Chapter 12 - Bloody Bar

Soon enough, Iris arrived at a run-down looking bar which stood seemingly out of place within this part of town.

Looking around Iris noticed that the surroundings were eerily quiet.

'Did they clear this entire area just to deal with her?' Iris thought, instantly coming up with a plausible theory for the strange scene before her.

James stood in front of her, staring at her weirdly that she hadn't moved from the same spot for the last few minutes, as she had been staring at the shady bar while inconspicuously observing her surroundings the entire time.

Yep, the young man name was James, in which he informed her on the way to the bar, she wasn't really interested in his name to be honest, as in her opinion this James character will likely meet his end soon.

"Well, should we enter?" James smiled at her as if reassuring her that everything was completely normal.

Which from Iris's point of view remarkably failed, as if she was a normal teenage girl right now she would likely be running away screaming for help the moment she saw such a disturbing place.

But, as Iris wasn't a normal girl by any means, so instead of possessing fear for herself being in such circumstances, instead Iris thought this was an excellent area for 'murdering' her would be-kidnappers.

"Sure," Iris replied, showcasing body language as if she was encouraged by his reassurance.

Showing a pleased look at her reply, James opened the door for her while allowing her to enter the entrance before himself as if he was some sort of gentleman.

Maybe another person would assume that upon seeing such a scene, however as Iris knew his true intentions she knew that this was just an assurance that she wouldn't make a run while his back is turned.

Thus, Iris sneered as she walked ahead of James quickly finding a seat within the pub which wasn't that difficult, as there were only three other people including her and James, with one being behind the bar.

Looking around the room Iris noticed that she felt a dangerous feeling from each one of the men, 'Definitely not normal patrons,' Iris thought quickly judging that each of these men were likely 'the Butchers' goons.

The Bartender was another reasonably young man, which looks relatively the same age as James, upon seeing Iris and James a playful grin emerged from his lips.

"Well look who is it, James himself. You brought in another one have you, but I gotta say this one sure is a looker!" The young man laughed while taking in Iris's beautiful appearance.

"Hey, that totally isn't true! I don't bring that many girls here, only the special ones." James said with a flirtatious smile towards Iris.

Wow, does this truly work?

Is what Iris is currently thinking of seeing the 'Bromance', but she didn't these thoughts on her face at all as a shy look emerged on her face utterly different from her true feelings as she said, "Am I really that special?"

"Of course you are, you can ask my friend here as that is the only compliment he will ever show me around here is that I'm an honest man, am I right?" James said as he gave a wink towards the young man.

"Yep, I gotta say that this is the first girl he's brought in a while and the last one was his sister which he brought a couple of years ago." Replied the young man.

Seeing such a scene, Iris blushed creating an extremely charming appearance for James and the young man, which momentarily showed a hint of lust at Iris but quickly hidden it within the depth of his eyes.

However, this is quickly caught by Iris, the reasoning behind Iris being so professional at changing her facial expressions and reading others, as since she was young she had extreme difficulty in socialising, thus she observed many individuals and found the correct social queues on how to respond in situations.

She learnt to put on fake expressions in addition to discovering the emotions of others by reading their body language as a means to learn how to respond to them.

Iris found it very difficult when she was young because of this and suffered until she was good enough at showing fake emotional responses.

As a result of this, she found it incredibly easy to read the true feelings of others, as at the time Iris believed that she wanted many friends in school but soon after achieving this, she found herself empty inside without a purpose in life.

This made Iris became very isolated and depressed feeling that she was missing something within her life, since having the system it has aided Iris with having this 'empty' feeling, making Iris feel she has a purpose in life again.

The young man looked at James as if signifying something, James upon seeing such a look shown a troubled expression.

"Hey Iris, want something to drink?" James said.

"Mmm, I don't mind a drink right now," Iris replied.

As if he was expecting such an answer from Iris, the young man at the bar brought out a drink towards her.

Inspecting the drink Iris suspected it contained a drug within, quickly looking through the system Iris found that for five points she can buy a pellet to detoxify manufactured ordinary drugs, the reasoning behind it being so cheap was that it could be purchased if you had the money within Earth, but it will just provide a weaker effect.

As it wasn't magical at all, it could only work on the very basic drugs which Iris believed wouldn't be of any use until now.

Iris knew that she would be taking a significant risk by doing this, as the drink could contain a supernatural 'magic' potion or something which would render the pellet useless, but she was willing to bet that this was likely a roofie used to knock out a 'Normal' individual, not any of the supernatural kind.

If this plan works, then she could find herself in a situation where they would be completely unexpecting her to retaliate thus making it much easier to eliminate them with their guards down.

Believing this was the correct option, Iris drunk down the drink before using her astonishing reflexes to swallow the pill without the men realising.

Upon seeing Iris down the drink whole, a pleased expression was on the young man's face.

Iris soon found herself becoming sleepy before collapsing unconscious, the men upon seeing got up without bothering to conceal themselves any more.

"Well, that's taken care of let's bring her to a place where we can get questions out of her." The middle-aged man said.

The young man dragged Iris body up before fondling her body, "She sure is a fine one, I haven't seen such high-quality woman this close before," The young man said without even bothering to hide the longing within his expression.

The middle-aged man angrily spoke," Don't even think of touching the girl, take the girl upstairs with James, the drug should wear of within twelve hours, we will wait until she awakes."

The young man huffed before lifting Iris up alongside James, taking her upstairs before placing her within a room.

"Hey James, that fool downstairs won't even notice a thing if we play with her, why don't we do so? She won't notice a thing with the drug, and it would be a shame to waste such a pretty girl," The young man said lustfully staring at Iris's body.

James showed a trace of hesitation looking at Iris's sleeping innocent face, upon seeing James reaction the young man spoke, "James you know that this girl will likely meet her end after the boss finishes with her, nobody crosses him and lives to tell the tale, even a beautiful young girl like this."

Hearing the young man argument, the last trace of reluctance was removed from his face as he said, "Well, it would be a waste not even to be able to touch her..." James said.

The young man smile grew even wilder, but just as he was dreaming with excitement at being able to sleep with such a girl, a knife pierced right through his throat spraying blood all over James' face.

An astonished expression emerged on his face, but before he could react a knife slashed open his throat from behind.

Bleeding out on the floor, James tried to look for the culprit which ended his life as the world grew increasingly dark, but all he saw was Iris's cold, beautiful face as she looked down upon him as if he was a piece of garbage.

His last thought was, 'Who are you?'