Murder was potentially known by criminals, he was the leader of a small group of murderers so when he had no interest in a job he could send others to fulfill them, most of the suburbs had a deep respect for the leader but not with his men because they considered that their men were not worthy of having a leader like the one they had, but as had been said, disrespecting one of them was like disrespecting the Murder, so it was not expected to receive an immediate response from part of the masked The objective of Muderous Psychopath was not to exercise perfection itself, that subject was in charge of humans and genisians, all alike. If they didn't like his way of working then they shouldn't expect that this man would one day defend them. Mysterious, reserved and a man of few words, perhaps he makes fun of police justice as well as the justice of organizations, but it was because none of them dared to cross the side of crime as that subject did to get answers. Right now he was facing a
You could see a young albino lying on the ground, tearful eyes and a battered body, saliva coming from his lips after so much beating and crying, the aggressor did not seem to want to stop. The boy could only cover himself from the damage that they gave him at that moment, that man with golden eyes and black hair looked at the albino with repudiation, in his hand he held a bottle of liquor while the other had it wielded and with blood on the knuckles. —You are nothing more than a damn disgrace, you are a despicable being, an aberration, you should die right now. - Said that man full of fury. The infant only let out a few moans of pain to then briefly see a white-haired woman, her face was blurred and in her arms she had a black-haired child with golden eyes like his father and a light color like his mother. The victim's eyes betrayed a deep terror when seeing the same look of ridiculousness in the mother, a look that would force him to get up. It had been a nightmare, reality began
In the world there are so many different stories that no one is able to write them all, each one tells how sad, how hard and how surmountable life is that some may have their own problems to see it. In the case of the Heath academy, all stories are stored in that place, each of them are the students who attend it, Mey and Toshiri were very close and with the recent event they had to unite more luckily none of them came out seriously injured thanks to the intervention of the masked man. On the other hand, Persephone and Hiyori kept striving to achieve their goals like the agents they were, they had to leave their footprints like their parents did at all times. Winter had to resist family and social pressure to strengthen the company as well as to bring those responsible to justice. Director Lockwood this time was more aware of Murder's actions and with it alternatives to improve the security of the city, he had to be attentive to his 2-month-old son as well as the others between 16
Why suddenly a boy who doesn't look for trouble started looking for it? It was simple, being so judged, so unhappy, so humiliated, he would end up showing his true face. For a Genisian, the hatred would corrupt him and for a human that would cause two decisions to be created, kill or be killed. In the case of Winter, the murderous side would come out, a side that Nestor would know from the beginning, Murder. At the moment that Winter got angry or wore a helmet he was another person, the actions he did when he was upset or had that helmet he would not remember when he regained his composure, everything that Murder Winter did he would not remember, the same thing happened with the murderer, Everything that the tycoon did, he did not remember. Right now, Murder was in school, angry and about to make a mistake in front of the other teachers. Draven would see Winter as a threat so he would smile. - Will you play the hero? I was just messing around with the students but ok. — He would tu
Taras would carry his young master in his arms because the sedative hadn't taken effect and for him to rest he would leave him lying on the sofa where he would allow him to relax and get enough sleep while he did the assigned chores. Nestor knew the great instability that Winter endured because after all he had taken care of it as if it were a drifting rosebush, between the path of fatherhood and the bodyguard he could notice the sudden change in Winter's personality, sometimes he was a boy as it is normally known, reserved, asocial, disinterested but when something overwhelmed him to such an extent it would lead him to a collapse where pure anger came out with the intention of killing, in that case, Murder came out. Murder and Winter communicated constantly while no one was looking, Taras seeing that thought that the boy had some sign of schizophrenia when in fact the same boy could be seen with an unpleasant attitude. The minotaur could maintain a stable conversation with one and
The boys would shudder when they noticed the arrogant attitude of the man with a helmet, dressed in black with black gloves, the same ones that the girl with shining hair would remember after seeing him so often in the locations that that man sent her. Same man who would stand before them and without a hint of treating them like boys. 'I assume they've already been briefed on the Satrax case. - The hooded man commented sharply. "Well, I'll have to instruct. What an annoyance, things will be different with me and I won't give a damn if the Necromancy agent sent them to the infirmary the day before, or they give me 100% or they die trying, it's that simple. Ok, now with the main topic, you have heard on the news about a drug called Satrax, which I fight nearby because I know those areas together with the Necromancy agent. Their mission is to strengthen themselves physically and mentally because in this world they will lose companions, no tears, much less being paralyzed. Today we will
-The evaluation in a group way, will not be by teams, much less individually, if what the special agent says is true, then there will be no choice but to face them all together. The Necromancy agent explained while looking down at them. "Well, that sounds like fun, not like the cat genisians I faced a couple of minutes ago." I give you five to prepare. Murder commented with a smug tone. The young people did not understand that and it did not seem fair that an exhausted person had to face a group of 20 to 30 people. The seconds ticked by and the strategists of the class would share their plans based on what they could see in their previous confrontation. The group had agreed and when they were ready they decided to show security before the agent. Teachers this time would analyze and rate group as well as individual class performance, the impression of confident students made some teachers smile while others kept their margins. The director would start the evaluation and the group wo
The special agent would arrive at the agency with the purpose of informing the director of the clue he had obtained, said man would be in his office being advised by Akira who would remain silent when he saw the murderer enter. "A speakeasy in Leudox, this is the access card I was able to find among my interrogators." The man in black explained. "That's good, it just remains to be seen if we can find a clue about the distributor." It may be in that place. — The director would review the card and then return it to the murderer. — Take Agent Choi and Agent Necromancy with you, they can back you up if you need backup. — "I can take care of myself." I just came to report and then leave. Murder answered in disgust. "It's for your own good and for the good of the city." — The assassin would let out a sigh and then agree, go find Agent Choi and Agent Necromancy who were gathered in the lab. Paris always spent harassing Draven and he just left him talking only thing that made the effemin