Genesis: Freed.

Chapter 12:

Two days had passed since the incident and Damocles' reputation was ruined, people had stopped believing in such a planned peace while the two senior agents and teachers were in a delicate state, both being taken care of by Akira and his team. , on the other hand, the director was involved in work and meetings making the children of the school for security reasons have two weeks of vacations

Meanwhile Winter was at home, pouring himself a Scotch on the rocks while turning on the television. He didn't watch movies or cartoons, he focused on being informed about what was happening in the city, either through the news or through his nightly hobbies, the albino was always up to date and it was difficult for them to see his idiotic face.

—In the last two days, the city of Claython is still in ruins, reliable options are being sought for the reconstruction of the city with the help of the entertainment industry; Aramis Zander which will be in full support with the technology industry Dereck Zion and the Zackharov Medical and Social Industry . The three most recognized companies seek alternatives to preserve the environment of Claython between repairs while the Stability Organization faces alleged charges of negligence in the attack on the city who, in the words of Director Darrin Lockwood were: “I know there were a lot of casualties in this incident and we are doing our best to make up for our failures in this incident. I know that I will not be able to replace their fathers, brothers, mothers, aunts, among others, I know the pain they go through and I am responsible for such neglect and for this I will give my support in the reconstruction of the city. […]—

The albino would take a sip of his drink while still watching the news and the director's speech to which he decides to pause the news and look at the blonde's expression. The eldest showed deep sadness and regret while hiding endless stress, so the young man sighed, leaving the drink on a small metal and black glass table.

“Giving your support will not calm the souls of the Genisians , half-breeds, and humans. You must give them a responsible….A life in exchange for your reputation…. - He told himself.

He chose to get up and go to his room pulling out a black suit, the same one he had used to kill Eskel two days ago.

While in the Damocles offices, there was a stressed, fatigued, repentant and frustrated director due to what was happening, adding that he had also lost men and that two of his best teachers were in serious condition.

“Principal Lockwood , you don't have to keep doing this. You can get sick if you keep this up, sir. Akira said with a concerned tone.

The red-eyed man had been keeping him company for two days, without the presence of the highest and that of the minister in diplomacy, he was involved in great trouble. Akira was looking for a way for the director to stop forcing himself to find an answer, but he continued to take responsibility for that big mistake that had cost the lives of 692 people.

All of Damocles was so spread out that there was a shortage of staff that Winter would not have a hard time getting inside to find the Headmaster. His footsteps began to resonate making Akira alert because the footsteps had stopped and the doors were beginning to open revealing a masked person dressed completely in black.

—A solution and it is the only one I grant you. He said without hesitation in his voice and in a serious way.

- Who are you and why are you here? You have no idea where you've been? Akira questioned in a hostile manner towards the mysterious visitor.

"I am the man who doomed the Magians Eskel Rue and the savior of the Damocles organization. And you, what are you supposed to be? - He answered mockingly towards the elder.

— What do you want to say? Darrin asked when he saw the masked man.

“People gave up hope because of your failure in the city, so I'll hand you over to three dangerous men myself, that will lessen mistrust. Of course, all that will depend on you, making a pact with the devil has its cost and mine is that my way of working is not questioned. —

"Why would we do something like that? I will not allow the director's image to be ruined by someone claiming to be the one who murdered the Magian. Eskel . —

—Tell that to your colleagues who are in critical condition and under your care. —

— Why would you want to help the organization? Akira is right, I can't afford that option. —

“But you don't want to let people lose hope, either. You have two options: let all of them self-destruct or simply sacrifice three damned souls to restore what was lost. If you choose the second option, I will not demand anything more than respect for my way of doing things, of course, my loyalty will be only yours and no one else's. —

The medical agent as well as the director had been left in a position where they had to fix things in only one way without making people lose themselves. It was as if someone had heard them but they never imagined that person would just do that without being questioned. Lockwood was not one of those people who made a decision lightly but given the situation he had no choice but to accept such a deal.

"I will accept your offer but you must follow a condition of mine." The blond said with a serious tone as he looked at him.

— do you want me to work under your terms, that is, you want me in the corporation? Ah but what a conflict you leave me. Well, I accept but I am someone difficult to deal with. He answered while his visor focused on the doctor.

