Legend of the North

Chapter 12: The Sellers Family (3)

Katie sniffled, still feeling the burning sting of her father’s slap on her cheek. She couldn’t believe her father had slapped her. He had never raised a hand against her before. She had always been the apple of his eye, yet he had dared to slap her after she told him everything. If it weren’t for her mother, she was sure that her father would have hit her again.

Just thinking about the reason for her father’s anger made her grit her teeth in frustration. The hand not touching her cheek curled into a fist as she imagined strangling Cristian with her bare hands.

She was going to make him pay for this humiliation. He was going to regret ever crossing her and her family. Once they got out of this place, she was going to summon her beast like she should have from the start and let it tear him apart. Then she’ll turn that small wolf at his side into a new rug for her mother.

“Well, isn’t this an interesting sight. It seems there’s a bit of family trouble going on here.” Cristian’s voice echoed above them.

The family stared up at the ceiling with a mixture of hate and fear. Cristian mused that this was beginning to become a pattern, one that he didn’t mind.

“Let us out. Do you know who I am?” Mr. Sellers demanded, shaking a fist at the ceiling.

“Of course I know who you are, Mr. Sellers. That’s why we’re here,” Cristian said.

“What do you want from us?” Mrs. Sellers asked, leaning against her husband.

“Didn’t your daughter tell you?” he asked in mock surprise.

The couple glanced at their daughter with differing expressions. Mr. Sellers had a stormy expression like a volcano about to erupt while Mrs. Sellers seemed worried and regretful.

“I want compensation for the harm your daughter inflicted. Originally, I would have let her off with a mere two million, but now I expect five million from you,” Cristian said cheerfully.

Mr. Sellers sputtered. “Preposterous. This is highway robbery.”

“Take it or leave it. I can easily leave all of you in there and take what I want from your property. It’s up to you,” Cristian said.

“Dear, what do we do?” Mrs. Sellers asked as she tugged anxiously on her husband’s arm.

Mr. Sellers shoved her aside and spat, “I told you that this is all your fault. You spoiled her.”

Mrs. Sellers stared at him in disbelief. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. We wouldn’t be in this situation if it weren’t for you,” Mr. Sellers snarled, pointing a finger in Mrs. Sellers’ face.

Her face contorted with rage as she snapped, “This again? I’m spoiling her? Who’s the one who encouraged her to be with that Jagger boy? If she never got involved with him, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

The couple were going to end up tearing each other apart at this rate, and Cristian barely did anything. However, he was a bit curious about what they had done while he was cleaning out their house. It sounded like they already had this discussion before. Had they been arguing about this for hours?

After listening to them argue for a couple minutes, he snapped, “Enough. If I hear one more word, I’m leaving all of you there.”

In an instant, they were silent. They all stared up at the ceiling with trepidation, fearfully that he would really just abandon them there. Katie was the most fearful after having already experienced being trapped there.

“Now will you pay or not?” Cristian asked.

“Fine. We’ll pay. Just let us out,” Mr. Sellers spat.

“Hold it. I need to ensure that you keep your word. If I let all of you out, how can I be sure you won’t attack me right away?” Cristian pointed out.

Mr. Sellers ground his teeth and forced out, “We promise we won’t.”

“I’m afraid I can’t take your word for it. Your family has already proven how untrustworthy it is. I’ll only let one of you out and keep everyone else as a hostage,” Cristian declared.

“What?” the family screamed.

“You heard me. Only one of them gets out to get me the money. The rest stays put until I see the money in my hands, so who will it be? I’ll leave it in your hands to decide,” he said before leaving them to decide among themselves.

[Are you really going to let them decide?]

Cristian patted Fenrir’s head as he said, “No. I’ve already decided on who it will be.”

[Oh? Who is it?]

“You’ll see. By the way, you said you would be lending your powers to me. So far I only have the dimensional space. When will I get the other powers?” he asked, holding Fenrir up to his face.

[And I remember telling you that the system is set up so you won’t die from my overwhelming power. When it has determined your condition is stable for a new power, it’ll inform you.]

“Then can you at least tell me about your powers? You’ve never showed any of them in the last life,” Cristian said as he took a seat and played with Fenrir’s paws.

[You’ll see.]

Hearing his words parroted back to him, Cristian huffed. Rather than push the subject, he chose to turn his attention back to the family trapped in the dimensional space. He had given them enough time to talk it over, so he was curious to see the results.

What he saw shocked him. Mr. Sellers was on top of Mrs. Sellers, repeatedly hitting her with his fists. Katie was screaming and begging her father to stop, only for him to backhand her. She was knocked aside, but she quickly rushed over again to try to pull her father off. Unfortunately, she was no match for the man. Unable to believe his eyes, Cristian watched for several moments before acting.

“I think that’s enough now.” Cristian’s cold voice echoed in the space.

Mr. Sellers released his wife and asked, “You’ll let me out now?”

Rather than give him an answer, Cristian pulled Katie and Mrs. Sellers out of the space, leaving Mr. Sellers behind. The man screamed incoherently, demanding he be let out, but Cristian ignored him to focus on the battered women in front of him.