"Luke's house was destroyed this afternoon, does anyone know why?" A tall man with strong negro features asked. His dark pupils darted around the room curiously searching for someone to give him a reply, but found none. "He was probably attacked by Immanuel's minions. Either that or the Quinns got to him." Carter answered. His right arm was bandaged, and so was his torso. He didn't like the fact that his house was the gathering place for the Dark Knights. But he couldn't oppose, he had the largest house out of the five in Bornville.The others stared at him casually, but he ignored their looks. He only spoke what he suspected was the truth, and they knew it. He was the one who had been assualted by a teenager with powers he couldn't steal away. If a human with such power was out there, then what makes them think Luke wouldn't be a victim too. He had almost instant regeneration, but wounds inflicted by that monster were taking way too long to heal. It had become so bad that he had to
The moment Luke stepped into the Quinn family mansion, he felt a surge of energy wash over him. It made him weak in the knees, but reassuring smile from Cyrus had his strength returned to him. He could tell right away that the Dark Knights stood no chance against these people just by being here. The sheer amount of malice and evil was already making him lose his senses. "You live here by yourself?" Luke asked as they toured the house. He hadn't met anyone yet, and it was strange. Didn't the Quinns all share one family house?"Not really. I live with my father and brothers. I guess they're not home yet." Cyrus answered. The two stopped in front of a door, and Cyrus gestured for the skeptical Luke to enter. After a minute of critical thinking, and reconsidering his choices, Luke finally entered the room. Aside from the king-size bed in the middle, and the empty cabinet, the room was completely empty. "I guess this is the visitors room." "Yeah. We never get visitors, so it's never be
"You know about the Dark Knights right?" "Of course I do. How do you know of this information?" He asked with an unwavering stare fixated at her sister."I just know." Minerva said and shrugged. "Nana Flora's visions have been going wild lately." She finally revealed. "What is the Gatekeeper's opinion on this, has he issued any orders yet?" Cyrus asked as he watched Minerva slowly stroll towards the nearest couch to sit."What is up with you, you're even more inquisitive than the last time." Her gaze darkened momentarily, and her voice flattened out. "Are you hiding something Cyrus?"Cyrus felt fear for that brief moment. He might act high and mighty around Minerva, but in reality she was leagues above him in strength. It would be bad to get on her dark side. "Of course not." He answered sharply. "What could I possibly have to hide, you already know everything don't you?" He threw the sarcasm at her without remorse. "So where is father?" Minerva asked after a brief laugh. "Is he h
Bornville was a busy city in the fall. Corporate and Educational workers hastened along the streets in a hurry to get to their work place to finish projects before the cold season set in. Sales were being put out in large numbers to make room for restocks, and activities during the day had become even more tasking. The activities of nightfall in Bornville had died down way more than usual. Nobody wanted to be out in the blazing cold, especially not in the dead of the night. This was the only part of the year where the normal humans remaining in the city had some ownership of the night. A man clothed in a dark, long overcoat walked on the sidewalk of a half empty street. His pitch black hair was unusually long for a male and it was tucked in underneath the collar of the coat. His strides were long and steady to match his well built frame. Ever since the sun set, he couldn't quite shake the uneasy feeling that had taken root inside of him. It wasn't fear, he didn't fear any of the
Liam made his appearance at the designated arena where Edward and Marcelo sat awaiting his arrival. Earlier today, Marcelo had called and informed him of a training session with Edward. This was probably to check out if he was still strong, or if he had gotten soft. Edward rose from where he sat, and walked towards the center of the execution ground. An open space where offenders are betrayers were executed by the law. It was the perfect place to have a not-so-friendly spar against someone like liam. They were armed with real swords, and both downed an elixir which would increase their healing capabilities for sixty minutes.Liam followed his opponent's movement, and soon the two of them stood face to face in the middle of the sparring ground. "Don't hold back" Liam informed before unsheathing the katana that hung behind him. "I wasn't planning on doing so" Edward returned before replaying the same action. Marcelo sat the on one of the numerous seats and stared down at the two
Aside from being a professional exorcist, Marcelo Quinn was also a professional accountant in a well developed company. Although his boss knew of his second work, Marcelo received no special treatment. He was already falling short in his office duties, and had already received warning twice from the management. It was obvious the third warning wouldn't consists of just pleas to take his work seriouslyIt wasn't as if he couldn't cope without this work, but at the moment he needed it. Bornville was a little town on the coastline between Greenland and Kingsview. It was mainly occupied by people of the lower class, and it was heavily dependent on the imports from its neighboring cities, and little government funds. As if the economy of the town didn't make corporate works excessively difficult, the decrease in occultic activities during these periods made exorcism jobs very rare. If he didn't take his accountant job seriously, he might actually go broke.Marcelo cleared his head of the
Rebecca watched Benjamin and Sebastian train from a distance. Although she loved Benjamin like a little brother, her suspicions about him hadn't waned a bit. She had a feeling he was hiding something important away from them, and she knew Marcelo had his suspicions too. However, the both of them had decided to keep their questions to themselves for now. Trying to force information out of someone like Benjamin wouldn't go the way they intended. Aside from Benjamin, she had other issues that she wanted to discuss with Marcelo. It was about Liam, she hadn't been there when Marcelo announced to the others about his return, but she was going to be here tonight to question him. Recruiting Liam back into the Anti-Quinns had a lot of disadvantages attached to it. Someone who was once acquainted with the enemy should never be let back into the group. She understood that with the Dark Knights and Quinns, they needed to up their games a bit. But recruiting a traitor into their circle was just
Marcelo walked into a room with a curious and furious Rebecca. "You're not their babysitter you know. Those two can take care of themselves without you." He reminded as he tossed his work bag aside. His tie flew in the opposite direction, but he managed to get his shoes back to their right position. "When were you going to tell me about Liam?" Rebecca asked. One look at her, and Marcelo could tell she was angry. Everybody had been when he made the announcement, but that didn't change a thing. Liam was crucial for his plan to work, and no matter what anyone said, he wasn't going to change his plan. "Get over it Rebecca, we need Liam and you know it." "You haven't forgotten what he did right? He sold Francis to the Quinns to save his neck. What makes you think he won't do it again?" She was genuinely curious. The Marcelo she knew and fell in love with wasn't this senile. Could it be he is so desperate to achieve his goals that he cannot see just how much of a mistake recruiting Li