The doctor knew that he was looking at him so his expression showed annoyance, as for the director, he showed calm because now he could handle the attitude of that mysterious man.

After that accepted deal, the masked man would take out a metal sphere that would put him on the conference table, the table where the plans were created.

That sphere would illuminate and from the top a light would come out, projecting three images of three men with the personal information of each one.

“You have the most useless information of these three men but with me the truth will be revealed. Suspected of corruption, involved in murder, arms and drug trafficking, responsible for the destruction of a military base, one of them is a mafia leader, the other is a police leader and the last is the minister of the armed forces. The Arwald Brothers . —

Both men were stunned because there was no valid evidence for their arrest but seeing that evidence at the hands of that mysterious man it was possible to visualize the right opportunity to arrest them in a correct way.

"If you have that evidence, why didn't you do something about it?" The doctor questioned with a slight frown.

— and be left without a chance to use this Ace? Nonsense, he still didn't have enough evidence to give them the death sentence. The man replied as he took a seat.

"Speak, what do you mean by death sentence?" That sentence is only given when something serious is done, but they have not done something more serious than destroying the military base. - The director detailed with a tone of intrigue.

“Wow, you professionals are really limited when it comes to research. These three men made their plans very well, I have my contacts on the organized crime side and of course I have worked with some of my contacts. The Arwald brothers did those tactics to mislead them, they knew they were being investigated and in order not to ruin their careers they created covers. A mobster who traffics weapons and drugs to exploit a military base which was unprotected, a tip-off from his brother the policeman is not bad at all and arresting the alleged culprits would increase the recognition of the policeman if the minister of the armed forces honors him in a award for the best police captain. Playing heroes and villains to gain people's trust or hatred and throwing the first base organization off track; Damocles. —

— Where do you want to go? The director asked nervously.

“They…planned the devastation of the city of Claython to ruin Damocles' reputation. That's what you mean? The doctor theorized with a slightly trembling voice.

"Congratulations, you got it right." You had let down the reputation of the policemen and never accepted a deal from the minister saying that you were also looking for your brother. In response they said: Why not destroy their pride and use the hopelessness of the people to our advantage? and you have given him what he wanted by sending his men and as a closing dish the invalidation of two agents of general rank. How small is the world, right? —

The atmosphere showed discomfort, misunderstanding, insecurity because how was it possible that some brothers had managed to mislead a professional organization? Both men were dark-faced from that information, they had just fallen into his trap and were just giving him the reward of his achievement.

Our albino behind the helmet could see that disappointment in themselves so he frowned slightly.

<<I never thought I would get to do this but seeing the performance they give to protect these people I will give them the hand they need to get out of this shit. >> The boy thought.

"Why are you giving us this information? The director asked in a dull tone.

-Because of all the organizations that predict to make the so-called peace, you are the ones that have achieved the most since your creation. I am just a civilian and a possible criminal before you who is providing valid information in real time for you to mobilize, that is, I give you the bullets and you shoot. And as a reward for your effort I will hand over to you the real criminals of this devastation. - The man answered softly while behind the mask he showed a sly smile.

— When will you make your move? The doctor questioned with a determined look.

—Tonight, you guys act normal, I'll take care of everything. —

The masked man would get up to grab the sphere and hand it over to the director.

"Those men will be sentenced to death. " Of that I am sure, the dead will not return but in that way they will honor the fallen. — Said the mysterious man and then distance himself and go through the front door.

The men watched as that mysterious man calmly left because his work there had finished to start the plan. Takasugi would guide his gaze to the director who would end up hugging him letting out some tears of despair and frustration to which this surprised hug returned to calm the blonde.

“This is all going to work out, Darrin . Of that I'm sure. —

On the other hand, in the infirmary. Clemente began to open his eyes slowly, revealing those purple eyes that showed humanity. The black-haired man would look at the white ceiling so he would try to sit down when he is stopped by a slight touch, the man would look at the hands of the person who stopped them and see that they were fine, thin and very young, revealing that clear complexion so his gaze would rise in the direction of that person, a girl with purple hair and blue eyes looked at the elder with a slight concern.

