Genesis: Freed.

Chapter 3:

Many know that dawn indicates a new day, but very few realize how beautiful the dawn was when the sun's rays barely peek out. Darrin was one of those few people who saw the most beautiful side of life as well as people, he didn't care if everything was wrong, he always had a good mood. His charisma, kindness and determination are not what earned him the position of director but also his ability to support different organizations to achieve their purpose of making the laws of peace and justice obey. Just at that moment the director was at home, taking care of a two-month-old baby, his son; His whole life.

The headmaster's house was two stories, elegant on the outside and homey on the inside, even though he had a good position he preferred the simpler things, which no man his age asked for. Darrin did not have a nanny to take care of his little boy at the time so he made the decision to take him to his job, the Heath Institute . Once in his car, he entertained himself by feeding his son, who cried out to be fed.

"Sir, would you like me to help you with your son?" — A guard with brown hair and black eyes offered.

"Don't worry, I can take care of him." I need you to call Dr. Akira and Investigator Wentworth , please . — The blonde replied kindly as he looked at his child's round face.

-Yes sir. The guard obeyed.

While a blond headmaster was going to school, a couple of adults would meet at the offices of the Damocles organization. Wentworth was reviewing the situation in Sector 178, the town of Claython ; which did not seem very favorable so he was going to create other tactics when a platinum man whips his board to get the attention of the elder to which he turns to see him withering.

—I'm already with the lord of lies. Akira said as he put Darrin on speakerphone.

"Gentlemen, I need to know the situation in sector 178." The father asked with his well-known charisma.

“Sir, the situation is not going in the direction we want. There is something wrong with the place, my men are not answering due to a technical failure on their side. Draven informed the headmaster as he looked at the situation.

'My men, the medical squad. He reported that half of the tactical men had an altercation and ended up injured. The situation is about to turn into a war between races. Akira confirmed with a slight frown.

Both men knew what such an action would entail, without a strategy or some gentle tact, it would create a war that would force them into a coup.

—Don't stress, the situation can be fixed. The most tense moments have a way of being smoothed over, I'll send Clemente and you, Mr. Wentworth . Their classes are for Friday so they have enough time to create a diplomatic action. I know that your actions will not fail but I need you to be very informed about the situation to act. As for doctor Akira , I will need him daily at the academy. — Organized the superior calmly.

On the other end of the line, the director's expression was not right. He knew that acting with a coup d'état would be fatal for both races, he wanted to achieve the best and most peaceful solution because he was not the type of person who attacked to calm the turbulent waters of power.

The call continued, each of the adults carrying a different stress from the situation while Winter barely got up from the couch. He was still sore, the bruises were more noticeable and the blood on his hands as well as his wounds were dry, the boy looked at his hands directly in a lost way and then got up and chose to take a shower. His formal uniform was dirty and his sports suit was in school so he would wear his usual clothes to school.

The path of the Doctor and the director would intertwine so the blond would ask him to get in the car after seeing him walk on the sidewalk barely lit by the streetlights at dawn.

-Good morning sir. — Said the albino man as he looked at the baby in the director's arms. — I see you brought Hitomi , how has the little one been?

"Good morning Akira . " —He replied with joy to then see his assistant focused on his son. —It's been good, eat well, play like never before. Everything indicates that he is healthy thanks to you. —

'Don't be so modest, sir. I just do my job as a pediatrician. Putting that aside, have you been following the stress treatments? He knows very well that he cannot overexert himself for his health. —

The blonde would laugh nervously because he didn't follow such treatments since he was so involved in his work as with the care of his son that he forgot. The elder would only look at him with narrowed eyes since he was not surprised by his superior's carelessness but he also felt special because he knew the state of his boss's health as well as the well-being of his son, Hitomi . Lockwood .

"Is it okay for me to take care of Hitomi while you work?" I won't have much work so I'll keep an eye on your child. The doctor offered the director.

"Sure, I wouldn't want Hitomi affected by my work. " He smiled kindly at her in response.

Both men would arrive at the school in a matter of hours and then walk through the lighted corridors of the renovated school. They both knew that they were new to the area of educating but given the situation they needed to recruit new young people who would give a renewal to such an organization. Having a school as an ally gave them such renewal, but the teachings were no longer very up-to-date, so including them personally and voluntarily would make them see and review the classes more carefully.

Darrin clearly knew that it would make his schedule so tight that he would not see his son Hitomi and the others but it was the price for making his family live in a more stable world, it did not matter if he fell ill, he would do everything. possible to achieve this goal.

