133 Heath

At least that was what he told himself. He was very wrong in that thinking. 

His mind was blank. There were no thoughts spiraling in his mind, there were no screams of anger or the whimpering of silence and depression, there was no gasps of frustration from the oppression he had faced. 

His mind was blank. It was an eerie silence that laid in the heath.

He didn't think of anything, not even how much he wanted to hit Mrs. Cloud. 

It was quiet, eerily silent. He was confused. 

Without even realizing it, his legs took him to the elevator once again and quickly, he shuffled inside. It was petty but he wanted to delay her. If not for a bit more seconds to add to the minutes she had already lost. 

His pettiness was his resolution. He had nothing else to do. He wasn't thinking, he wasn't feeling. He was blank, he was gone.

Vixen flinched when he got a thin grasp on what might be going on. He didn't like it. He needed to get away, to somewhere where her words cannot follow, to somewhere he was cured aware from the prying eyes of the people in the asylum. 

It was then that he felt it, as the doorway started to close, that's when he felt the stares. He stifled a puff of laughter and continued his way up. When he got to the floor of the staff, he listened intently for the ding and then immediately walked out when the elevator's doors opened. He stood in front of the elevator and from a distance, watched the doors close.

He was about to continue to the destination that he wanted when he noticed the number on the elevator start to reverse and come back up to the same floor as he was on currently. Vixen held back a smile.

He stood beside the elevator, his back pressed against the wall beside the elevator. He was going to wait. He wanted to see who was following him. He wanted to see whom she sent to look over him. He was curious for a reason he didn't even know. 

It wasn't long before the elevator finally reached his floor and let out the 'Ding' he had been ever so excitedly waiting for. 

There was silence coming from the elevator at first when the door opened but then seconds later, a figure walked out of the elevator, their body moving forward like some automated robot. 

First their head swiveled to the left, accessing the hallways and then they swiveled to the right and immediately froze when they locked eyes with Vixen. Milli-seconds later, they jump, flinching from his piercing eyes staring straight into hers. 

"Hi there," Vixen greeted, waving at the girl.

She flinched again and bowed, immediately waving back at Vixen. She tried to turn around and walk down the hallway but for some reason her feet were planted into the ground. She couldn't move when she was on eye-contact with Vixen. It was like she was deeply rooted into the ground, her feet deeply stuck into the grass and didn't look like it planned to let her go just like Vixen's gaze didn't seem to let her look away. 

"Who are you?" Vixen asked, a smile forming on his face. It was fake. 

"I-I," the girl began before pausing. Her lips quiver a bit before she answers. "I'm a server."

"If that isn't the biggest lie I have heard all-throughout today," Vixen chuckled. "Who sent you?"

The girl's eyes waver for a moment but she still couldn't look away from Vixen's eyes. They were latching onto her like a leech and taking her energy the longer she stared into his eyes. She felt paralyzed. 

"I am just a server," The girl repeated. 

"Was it Mrs. Cloud?" Vixen asked, cocking this head to the right. 

"No, I am just a server who is coming from the 3rd floor," The girl replied. "I had to get to one of my patients who's on this side of the building but then realized that I forgot something the patient asked for in my room."

"Ah… hm," Vixen nodded. He wasn't buying it, not for a second. His smile wiped off his face and he peered down at the server, his violet eyes peering straight through her. She trembled. He was terrifying. 

"Go tell Mrs. Cloud to now send any more people after me please," Vixen smiled, retracting his gaze from the server. She still didn't move, she was still paralyzed, her entire body shaking in fear. "At this rate, I'm going to become a celebrity that everyone is after, don't you think?" He turned and locked eyes with the girl. 

She shuddered. 'His gaze… is so empty,' she thought to herself as she looked up at him. Her leg trembled. She couldn't stand up to him, like she was silenced by his eyes alone. It was such a familiar feeling that goose-pimples started to form on her arms. 'His gaze, his stance that showed superiority, his aura… it was all so familiar.'

"Well then, I'm going to get going," Vixen muttered, his stoic face returning. He was blank, he felt so bleak.

The girl couldn't even nod, her eyes were pinned to his, unable to look away even if she wanted to. She was frozen in fear. 

Vixen stared down deep into her eyes, this time piercing entirely through her with his gaze. She trembled. "Bye," Vixen smiled, only his lips moving on his face as his eyes stare down at her blankly. 

Vixen turned around and a thud could clearly be heard from behind him as the girl collapsed, falling straight to the ground and banging her knees into the ground. She didn't seem to feel the pain. He was about to walk away when he paused and turned around to her, this time disgust was clearly shown in him. 

He peered down at her and like a human about to step on a bug below him, he smirked. The smirk didn't go past his cheeks and didn't even show for more than a second before disappearing. He looked down at the girl that was cowering below him. Not once did a sign of pity show on his face. Not once did the idea of helping her come to his mind. Nothing came to his mind but his eyes did all the talking. 

They looked at her with such a degrading look that would overpower any degrading thoughts he could have thought about her. His silence spoke volume. Every single stare spoke stories. 

"Oh and just a tip…" Vixen muttered as a smile formed on his face. He wasn't smiling, he was mocking her, his expression completely demanding her every move. "You over-acted, don't you think so?"

The girl flinched at his comment. She felt hot.

"If you were going to act like someone who is below me, they at least control your eyes," Vixen chuckled. "You did good at that in the second half but from first glance, whatever Dlist spy she told you to pretend like you were was certainly not in your gaze. Your eyes were steady when you locked eyes with me. Let's not forget that time difference in which you reacted to. An average human would have jumped immediately, but you stood there and stared into my eyes for a few seconds as you tried to figure out what to say."

The girl didn't know how to react. She felt like a fool/ To have her cover being blown on the first few seconds of them locking eyes, 'Then to get dragged along by my own act except for the fact that he was in control the entire time,' she thought to herself. Her fingers clenched into a fist. 

"You need… hmm just a few more acting lessons don't you think?" Vixen smiled, "ask Mrs. Cloud for them. I'm sure she'll provide you some, but for now-"

His smile was wiped off his face immediately. "Get out of my face. Never set foot in front of me again unless you're confident your skills can actually fool me that time around. 

The girl's head lowered in shame. 

"It might take a while, yes, but you'll be there one day," Vixen chuckled, hsi eyes darkening as his smile vanished. "Maybe by that time, she would know better than to bring me fake people to act like a spy for me. I'd get sick of the toys after a certain amount of uses."

He looked down at the girl again and smiled. "Tell Mrs. Cloud I got her warning. But also tell her to at least send someone with better acting kills next time. I don't like seeing fake people-"

His eyes ran up and down the girl. "Especially when they walk around like showcases, blatantly showing how fake they are."

He turned around and waved backwards at her. "You'll be fine after a few seconds on the floor. The floor will be like a healing mechanism for you to rest against especially since it's where trash like you belong. On the ground."

His wave dropped and he continued his way down the twisting hallways. 

"Bye now."