The sun showered the last of its rays on the once beautiful now old infirmary in the city of Caveliona. A vehicle pushes its way past the terrible street road, rolling quite carefully until it came to settle right before the hospital."Be careful with crashing into the holes, Mark. If this little man breaks down, I might have to make you pay for damages". Sniff headed out of the vehicle, seconded by his assistant. Exiting the vehicle, Sniff took his quick observations of the old hospital. "You sure this place still works?" He asked his assistant."Yes, detective", I once came here to see a friend of mine. This is the best hospital in this place. Detective Sniff chewed his tongue. "What kind of friend lives in this weird city? And there I was, thinking that Crescent was the worst place that exists in this country. This is worst than they write in the books"."Books are easily outdated, sir. That is why the internet keeps being updated". Mark hinted out, perhaps glad to make this poin
"Oh my God, you freaking cop!" Howard stuttered, aware that he had just led the man before him to the conclusive part of his investigation.The detective chose to smile again, directing the stack of photographs into a little bag that he had with him."Did you just trick me into giving you information? You damned agent of the uniform!""Mr Howard", he said. "As much as I would love to appreciate you for letting the cat out of the bag, I still have to observe that you sound a bit suspicious and unwilling. Why sir? Is it that you do not want this man here to get justice for his killer or were you also a part of this murder?"The reply began with glooming red eyes of anger, followed by a dark version of the thickened voice. "You do not call me a murderer! You do not try to make me a criminal!""Well, that is what I thought", the detective said, drawing out the cold dead body from its chilly abode. "And if that is the case, I am sure you will have no problem telling more about this Hermes"
"Titan!""Destroyer!""Titan!""Destroy him!"Hermes struggled to lift himself from the floor of the five sided ring of death. Titan was approaching from the outside, surrounded by his rogue team of supporters and as they all walked down the walkway from the entrance, the most enthusiastic of his rogue fans held out their hands in joyful lust for the feel of his muscles.And with every successful touch came a loud scream of lungs, the women were crazy but the men were even worse. The male voices greeted Titan's ear with every step he took."Kill him!""Don't let him survive!""I bet my money on you, do not fail me this time"."What are you saying?", Another man said, showering praises on Titan. "He is gonna kill that one easily, can't you see the pathetic fellow? Weak and used up even before the sound of the bell! This match has ended already!"They all laughed hard, pointing at Hermes at the centre of the ring where he still struggled to find his feet.Up above the ring, in a special
The noises remained persistent, rising with every second that passed. It seemed everyone had eventually forgotten that it was a contest. The crowd was roaring continuously and the spectators were beaming with smiles with no one in doubt that Titan's reign would still remain intact by the end of this duel. It was now the perfect time to strike.The weary expression could be seen in Titan's face. He was not the same giant who walked like a demon into that ground, he now looked tired and exhausted and perhaps thought it was time to end this entire joke and give himself some rest.After being thrown all around for almost an hour, everyone expected that Hermes should be the weakest man in that dungeon. But not all thoughts are true in actual fact, especially when it came to taking a beating. Hermes had learnt to endure the severest forms of torture while still reserving his strength for contest. It was very simple, like the American super hero would say; He could do this all day!"Finish h
The silence remained for a while, before a loud voice came to take its place. The loudest voice to be heard since that cold silent night took its place in the stead of the daylight."And your winner! The new king of death! Your next prince of the street of fire! He is... Tiger!"A man clothed in black from his head to the sole of his feet slipped into the ring. He grabbed Hermes at his right hand, and raised it into the air only to be welcomed by the violent rumbles which suddenly took rapport among the frustrated crowd."This is crazy!" A man protested. "Titan is still breathing!!! This punk has not even won yet!!!"But even Titan would not agree with him. Wasted in the centre of the five sided ring, he lay flat and half conscious with his body bulging upwards everytime he took a new breath. There was not a doubt; he could not compete anymore."Titan is done, man", one other man said. "He is really outdone this time". Up above the wave of lowly confusion sat the exalted spectators i
Meanwhile, crawling like a new born baby, Hermes pushed his chest flat against the ground and made tt out of the human wall which had gathered to meet him. By the time anyone could lay their eyes on him again, he was already ascending up the stairs past the half empty seats of the angry disorganized audience and towards the main door."There he is, you fools!" Swiss screamed into a speaker lying on the table before him. It had always been there, but only now did he ever think to make use of it."Get him before he gets away!!" He continued shouting orders.There were two men standing guard to the main door which was left open and wide for entry and exit. They were very huge men, and each one of them had a dark pair of glasses cutting through his facial expression.When they realized that Hermes was the one approaching and that he might be trying to escape, they jumped forward to grab him at once but then he suddenly turned in another direction into the crevices of audience chairs. It
Mark Dengerberd was sitting on the edge of a large flat office table which should not even be there in the first place, with his right leg resting on a little chair which stood beside the table. He wore a happy face and one could see and hear a little glint of laughter in the manner he chose to speak his words. But Hermes did not find him friendly at the very least, afterall he had never even seen this man before."Who are you?" He spoke in a terrifying manner, but the strength of his words was not enough to evoke even the slightest fear from the face of this very happy fellow. Infact, he only seemed happier."Yes! That is it, that is what I am talking about! The fury. The rage. I bet that was all you needed to kick Titan's ass!" He cheered and laughed and cheered again. Then he stopped only to burst into another loud laughter, aimed to mock Titan.Hermes could not bear to listen to him make so much noise like that or he would risk someone finding him in there. Also, this man whomeve
The police car zoomed along the street of the city of Caveolina. Sniff himself had taken the mantle of the driving wheel. He thought hard about what the man he met in the hospital had told him.When he asked to see the old man's poisoned dead body, Howard had denied having the body in the hospital in Caveolina. "Twillightoria where the big cases always end up", he had said to Sniff in the most disapproving of ways.Sniff could not wait to get more information about this dead man and what his relationship with Hermes and Haisley was. Speaking of Hermes, he still did not have full knowledge of this person or how he really looked like. Judging by Howard's description, he knew the person would be a around six feet tall and most probably a spectacular fighter. But that was just about it. He had no more clues.The only group of people that could provide him with the information he needed that moment were all irreproachable.Another one of these people who could provide an insight to this d