Akira knew that his boss was stubborn when it came to convincing him to rest, but he always realized that the blonde was doing it for his children and for their future families, so he ended up supporting him. He knew that all teachers were looking for a way to solve such instability so that future generations of their family would not have to go through what they went through ten years ago and long before that.

Both teachers would arrive at the main office to put the syllabus in order while the other teachers arrived with their students. In that Darrin looked at the files of the students with behavioral problems that Wentworth had investigated but there was also a pile of documents from class 2°S sent by the same investigator, the director struck down by so much paperwork decides to turn to see the doctor.

“Oh, that. Draven informed me that he investigated the students with behavioral problems among them three students from class S appeared. He investigated the situation further and it turns out that these students appear because they did the same as young Winter, they defended the weak from his group and from that moment no one from the third grade bothers the 2°S group. — The man shared while carrying Hitomi . —Another thing you discovered is that since first grade, the group has excelled in their qualifications and maturity. It is as if they had experienced reality firsthand, former teachers report that their students excelled in all subjects but individually excelled between two or three subjects per student. —

The director was surprised and now looked at the files of the students with more intrigue. Between their talk, Akira ended up leaving Darrin with his work and then going to the office with Hitomi who started playing with the older man's hair. Takasugi smiled when he saw the actions of the newborn, who had light blue markings under his eyes because he was a Genisian like his father.

The man appreciated the little Morth race , something that made him curious because of the way the minor behaved, however, that joy would be erased when he noticed that an albino dressed in black went to his classroom with the lost look at the ground to which Takasugi decides to interrupt him when noticing his injuries.

“You didn't go to a hospital, so I guess you went home and slept. —

"Stay out of my business, son of a... — The albino held back when he saw that the eldest had a baby in his arms, so he just looked away. “Just stay away. —concluded the albino to continue on his way.

Takasugi would just let him go since he wasn't one to beg other people but he still wondered about the sudden change on the boy's part until he turned to Hitomi .

“Wow, you're a good repellant for that boy. I'll ask your father to bring you more often. The older one talked to the little one as if he understood him.

Classes started and the albino was calm, nothing disturbed the math classes. Winter watched the window to see outside where she would see some young people practicing their sports, each one spoke between smiles and Kacper began to question why they were so smiling if they only talked about unimportant things.

Lunch started and everyone was in his group, the young man just looked at the others from his place and fed up with the matter he would get up to leave the classroom, letting himself be guided to the roof of the building. The place would be alone and silent, the murmurs of the people had been silenced, the albino inhaled the air of freedom, stretching his arms, letting the wind brush him, letting it ruffle his hair and mess up his raincoat.

Kacper hated his gift, he hated listening to people, he didn't want to know about those people and that made him have problems with everyone because nobody understood such suffering. The suffering that his mind was invaded by society causing his mental voice to be silenced in a sharp way. In that moment of solitude he visualized his freedom, his space, his voice, his thoughts. Even if they were for a few minutes, the young man would enjoy his space.

While at school they continued with their classes, at the agency, a man with long black hair; Mr. Clemente, was walking in the direction of the Wentworth laboratory , his footsteps echoed in the corridors and the agents stepped aside to let the most expressionless and distant agent in the organization pass. Clemente was known as the man of silence and darkness, a lonely man who never lived with others and because he had a curious and occasionally intrepid personality, he was assigned to the diplomacy department. Darrin knew that the man was just going where he was going, without giving a word, but nobody refused his words, his insensitive and expressionless gaze froze the person he was talking to, so he ended up winning the proposals.

There were very few people who could put up with such a personality and look as in the case of investigator Wentworth . From time to time they shared topics that were relevant to both of them but very rarely at the same time they worked together as in the mission that had been assigned to both of them.

"I'm surprised how you get past my guards, Mr. Clemente." Wentworth said as he checked the cameras near the area of sector 178.

— Your men move away alone, I have received orders to go to the area. I have received the report that a Magian of chaotic danger has been detected, it is unknown what type of gift he possesses, the assigned sentence was execution. The man answered with the same coldness.

Wentworth had been expectant knowing the situation and the order. The man stopped looking at the cameras and turned to see his partner, he had a very serious temper. Both would remain silent in that laboratory because they had never fought with a Magian of this magnitude and less when they asked him to execute him.

Hours passed and Clemente along with Wentworth were in the organization's dressing room putting on their armor which was adapted for each wearer as this would make it easier for them to use. Wentworth 's suit was heavy and bearable for him, he had more power when it came to having to use his abilities that required more vital energy while Clemente's suit was lighter when it came to moving, he had the ability to change appearance for when he used the true transformation and for when he used his gift but still both men did not feel safe to go armed to face such Magians.

