Chapter 2: Death
Asher rushed back home and changed his school uniform after which he prepared dinner and ate. When he was done eating, he took out the envelope from his bag and opened it.
"What is this red thing? Some wine or something?" He asked himself while staring at the small bottle in his hand, It was filled with some red liquid substance. "Go to district X and hand the envelope over to the lady there, no mistakes are allowed and leave the spot immediately!" after reading the written note he tore it to pieces and carried the envelope.
He left the room apartment and boarded a cab, soon they arrived at the destination. It was a lonely place, covered with trees. He paid the cab driver and began to walk in a particular direction.
"Hey! stop there!" he heard someone yell behind him. Without daring to turn around he took to his heels and began to run.
"The information says a lady but what is a man doing around here--"
*Bam*
The sound of a gunshot was heard right behind Asher cutting short the things he wanted to say.
"Shit! Am I going to die like this? right now? even withou....."
*Bam*
*Bam*
"I missed thrice but can I still miss the fourth one? I am seriously going to die! Like this?" Asher asked in fear as he kept running around.
"Give that stuff to me or I'll kill you right now!" A man yelled while chasing after Asher.
"I rather die than give this thing to you!" Asher mumbled to himself, "Ahhhh!" he screamed as he fell to the ground, he rolled until he slammed himself against a tree. "Shit! the envelope is torn! And the bottle....where is it? where the hell Is it?"
Asher sprang up to his feet and began to search around him for the bottle, fear gripped his heart after searching and not seeing the bottle anywhere around him. "I'm dead! They'll fucking kill me if they hear that I lost the bottle..."
"Looking for this?"
Asher heard someone ask and when he raised his head he saw a man with a gun in his right hand and the bottle he was looking for in the other hand. "I'm sure you must be looking for this but don't worry it's mine already," the man said with a grin on his face.
"Give it back to me, please," Asher pleaded as he stared at the grinning man.
"Give it to you? hahaha! I can not! With this, I'll become the most powerful man in this country," the man grinned evilly as he began to open the bottle.
"Wh-what are you trying to do?" Asher asked with his eyes wide open, 'is he trying to drink that stuff? I'll be killed if that happens!' he screamed inwardly and began to look around him. Spotting a branch close to him he slowly picked it up and threw it at the man who was lost in his process of becoming the most powerful man.
Before the man could process what was about to happen, the branch hit him on the head causing him to stagger backwards. Asher seeing the bottle was about to drop to the ground rushed to catch it, he held it in his hands with his fast-paced beating chest and stared closely at the contents inside the bottle.
"Hey! how dare you!" the man growled still holding his head.
'If this can make a person powerful then I guess I have to take it myself, once taken nobody will stop me not even sir Owen' Asher thought to himself while bringing the bottle close to his mouth.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" the man asked he watched Asher bring the bottle to his mouth.
"To get powerful, of course," Asher replied and immediately turned down the whole content into his mouth.
"NOOO!!!" he screamed at the top of his voice.
"Why do I feel weird?" Asher asked with a creased brow after drinking the content of the bottle.
"You can as well feel death!" The man yelled with anger visible on his face.
*Bam*
He shot at Asher who fell to his knees with blood gushing out of his head.
"I took the content to become powerful and not to die like this," Asher said with a regret-filled voice as he closed his eyes and embraced the cold hands of death.
"Huh? Wh-where is he?" The man asked in shock while looking around him, "I shot him here and he fell dead but I can't find him again!" The man could not believe what he was seeing.
He had killed Asher by shooting him in the head and he watched as Asher fell dead but before his very eyes, the boy disappeared without a trace. "I don't know what is happening but I have to leave here immediately," the man picked up the gun he had dropped off earlier and ran out of the place.
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"Sir Owen, I haven't seen any boy or the envelope, I've been waiting for almost an hour now," a lady's voice was heard over the phone placed on Owen's ears.
"What!" Owen yelled and pushed the girl on top of him down and stood up. "What do you mean you haven't seen the boy? Are you playing hoaxes with me?" He asked angrily with a clenched fist.
Owen's fear and anger knew no bounds at the moment, this was what his boss had sent to him to deliver to the other gang leader and now....the boy and the envelope is nowhere to be found.
"Sir, I dare not try that with you, I heard some gunshots around the place and I went to search the area but unfortunately I didn't see anything, no content was found except for....."
"What!" Owen roared in anger and impatience.
"An em-empty bottle sir!"
"Damn it! I'm doomed! I'll be there in a minute," Owen said, he threw the phone away and rushed out of the room.
"Owen, what about me?" Lydia yelled in disappointment but it was already late as Owen had rushed out of the room.
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