James stepped in, he forcibly took over his host. Niyana couldn't have done what he did, she was soft and still was shorter than him. He didn't like the man on how he saw fit to hurt Mui. James was like a villainous superhero who cared for only one secret agenda. That agenda was to keep Niyana happy. Her joy was all he wanted, she was his person. Sure she saw the kick to Mui, it was why he came through. But she never saw or felt him kick her dad. For years he had wanted to do that. As he left he could hear the whimpers, it tugged at the heartstrings he had. But he ignored it as he took his host's bike and peddled off. Thankfully it was boyish. He switched back to Niyana who stole of the bike and looked back, "I'll come back Mui and bust you out of there. So will my good friends." She smiled and peddled home. When she did she left her bike behind a bush and ran to a tree, climbing up and entered her room window. Her dad didn't know bout this house, nor the fact he only way into her room was her window. Or the deadlift trolley that carried food up to her room. Her mom had a secret door to it as well. The hole house was made like a trap. So no bad guys could find them. Let alone her father.