Leo sat in front of the fireplace for a long time without even realizing it. By the time he came to his senses it was way too late to go home. He sighed and decided to go sleep in the guest room.He had reached the top of the stairs when he heard a single gunshot and he immediately became alert to any possible danger. He looked around and peered through the dark halls to see if anyone was with him in the room. He rushed over to the intercom and began buzzing each and every guard in the building but there was no response. That was when he knew something was wrong. He ran into the guest room closet and grabbed the bat he saw there the last time he slept in the room and waited at the top of the stairs for whoever was attacking the building. He felt around his belt and was satisfied to find his little knives still safe in their compartments on his belt. 'Assasins from Damon Fisher? Or Johnson Ax? Helen did kill his son so he has more reason for revenge now' Leo thought to himself as he
"What the hell just happened?" Johnson asked in rage. He was tired of having his plans foiled by Leonardo Dubois."I thought you said he was dead?" Arthur Columbus asked Damon in a confused tone?"I know, Terry told me that he killed him himself. I'm just as surprised as you to see him still at Helen's side. He's always been a thorn in our side and had always affected or plans negatively. Before we are ever truly going to be able to do anything to Helen Jones, we will have to take down Leonardo Dubois" Damon said to the group as he saw the anger and mistrust in all their eyes. "I'm beginning to doubt the fact that our god even speaks to you at all. How would he tell you that Leonardo was dead and then less than four whole days later we see Leo foiling or plans to take out Helen Jones" Johnson replied with a hard tone. "Mind the way you speak Johnson. There's a reason our god chose me as his voice. There's a reason I'm the only one able to go into the Red Fruit Mangrove and come out
Hazel looked around in admiration as the limousine convoy drive her and the rest of her clan through the streets of Dartford. The city was beautiful, especially at night with all the lights and people around.She had checked through Leo and Helen on the internet and was surprised that she had spoken to two of the richest people in the world. Leo had even slept in her bed and eaten her food. She was suddenly nervous about meeting them, she had realized Helen was someone with quite a lot of power the way she spoke over the phone but she didn't know that she was one of the most powerful women in the world. According to reports her grandfather was murdered by assassins and she inherited billions of dollars and the family empire. Leo on the other hand was a twenty four year old divorcee of a five year marriage. He had married when he was nineteen? She was surprised, he was a millionaire before he turned eighteen and had sold his business to sponsor his wife's business idea only for her t
"What do you mean how the fuck is he doing that? I thought you all were just like him. Aren't you guys the remaining members of the Divine Clan?" Helen asked in surprise as the group were shocked by what Leo was doing. "How the hell is he doing that?" Ross asked again while ignoring Helen. The rest of the group started in shock as Leo healed all the wounded guards in a time span of twelve seconds. "He's healing multiple people remotely at the same time" Hazel says in amazement. "Where did he learn to do that?" Zoe asked and Helen simply looked at all of them in confusion."Oh right, you guys have arrived" Leo said as he turned back and saw them watching him, "I think I'm done here so let's get you all situated in your rooms. Helen had been kind enough to allow you all an unlimited stay in her magnificent mansion so be sure to thank her" Leo said with a smile as he approached them."Oh right, you guys have arrived" Leo said as he turned back and saw them watching him, "I think I'm d
Jaime remained quiet even after they got into the taxi and began heading towards the Jones Family Residence. Nana's words had terrified him to the core. Nana had grown up with his family and they were very close. When he was younger she had told his parents that they shouldn't go to the meeting of the Divine Clan because she had a bad premonition but they ignored her and they never came back. He had long since learnt not to take her words at face value.He was scared and Nana could tell from his face and she gave him a concerned look."Jaime, don't get too worked up about what I said. It's probably just me remembering what happened the last time I was in this city" she said as she placed her hand on his cheek."I know but what if it's not just that and this false god is going to lead to all of our deaths?" Jaime asked in a worried tone. "Stop focusing on the negative Jaime. It's funny, the night I took you seven and escaped the city, I creamed you all into my little car and drove fas
"Fuck you Well Terry. Tell your god I, Margaret Tully said 'Fuck you'" Nana said with a smirk as she watched Terry's face contort into an angry expression."You dare slur god? You dare insult the terror of the night" he said in a furious tone and Nana replied by spitting at his feet."It seems you have a death wish. Alright I shall grant it but not in any pleasant way" he said as his right hand lit on fire and became red hot."No" Nana said in horror as she understood what he was about to do to her. "Stop it, Terry, you're not this sort of person, don't do it-- aaaaah!" She screamed in pain and he pressed the hand to the side of her face.The pain was blinding and she could feel her flesh being roasted away. The flames were hot, so hot that the job was done in less than a minute. She shut down and went limp and Terry grinned. He could hear the sirens from afar and even though he knew he could easily take care of any amount of policemen the police department dispatches to the site, he
The main hall of Luz, the country's finest event centre and property of Damon Fisher, served as the clandestine gathering place for Damon and his newfound congregation. The air was thick with the acrid scent of unwashed bodies and cheap perfume.Terry had asked him to get him worshippers who would serve Scar. He had hustled hard to gather many of the unwanted elements in the city: cutthroats, prostitutes, pickpockets, garbage dwellers, and every kind of low life he could find. He gave them a chance at a decent future, and most of them jumped at it. He also had a truckload of prisoners with life sentences on their way.He had gathered them all in his event center Luz, the best event center across all the states in the country. It was capable of seating a thousand people in its main hall only, and with all the other sub halls and rooms, the building could contain roughly two thousand five hundred people, and he aimed to fill that number with worshippers of Scar, the forgotten god.He st
Leo sat the entire crew down in the large dining room in Helen's mansion. He had already delivered the bad news to each of them personally and they had all taken it differently. Hazel say at one corner with a blanket around here shoulders and a box of tissues by her side. Ross are at another corner staring into space while Sabrina anxiously fiddled with a coin in her fingers intermittently tossing it into the air. He knew that the news had hit them hard. He had only known the woman for a total of less than a week and he was deeply affected by her demise, they had known her all their lives and she had basically trained them all by herself. They all looked shriveled and weak as they say in silence. He gave Helen a long look of frustration at his task. This was a blow to their plans. They were supposed to be making plans on how to strike back at Terry and his gang of fanatics but here they were mourning for hours without achieving anything reasonable.He was sad about Nana's death to bu