Live & Learn (ONC 2020)

Still kidnapped, and Leo knows by who.

When the guy was sure he had their attention he looked up, revealing a youthful face. His lips curved up into what was probably supposed to be a smug smile.

"Tu as des ennuis, Leonardo Delmotte. Voici votre nourriture, tout pour aujourd'hui."

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Leo frowned. Was he supposed to know this guy? The guy seemed to know him, but he didn't recognize the youth. His voice cracked a little at the 'voice', he was still in his teenage years. If he was a warlock or a vampire, and Leo guessed he was, the teenager could be somewhere between forty and sixty years old. Leo had left France a good one hundred and seventy years ago, so he had no idea who in gods name this kid was.

When Luna jabbed him not so gently in his side, Leo almost winced. But when he looked sideways he understood her questioning look. He hadn't thought about the fact that she didn't speak French.

Leo turned back to the overly dramatic dressed youth, who was still standing in the same spot waiting for a response.

"Talk English for the lady please," Leo pointed at Luna.

For a moment the teenager looked a bit confused, but then he repeated what he said earlier in English with a heavy French accent.

"'ere is your food, everyt'ing for today." He let the plate float down and shove itself to were Leo and Luna were sitting.

Leo looked at the moving plate. Well, that said enough about what the kid was.

When the plate stopped in front of Luna the teenager turned around to walk away, obviously a bit disappointed that he hadn't gotten any reaction from his prisoners, but he stopped when Luna's trembling voice reached his ears.

"W-who are you? Why did y-you kidnap us? Did we d-do anything w-wrong?"

Immediately both the kid and Leo turned to look at Luna. The first with an eager expression on his face, and the latter with a frown. Luna's eyes were moist and her lower lip trembled. What was going on with her? She didn't seem scared at all just now.

The black clothed youth was back in the cell in no time and leaned casually against the wall. His hat covered his eyes again.

"Te name is Sinclair Mortuette, I 'ave been tasked with capturing the youngest of the Delmotte, and keeping 'im 'ere until te people who will deal with 'im arrive. My brother knew only I could do it," the kid looked up again and smiled proudly.

Leo doubted that the kid's brother had tasked Sinclair with going after Leo because the guy had faith in him. But who was he to argue? Even though it was more likely that his brother thought even his teenage brother could capture a fool like Leo. Unfortunately he was right.

From beside him came Luna's stuttering voice again, and Leo seriously reconsidered his earlier thought that she could stand her own. She was fine with a dangerous book that could trap you for eternity, but scared of a teenager dressing up as the bad guy version of Sherlock Holmes?

"W-what are you going to do t-to us? Please, d-don't hurt me."

The kid continued his monologue, stepping forward.

"I am afraid we will 'ave to silence you, one way or another, but you don't 'ave anything to fear for as long as you do what I say," Sinclair smiled. Then he walked towards Leo and stopped in front of him. The kid looked down at him in a presumptuous manner, his brows dropping just the slightest bit and the corners of his mouth forming a barely noticeable smile, giving the kid that 'I am the bad guy and you're at my mercy' vibe. Sinclair continued in a lower voice.