to wrap her head around this. It made no sense to her. but she had a moment to think about it.
âof course you wonâtâ she scoffed.
She walked towards the front of his desk and placed her hands on her hips.
âWowâ she voiced it like this was the most unbelievable thing.
A pen twirled in his hand completely blocking her existence.
âYou know? You deserve an Oscar for this goodie good act youâre putting on. You may have fooled everyone specifically that wife of yours, but I see right through youâ she narrowed her eyes.
âYou really wonât help?â Desperation grew in her tone.
Louis exhaled a sigh and for a moment she was hopeful, but soon it was crumbled when he reached and pressed a button on his desk.
In a flash, his secretary opened the door, ây-yes sir?â
âEscort the lady outâ he ordered immediately and Scarlett's eyes widened.
âyouâre not serious?â
Louisâs eyes shot up at her with a deadly stare.
She stiffened as she straightened up. âThis is not the last youâll see of me. I'll be coming back again and when I do I'm not taking no for an answerâ my lordâ she gave him a quick curtesy and stormed out.
âMichelle?â Louis called out in a friendly tone just before the secretary closed the door. His eyes not leaving his papers.
âRemind me to fire you next time something like this happens.â
The secretaryâs eyes widened. If she wasnât nervous before she was definitely shaken now.
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, controlling his anger.
âSplendid. Just what I needed.â He thought to himself as he placed his papers down and turned to his computer.
âRightâ he exhaled and began working on an algorithm to search the timeline for any historical changes.
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