Colin Is Kidnapped

“I don’t know how I’m going to explain this to the higher ups.” Rita groaned to Colin as they walked down the street in their newly purchased clothes. There had been nothing that fitted them both perfectly well in the shop they had gone to, and so they had both walked out with an assortment of oversized tourist clothes.

Rita was looking particularly adorable in the oversized shirt she was wearing, the hem falling down to her knees and the sleeves folded back multiple times so that her hands could poke out.

“Just tell them honestly. It's not like one of us blew up the restaurant.” Colin shrugged. He was surprised how well he was taking things. He was sure that he had almost died there, but he was calm. A small voice in his mind told him he should probably call Evelina but he did not feel like bothering her, especially so soon after her Awakening.

Rita twirled a lock of her red hair around her finger, nervously. She did not say anything but Colin could tell she wasn’t quite convinced by his assurances.

“It will be fine. Gail was there. I’m sure we haven’t lost her business.” Colin smiled as he readjusted the ill fitting clothes.

“I think-” Mid sentence, Rita’s voice stopped. Colin turned towards her and it was then that he noticed that everything had gone quiet. Rita wasn’t moving, stuck with one foot out to take a step, her mouth open.

“Rita?” Colin asked, not expecting an answer. Everything around him had stopped as well.

A nearby pigeon was caught half off the ground, in the middle of a startled takeoff. Two men in suits stood nearby, one with his coffee cup raised to his lips.

"W-what?! Who is doing this?!" Colin yelled. He knew there was definitely magic happening at that moment but he did not know who would do this.

“That would be me.” A pair of shining orange eyes hovered just before Colin’s face. If they belonged to a person they were standing right in front of him, almost close enough to touch noses.

“Who are you? This isn’t funny! I’ll tell the Lodge!” Colin’s blood ran cold as he stared into those eyes. He had seen others in the Lodge with interesting magical eyes, Evelina’s mother’s were as black as the void, but there was something off about this strange woman’s.

A grinning mouth appeared beneath the eyes, shining white teeth between plush lips.

“Oooo~! You are going to tell the Lodge!? What are you going to tell them? That someone stopped time.”

Spreading out from around the lips and eyes, dusky flesh seemed to bloom. A symmetrical heart shaped face, then an elegant neck and then a clothed body, tall and graceful.

“Hello Colin Branagh.” The woman said, “My name is Analexa.”

“What do you want?”

“Nothing major.” Analexa smiled, licking her licks, “Just that you and I go have a chat somewhere private.”

Analexa wasn’t moving but from Colin’s point of view she seemed to be closer and closer to him, her face dominating all of his view. The orange glow of her eyes coming to bathe Colin in their unnatural light.

“W-what? What are you doing?”

“You are mine, Colin Branagh.” Analexa’s face seemed to rush towards Colin and his entire world became silence and darkness.

Colin Is alone with Analexa// Colin is imprisoned with his sister// A fake Evelina is with Colin