[Milex]There is a light that never goes out

Chap 15

Chapter 15

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What had he done?

Miles stared at his own reflection in the mirror and a pathetic liar looked back at him. Alex was still in the clinic, unconscious. Miles didn't want to be in the same room with him knowing clearly that Alex was in trouble because of him, but he also couldn't stand not staying by Alex's side.

He ended up on the floor making magic potions with Alexa, trying to distract himself. "Are there any magic potions to cure cancer?" Her hands hovering above the pot dropped abruptly. Alexa gave him a questioning look, a sad smile on her face.

He looked down at the glistening liquid. "So...no magic can rise people from the dead or make people live forever?"

"It's not how magic works, Miles." Alexa went back to make the medicine. "It comes from the power of a living human soul. All people have it in them but not all can use it. It's like everyone is born with a voice but not all of us can sing beautifully. Therefore, no magic can't beat death. Not to my knowledge."

Miles handed her a piece of root. "But the creature down there is no human. Does it mean THE THING have a soul as well?"

"Miles." She shushed him. "Don't overthink it."

No way Miles could stop racking his own brain. He was only distracted when Alex woke up, confused and in pain. Miles was up and by his side in no time. He fought against the urge to touch and comfort Alex, letting him tell what happened first.

Miles was surprised to hear the contents of his own report from over two months ago. FUCK. He cheered silently. It was better because of that damn report than them suspecting Alex knew something he didn't. Either way, it was because of him. Miles grabbed at Alex's hand, but it was more of a comfort to himself. He couldn't even say he's sorry.

His hope was, however, shattered when Alex told him they were trying to make him talk about THE THING. Miles' body went rigid and the moment Alex's teammates came in, Miles hastily drew back his hand. They all focused on the anomalous report while Miles knew clearly that was not the point. Alex was removed from the mission and kept in the BLOCK 505 because someone was trying to keep an eye on him. He was in danger.

He could have been crushed completely by guilt. If he was not peeking at the problem, none of this would happen. Miles found it painfully obvious that Alex didn't want anyone to worry even he himself was scared as hell. He acted borderline defensive, playing cool in front of his friends. It only made Miles want to hug him and hide Alex from all the trouble.

It was that particular moment that Miles came around, when Alex had him pinned helplessly on the door. He had a point. "Alex, that's not what I mean." Miles rushed those words out in panic, covering his self-pity. How arrogant he was, thinking he could be in use for Alex (let alone he was the one who stabbed him in the back)? Nothing saddened him more than Alex's tears.

Miles spent the night sitting in the dark. There was no way out for him anyway. Fox had his mom in hostage and Eva couldn't care less about Alex's life. No one could help him to deal with the whole mess. The only way out was to get it through.

He had to come up with a plan.

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It was hard to find a way to destroy Fox and his sick intention while keeping Alex and his mother safe.

It got even harder when they found out that they were soulmates.

Now he knew why THE THING talked to him in the first place. She wanted to get to Alex. Putting that message into Miles' head, he was following her orders without even realizing it. Miles desperately, urgently needed to confirm his hypotheses and thought about a strategy to take down Fox.