"Father, don't get up. Mr. Akira said that you were very hurt and I had to come from Sybilla to see you. —

“You don't have to… worry, Persephone. I'm good. The eldest whispered as he looked at his young daughter.

“If you were okay, you wouldn't be in the general infirmary after facing that guy. —

The black-haired man was stunned to remember his fight against his enemy so he sits down abruptly to try to stand up but his injuries would prevent him when they started to hurt. His left hand would rest on his right side, hunching over a bit to try and ease the pain.

-Dad. Persephone exclaimed as she held Clemente.

- What happened? How long was I asleep? The Magians were neutralized? — Questioned the eldest looking at the girl.

The girl did not know the information but when she was going to answer someone would have beaten her.

—You were unconscious for two days, the Magian was liquidated with an Onyx bullet in the head after having diverted them. Akira answered while filling out a table.

"But Drave and I didn't have weapons that can use those kinds of bullets. " —

"I know, the person in charge came to pay us a visit." —

- What? Who is the one who neutralized the enemy? —

—He was dressed in black, he was tall but half four inches shorter than me. His helmet was a motorcycle helmet and he had leather gloves, we do not know his identity or a skin color due to that clothing. —

"Then he must be a hitman." Why would he kill a Dark Magian ? Was it a request? —

—No, he finished off the enemy when he saw that the situation was getting out of hand, and he also told us who ordered the destruction of Claython . —

—I see, how is the director? —

—Too bad and worse after knowing that the Arwald brothers were the ones who planned all this while they misled us. —

- What? The Arwald brothers ? But Mr. Wentworth , Mr. Pearson, and my father had thoroughly investigated them. How could they have done that to them? It's not possible. The girl said in a stunned state.

—The director and I think the same, but with the arms and drug trafficking, the destruction of a military base, the corruption and the commemoration of the officer, it made us not realize that what they were doing was to divert us from their main plans. That man had the right information to land them in jail for life. —

"And why didn't you do anything? Clemente questioned, looking up at the doctor.

—Why do you want to condemn them to death with the law and true justice? He will deliver them to us on a silver platter and with it the information to do so. —

Clemente did not show his surprise at that news but if he could show his emotions he would have the same reaction as his daughter when hearing what that stranger was planning. Clemente felt beside himself, he had failed a mission and it was worse when he learned that his investigation had led them to the trap of perdition.

Meanwhile, on the way to Winter's house, the masked man would go to a place full of people to change between the way, returning to his secret identity, revealing those disparate eyes. Winter would strip off her clothes, then ditch her leather gloves and continue on her way. He already had the approval of Damocles to act in law so a slight smile of pride would be drawn on his albino face.

<<Now it only remains to meet with those subjects in the same place and I know which place will be suitable at night. >> The boy thought.

Along the way he was moving away from the crowded streets while taking the opportunity to see the locals. He was planning how to reunite the brothers when suddenly he meets little Blongers .

"Winter, I haven't seen you in days." How have you been? - The little boy would say with a cheerful and smiling voice.

"I've been busy but as for you, I see your wounds have healed, Quill . " The albino would guide his gaze down.

The eldest saw that the little one was carrying many bags, so he decides to approach him to help him carry some.

—It is not necessary, I can alone. —

—There are too many, didn't you come accompanied by someone?—

—I came with my brother but he went to work. He is the only relative I have after losing my parents. —

— And he didn't ask you for a taxi?—

"No, but you really don't need a taxi." That always happens and I've gotten used to it. —

—Let me help you, I'll walk you home. —

Akemi was happy for the albino's action so he lets him help him and accompany him home, along the way the little boy shared things about his race since he knew that the older man was very intrigued with it. Somehow Winter could tell that the blonger was happier than the first few times she'd seen him so she'd stop in her tracks.

"Something's wrong with you, right?" The eldest asked while looking at him seriously.

The little woolly one would stop and turn to see the elder who was looking at him seriously so he would lower his gaze.

—My brother is going to leave home because of his work so I won't have anyone to take care of me. Sometimes I think it's because I was born a summer Blonger unlike my brother who is a winter one. He is not very talkative with me and sometimes I notice that every time he wants to distance himself from me. —

— Do you think that making him something to eat or some detail will make him change his mind? Akemi , your brother wants to leave you, he is a winter Blonger and he is using you to refuel every time he loses power. said the albino with a stern voice

—That's a lie, he wouldn't be like that. I know it won't go... He can't, he shouldn't... Akemi replied with a broken voice.

