Reborn as Lucas : TBATE FanFic

"Hey, Elijah..." I began, but one of my communication scrolls, tucked inside my coat, beeped, indicating an incoming message.

"Hold on a sec," I said, moving towards a more secluded balcony to attend to it.

Opening the scroll, my father's voice, Otis Vahyur Wykes, came through urgently. "Lucas, come home immediately. I have an urgent request."

"Is it that urgent?" I asked."Yes. Also, where are you?" he inquired."I'm at a friend's party," I replied.

"Okay, bye. I'll get there as soon as possible," I responded, closing the scroll before any further conversation.

I looked back to see Elijah approaching. "Elijah, I have to go. Tell Arthur happy birthday and his sister that the wine was great. Ohh sorry the opposite."Elijah, confused, asked, "What happened?"

"Got an urgent call from home. Gotta go," I explained.

Elijah nodded as I left the party, stepping outside where Ebon slithered and crawled onto my shoulder. "So what's the old man want?" he asked telepathically.

"I don't know, but it's probably important. At least, I hope so," I replied, noticing the wagon driver arriving right on time."He's punctual," Ebon mused.

"That's why it's important to keep them happy," I said, entering the wagon. "Let's go back to the mansion, full speed," I ordered coldly.

"Where's Lucas?" Arthur asked, looking at Elijah.

"He said his father called him home for something urgent," Elijah replied.Arthur nodded.

"He told me to tell you happy birthday and to tell Eleanor that the wine was great. The complete opposite."Elijah spoke confused, Arthur looked at him, confused. "Anyway, I get it, okay," he said, ending the conversation.

Just then, a voice chimed in the hall. It was his father's...

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Lucas knocked on the door firmly, and a voice came from inside, "Come in."

He entered the office. "Oh ho, you look like an eye candy, just like I was when I was young, but a bit better," Otis mused as Lucas sat down in front of him.

"It better be something good," Lucas said."Yes, I have a task for you. It's for tonight and tomorrow," Otis began.

Lucas fixed his posture. "I want you to go tonight with a wagon and help with a delivery."

"Don't you have people for that?" Lucas complained."Of course I do, but the thing is, it will be you traveling in the wagon. They can't search a wagon with a noble traveling in it. Just act like a spoiled noble, which you are, and don't even let them get close to the wagon. Okay?" Otis explained.

Lucas nodded, then asked, "Okay, but what the hell are you delivering?"

"It's drugs," Otis said matter-of-factly."Okay, I'm a bit surprised that even after Bairon became a Lance, you still don't have enough influence to do it without this loophole," Lucas remarked.

"Brat, that was an insult, but you're right. The thing is my reputation; they won't hear the workers, they'll just attack," Otis admitted.

Lucas nodded and asked, "What's the other thing?"

"Next, you need to silence Count Xavier," Otis explained. "He's been overstepping and trying to extend his authority over us, threatening our influence in Valden City."

Lucas, sensing a flaw in the plan, asked, "Then why are we going there? Won't the suspicion fall directly on us? And why do you need me to kill him? Don't you have assassins for that?"

Otis sighed. "Brat, I'm telling you to do this because I can't stand seeing you sitting by your window, just staring at the garden. You don't do anything. And I want to show them that we're the killers. Plus, you can go wild there if you want." Otis gave him a thumbs up.

Lucas nodded and then smirked, "Now, what's in it for me?"

Otis spoke, "Want a sword with fire affinity?"

Lucas responded, "No."

Otis offered again, "An AA Rank core?"

Lucas repeated, "No."

Frustrated, Otis asked, "Then what the hell do you want?"

Lucas thought for a while before replying, "I'll ask for it later."Otis nodded.

As Lucas stood up from his seat, he spoke, "Yeah, you got a premium membership for the Black Market. Get me one."

Otis pulled out a black card with a gold pattern running through it, "Here, have it. This is something you should already have, but I forgot to give it to you."

Lucas took the card, nodded, and went out of the office.

Lucas came out of the office, his eyes meeting with the woman who often visits his father—the alleged stepmother. She was wearing a black nightgown, her red hair complementing her attire.

"You look very handsome today, Darling," she said, her voice dripping with lust.

Lucas started to walk away, but she grabbed him by the collar, looking at him with lustful eyes, her breath exuding a seductive scent.

"Why don't you spend the night with me? I'll treat you very well," she suggested as she gently brushed his hair back from his forehead with her finger.

Lucas looked at her and said, "Leave me. I need to go," his cold voice feeling like rythem to her ears.

"I can't believe such a strong child belongs to Otis. You have such an irresistible pull," she continued, her voice filled with lust.

She was taller than Lucas as she pinned him against the wall, preventing him from leaving.

"Woman, leave me. I have a task to do," Lucas demanded, his voice cold and his eyes emotionless.

"You know, I so want to see you crack. My name is Serena. Call me Serena," she said as she moved her face closer to Lucas.

"Oh, shut up, bitch. I'm 14," Lucas retorted as he forcefully removed her grip from his collar.

She smiled like a predator eyeing its prey. "You know, it's not appropriate to call your stepmother that. I told you years ago that I like them young," she said, smiling.

"That's enough," Lucas replied, his voice unusually cold. She released him and said, "You are so resistant, which is why I like you. If you had melted today, mommy would have been so disappointed," she said, clapping her hands together.

Pointing his finger at her, Lucas warned, "Stay away from me, woman." He walked away as she looked at him happily, her eyes still scrutinizing him.

Lucas looked annoyed as he went outside to the parking where a wagon was parked a butler standing near it. "Lets go." Lucas said as he sat inside it not in the mood of any talking.

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