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
Parked at the side of the road, the vehicle remained unmoving and still. Sniff took a cigarette from his shirt and slid out from the vehicle with staggered and scattered steps."Come over here, Mark. You drive the rest of the way". He opened the door to the other side and as the assistant stepped into the driver's seat, Mark wore a grumbling face that was ignored if noticed at all. Sniff took his place beside him while putting a light beneath his cigarette.The car starts again after a while and with a whistling sound, it kissed the rough ground on its way."What else do you know about this guy?" Sniff cleared the deafening silence some moments later, inhaling a slow long streak for himself."Hermes?" Mark focused on the road. He was not such a good driver and at times like this, he always tried his best to not get distracted by anything. He had never enjoyed having to be the one before the wheel, and Sniff knew this very well. But as usual, it turned out that his boss would sooner p
"Where are you?"A chuckle is received from the other end. Then a voice spoke, a dark thick voice which did not sound like that of a normal person. "Really, Detective Sniff? I thought the first question ought to be about who I am."Sniff put the phone on loudspeaker and set it in the middle of the car. The two men listened attentively to the voice from the other end."My ways are quite different." Sniff replied, trying hard to decipher the person's real voice from the thick rumbles that accompanied the phone call."Still, you should want to know who I am". The person said again. And the two men wondered if there was any special thing attached to his identity. By the way, being police officers, they both knew that he would not reveal his identity if they decided to ask. No one would. Thus there was no point in throwing the question."That will come on a platter of silver once I find you first. Why don't we talk, Mr Anonymous? I am certain we have a lot to talk about. Would you like to
She sat in the centre of it all. The noises, the exclamations, the "I knew it"s and the "I warned you"s. It was overwhelming for sure, but she knew it was the price to pay for finding herself in this unfortunate coercion of fate."I knew it! She should never have left this city!" Her father said, visibly agitated and seriously fuming."I told you not to let her work in that place!" He faced her mother and shared her some part of the blame."But you were there 9." The woman returned the share. "She said she was trying to prove herself? You could not stop her then."Prove herself? To who really? Was that supposed to impress me? Are you not the one who feeds her all the confidence?"Dianna could not take it anymore. And before anyone of her two parents could raise their already usually loud voices one more time, she stormed away from their midst in rage and found her tiny pretty but tired legs skipping towards what used to be her bedroom.Storming into the familiar room, she slammed the
A few words were exchanged. The loud and audible one obviously belonging to her father and the low and undetected one belonging to this visitor. She could also hear her mother's voice constantly interjecting to the oblivious conversaton. But before she could hear anything else, the door had been slammed with brute force. She knew for sure that was her father's action.And the two pair of rocky footsteps returned in her direction.l, followed by a slower, softer pair of legs. She knew her parents were coming into her room and she did not want to speak to anyone. So before they could reach the door, Dianna was already lying in the depths of her bed with her two soft pillows lying above her head and covering her ears.But all that did not disallow her father from saying something to her. As long as he could still stare at her."Good! It will be a good thing if you are asleep and not privy to that nonsense that just took place right in front of my home. And know this, just like you cannot