They knew that this class of Magians needed to be confronted by a pure blood, something they did not have in the organization since that race was scarce and because of that they decided to hide.

Clemente would summon his weapon that had the shape of a dragon wrapped in thorns that emanated a purple flame, Draven would snap his fingers on his right hand to summon the dead and put everything in order when calling them to battle, the rest of the teachers would return after teaching classes to be able to meet both professionals who had a serious face.

"Come on, the reserved duo will return safely and with enough courage to torment the rest with their bad mood. " Blum said as he strolled around the men.

—The third forty-year-old among you is missing. Paris commented while looking at Akira .

“They are over forty, older than Damocles. I don't see the funny thing about them pretending to be my age. The doctor claimed while crossing his arms.

Wentworth was grumpy because of the mood everyone was in but he understood why they were doing it, they were worried about the situation. A mistake would cost them their lives so he approaches the group with that serious face.

—You will reach that age and you will look worse than the insolent Akira looks . Draven said before walking past him with his head held high as his men waved him off.

Clemente observed that both Takasugi and Paris were irritated by the tallest's comment, the latter would look away and follow his partner. On the other hand, Pearson would decide to stop him for a short moment.

—I've warned her, she was worried and she hopes you'll come out unscathed. I know you just do things to do them but be more aware of your actions. You have a daughter, you cannot leave her alone in this world . — The short one would look at him with concern and then release him and let that man continue on his way.

“I appreciate your action, Wendel Pearson. Clemente muttered so that only the little boy would hear him.

Both the researcher and the minister had so much to lose, both had children, both had two jobs and with it a prestigious title. A couple of professionals who would fight for peace after so many years of inactivity. Darrin would see how both leaders approached their respective vehicles so this would only bring them good luck.

Both on their motorcycles would end up leaving for sector 178, where they would see how the cars were parked and how some men in military uniforms separated the two races with great vigor, leaving a separation in the middle of both sides that served as barricades.

“Both races have a lot to lose, please go home. Stop the violence between you, we do not want to use a strong hand against the citizens of Claython . - Asked a guard over the loudspeaker.

The tallest would go in the direction of the loudspeaker guard while Clemente subtly got off the motorcycle, between that short time it could be seen how a dark aura would be present in both crowds causing murderous and erratic changes in human beings and blood genisians pure. Both teachers watched as they killed each other, something that caused Clemente to react to go get his partner out, however, the opposing forces ended up destroying the barricades, burying both leaders in that bloody war.

Draven 's agents, upon getting up, would choose to immobilize the aggressors but in doing so they would end up losing their lives because the magical beings used their gifts to eliminate all living beings, the medical squad, being involved in the altercation, decided to create a shield for protect the wounded while Clemente did everything possible to identify the person responsible for that massacre. He was dodging humans as Genisians but his resistance not to fall into the temptation of hate ended up neglecting him and then being shot down by people.

The purple-eyed man was looking for a way to get rid of them without damaging them while his partner created a shield to protect himself from the aggressors and avoid damaging them, when he looked away he could see how his partner would be tackled so he went to him as soon as possible . The tallest would manage to lift him by removing his enemies from above and then put him in his safe zone, they had to withdraw and rethink the situation to face the invisible enemy, but he never expected his partner to begin to emanate a dark aura, Clemente began by tightening his teeth, her pupils began to contract and her nails began to grow.

Clement, stay calm. Do not let others' hatred dominate you, you know how to contain yourself. Draven said as he grabbed his shoulders to force him to react.

The man with the expressionless look began to let out some moans because that aura forced him to go against his ideals, it was seen how his resistance was declining to the point of throwing a claw at his partner to which he dodged, Wentworth could see the appearance semi -transformed from the dark-haired, he had dark horns and his eyes were no longer human, those characteristics let him see that it was a black dragon, a dragon from the dark hell better known as the reptiles of the dead.

Clemente would end up pounced on his companion with the purpose of killing him and to avoid hurting him, he would begin to dodge between the dead and the blood. From a distance a man with blue eyes and shiny hair would appear before the scene with a smile full of pride and pleasure as he contemplated the stage, Wentworth seeing that man would mark him as the Magian responsible for that chaos but his distraction would cause the The black-haired man attacked with such force in the opponent's abdomen until he crossed a couple of buildings and buried him in the rubble while a dense cloud of dust was present in front of the dragon. Clemente was no longer aware of what he was doing, so his actions were uncontrollable, taking several lives in his hands.