Chapter 7- Temporary face alteration!

"Sir he is still unconscious." A tall and slender lady in a short white gown informed a man smartly dressed in black suit.

"How is his condition?"

"His a still weak but should recover soon." Ritta replied, struggling not to succumb to the the forceful aura radiating from the man.

"Good, good, you may take your leave." He waved his left hand dismissing her. "Call in the head healer." He added tapping his fingers gently on the exquisite and beautifully patterned table that stood proudly in the epicenter of the brightly lit room.

Cyrus frowned deep in thoughts. As the head of the coverlover royal grounds, he had to come in person to compensate the families who lost their children and those whose children were still alive but badly injured during the incident that occurred as the examination proceeded. Evidently it was due to the system being hacked by an insider, but who it was no one knew....yet.

However one thing they discovered from the ongoing investigation was that the one responsible was hired to target someone amongst the contestants. That person was quite special, and was the main reason Cyrus had come personally to compensate each students.

The door creaked open and a short, curvy middle-aged woman walked in. Cyrus cold eyes became unusually calm as he studied Vera closely.

"Hey old friend, it's been a while." Vera smiled awkwardly as she watched Cyrus scan her body carefully.

Two years ago! That was the last time they had seen, so they felt awkward and needed a little time to adjust to the sudden reunion.

"Ah yes...I see your doing well Vera." Cyrus casually pointed to a chair adjacent to his.

Vera understood his gesture and quickly sat down, returning her gaze to him.

"So why did you send for me?"

Cyrus sighed "Concerning the special patient that was brought in with the other candidates."

"Yeah? What about him?"

"Well he was the main target of the whole event." Cyrus said "His the son of Clovis Sloan."

Vera's eyes nearly popped out as she stared at him in shock.

"Sloan? I thought he was annihilated together with his family? How could his son be alive?"

Cyrus chuckled "That's what we wanted everyone to think. After the explosion we had found the boy and his little sister half dead in a secret compartment under a pile of rocks. Sloan and his wife had hidden them before the blast." He paused, then continued. "But that's not the the issue now. I just sent for you to inform you that no one should know about that boys presence. I had my men erase fragments of the memories of all the staffs that knew about his existence in this hospital. Vera I made a promise to Sloan before he died to protect his children. I can't just let that boy walk out of here knowing fully well his life would be in danger. As for his sister, she lives with me as she is still quite a bit young. All I need you to do is ensure that boy is nott harmed, your the only person I trust. Can you do that for me? Or at least for our best friend Sloan?"

Vera stared at him for a while fighting the tears back in. Sloan the reason why they had parted ways. When he died her whole world crumbled. Sloan was the bridge in their friendship, the one who had always been there for them so when he died...their friendship died with him."

Now she could finally repay his good deeds by protecting the life of his son. Why would she refuse such an opportunity she had waited for her whole life.

Vera nodded in agreement

"Sure I'll protect him."

Cyrus optioned to pay her which slightly aggravated her, but of course she didn't flare up instead she respectfully turned down the offer.

Clink!

Vera poured herself some water in a glass cup as she listened to the door quickly closing behind her.

'Temporary face altering huh? No wonder he came to me in person.' She giggled

....In room 1011.....

"Damn it! My head aches." Carla winced in pain struggling to get up.

"Stay still, you still haven't fully healed " Someone said leaning over, gently pushing back strands of hair covering Carla's eyes.

At first the face was blurry as her eye lids were a bit heavy each time she blinked trying to keep them open.

"Atlas?" she called out in merely a whisper

"I'm sorry dear my name isn't Atlas, it's Lilith and I'm your nurse." Lilith calmly placed a tray on the bedside drawer.

Carla turned her head looking upwards at the white ceiling thoughtfully.

'Was I hallucinating? Or was it just a dream?'

"Arghh" she groaned as the ache once again surged through her head.

Lilith quickly administered more healing potions which seemed to calm carla down. She picked up the tray and was about to leave when Carla weakly grasped her right hand.

Lilith slowly turned around

"Yes? Can I help with any other thing?" Carla let go of her hand, and gently turned leaning up on her left arm.

"Can I see him?"

"See who?"

"Can I see Atlas? He was with me when I passed out."

Lilith stared at the girl's expectant eyes, slightly smiling.

"I'm sorry your not allowed to see anyone right now, and neither is Atlas if he is in this hospital."

Seeing the disappointment on Carla's face, she added.."Though by tomorrow when you and the other candidates are being taken to the academy you could check to see if you can find him."

The light in Carla's eyes returned "Why didn't I think of that. Thanks Lilith."

"Welcome" Lilith grinned, exiting the room.

Carla lay flat on the bed returning her gaze to the ceiling. Shortly though the potion took effect, causing her to feel drowsy as she slowly fell asleep.