Why...?

Expect the unexpected.

My mind was all over, I didn’t want to believe it but the setting was too real to be fake.

I had to talk to Dante, I needed to know if he knew what dad’s intentions were. If so... then I needed to find out where they are...

I grabbed my phone and rang him.

“Dante, where are you?!”

“The usual place, at home with dad”

“WHERE IS HE!?!?!”

“In his workshop, where else?”

“Does he have anyone with him?”

“No... not at all”

“You’re a bad liar”

“I’m telling the truth*

“WHERE ARE THEY!?!?!?!”

“Who? I don’t recall any body coming in with him?”

“You’re defending him”

“... No, i’m not!”

“I’m coming home, if you’re lying... I’ll have your head on my fireplace”

“... I wish you luck”

I hung up the phone and flung it across the room, smashing it into god know how many pieces.

“So... he was in it with him... he’s so pathetic...”

I grabbed my jacket and walked out the door, I couldn’t think properly but I had to get them back. I began to run, I’d already missed the bus that leads me straight back home

3 hours later:

I arrives back home and slowly opened the door.

“Dante! Where are y�"“ I looked to my right and saw that the wall was stained with a bright red colour, I knew it was blood.

“DANTE!!” I ran into the living room and saw dad with Dante... dad had Amber’s katana sword.

“Alistair... what... why?” He smirked at me.

“Well, you finally showed... doesn’t sound like you’ve changed your attitude either” He placed the sword on the table next to him and turned around.

“Where are they? What have you done wi�"“

“I haven’t done anything... yet...” He smirked and grabbed ahold of my arm, pulling me down to his basement.

“You see? They’re fine”

My eyes widened as I saw... 

Author's Note

And again, sorry for any mistakes.