- Akemi , you only have two options: leave before or let your brother go. Winter would pat his head gently to try to comfort him.

—But…..I have nowhere to go…. I don't want to leave him alone... —

—That guy is already old enough to live alone, but you're not, and it's better that you come with me than with that Blonger who calls himself your brother. You don't have to give me more concept of your life because I understand the reason why you do it. But if you want to continue living until you achieve your goal, I recommend that you grab your things and come with me. You have until your brother decides to tell you he's leaving. —

Both young people would arrive at the minor's house and after helping him leave things he would leave but with a bitter feeling in his chest, the albino knew that a winter Blonger tends to leave his family who was born a summer Blonger . So it didn't take him long to deduce that his parents decided to abandon them before they died, leaving the oldest in the care of the youngest. But seeing the relationship between the two, he would begin to suppose that Akemi was weak not by birth but because his brother had to use it as a battery every time it ran out, Winter did not want to leave him there a while longer but she could not do anything until the smaller one realized account for himself what his brother was capable of surviving.

a thoroughbred Genisian has its costs…. How despicable. - He told himself.

The albino would look up to see the sky after stopping and seeing that it was sunset, that orange color had managed to captivate the boy to give him an idea of where to meet his next targets.

Dusk fell and the Arwald brothers had gathered in a bar well known to gangsters. The bar was red and black, the walls were decorated with white roses while the seats formed semicircles organized throughout the ground floor, in the middle of those semicircles there was a small stage with a tube in the middle where the dancers and dancers got to do the number that the client requested. Waiters and waitresses dressed in black suits with red shirts and black helmets walking around the room to deliver their orders while upstairs was more private. The brothers had requested a private room and with it a special dancer.

"I liked seeing that look on Darrin 's face and it was sweet to know that he would join in the repair of Claython . " - Said a man with a thick beard

—If this continues like this he will come on his knees to lick my balls, HAHAHA. - Said a man in a military suit.

“I heard that two general-ranking officers were left in critical condition. - A well-groomed man reported.

“We must plan the next step to bring him down. said the man in a suit.

'I have a file on one of your men. explained the man with the thick beard.

"Tell me who he is and I'll do something to bring him to his knees." - Said the well-groomed man.

When the man with the closed beard was going to speak, he sees how the door opens, seeing a waiter with the drinks on a tray, so when he enters he closes the door to deliver the drinks.

“You can tell me later. Today I feel like trying the waiters while you guys try the pretty lady. - The well-groomed man said and then pulled the waiter by the vest, drawing him to himself to sit on his legs.

"You're right, Iyar . Let's celebrate the day. The man in the suit agreed.

“Looks like I'll be sharing the girl with you, Novin . Said the bearded one.

"No problem for me, Simon. I like to share with my brothers. said the man with the thick beard.

The well-groomed man whose name was Iyar began to untie the bow of the waiter, who offered no resistance, while the woman seduced the military man Simón and his brother Novin . The woman with curly brown hair and a good body began to slide her hands over both men's breasts while Iyar slowly unbuttoned the waiter's vest while he gently held her hands.

— Do you enjoy having the need to fuck someone while your hands are covered in the blood of 692 people? Gross. — Said the waiter with a false voice and then broke two of the man's fingers.

Iyar would begin to scream in pain while holding his hand causing the others to be alarmed upon hearing the words of the opponent and the cry of his brother.

"Miss, go away before things get ugly." — Said the masked man as he got up from the mobster's legs.

The woman would listen and walk away, leaving the three men alone with the masked waiter. The soldier, like his brother, took out their weapons, pointing it right at his head.

- Who are you? Don't you know who you messed with? said the soldier.

—Simon Arwald , Minister of the Armed Forces; iyar Arwald , leader of a mob and Novin Arwald , Police Captain of the Maverick Department . As for me, I'm just a waiter who did a little research. —

"Then you'll know that you don't mess with the Arwald brothers ." —

The two men would open fire at the mysterious servitor only to hear silence in the room.