AT FIRST, BOTH of us exactly calculated where the sounds came from. We literally avoided all the shots. But… at the very end of getting to the end of the hall I heard a sound from somewhere else and I looked at it. I knew they did such things for distraction; I was aware of it but I think my mind didn’t calculate that enough. That single mistake was enough to end the perfection. I lost focus. Instead of running I leapt towards the large door of the exit from the hall so I could avoid getting shot but… I was too late. I heard a sound very closer to my right ear and I closed my eyes unintentionally.When I opened my eyes… I saw myself lying fine on the floor due to the leap but instead, March was drained in blood. They shot two more on March and those were on the leg and the next second I immediately grabbed him to where I was and covered him behind the walls. He had taken the shot for me. The first shot was on his shoulder which I guessed the gunmen aimed at my head. March was unconsci
HOWEVER, A DAY came which the whole team didn’t tell me where we were going. I asked Allison like thousand times to which she replied that soon I would know. They were all acting a lttiel bit strange as if they did not know how to face me and that made me even more nervous because that only meant this was not going to end well for me. But I did realize where we were going when our route took the familiar bends towards the Catastrophe territory.I remember myself throwing a tantrum saying Catastrophe didn’t sell drugs nor they murdered and I remember them replying that they already know it but couldn’t just turn a blind eye on Catastrophe even though it didn’t kill. Because by then, we had already inspected most of the territories except a few and the killer should have to be from a territory we never think of. I also knew that. But still I did not like their idea of investigating Catastrophe because I knew pretty well they were not responsible.Catastrophe was a part of my life and it
AT FIRST, THEY pointed their guns to us but when we got closer to an extent that we could see each other really well, I could clearly see the two guns of my two friends nearly going down due to the shock which they barely avoided but their hands on the guns shook due to uncertainty of decision to shoot me or not while their eyes were big and helpless which made my heart sink. Before any of us could hurt each other,“Tell him we’re here.”I shouted and they agreed in flash going inside the building immediately. It was as if they were relieved and I knew how exactly that well. None of us wanted this.“What do you expect them to do?”I heard an angry voice behind me, belonged to Thomas, I guessed.“I bet they will come back with more troops to end us.”hushed someone else with a kind of an energetic voice. For sure it was March. I knew it. He was the only person who could say we were going to die in a lively voice. That time I turned back.“Don’t forget I’m still their leader’s younger s
I KNEW WHAT Dylan wanted me to do was not investigation. He wanted to give me and Levine a little reuniting peace time.But… there I was, not knowing what to say and what to do.“You chose that path.”Levine said softly.“Huh?”I replied.“The path to go for Forces and you’re holding it again.”he said pointing at my gun smiling. Both of us chuckled. The thought of how I couldn’t let that gun go even though I was so desperate, bought a little strange smile to me.“Yeah. Old habits never die, I guess.”I replied.“I’m so sorry.”I said. I felt ashamed to say that after hurting him so much.“That’s okay. He or me never thought of you as a traitor. We knew you would venture out someday and we trained you for that.”“Dad….”before I could finish“He passed away.”Levine said. Unintentional tears filled my eyes.“Don’t worry Cod. The love for you even at his death bed was still at a higher level than for me. You’re his younger son no matter what and you’re my younger brother no matter what
“DURING THE TIME I was talking about until now, there were no Police, Forces or Intelligence in this city. The whole city was fenced and was like a huge prison civilization but later… due to modernization, the city also eventually became a normal place and Police, Forces and Intelligence established in it and normal people too started to settle down. Now the name “Jailbirds” doesn’t make any sense. But those days… it did. I think you agree with me”I nodded. Never in my life, I thought why our city was named Jailbirds. I have to admit, I was quite amused at it. Levine continued despite my amazed face.“When the Security Departments came here, they realized the situation of this city and up until now, their utmost priority has been eliminating the territories. As you can understand by the story and by which you already know, eliminating territories is almost like totally impossible to do because the underworlds are so perfectly established and stable unless…… there is someone like you
CATASTROPHE WAS OUT of charges. Obviously. All in all, at the end, because of me, Catastrophe which stood years and years gloriously went down in a single day. There were no fights and no arguments. Levine surrendered to the Intelligence and explained that there is no need for a territory since all the others are down already. He explained to them that Catastrophe was made for people to survive when there were no Security Departments in the city.The members of the territory were arrested, interrogated and then released because Dylan decided that it was useless imprisoning any of them because none of them actually had any charges against them. Thus, Catastrophe kept its full stop and blended up in the normal society; each and every one of them trapped for years, finally getting their freedom.That day when we headed back from Catastrophe, I never thought the investigation which was nowhere getting solved will start to make sense or will incept to unriddle all of suddenly. But I’m glad
DYLAN FEROCIOUSLY WALKED away from the scene and lightly banged his hand on his car to avoid the frustration that was piling inside him.“Shit!” He breathed several times and when he opened his eyes, they were red and nearly in tears. I felt Allison’s hand wrapping around mine. That day, the hunt started. The hunt for the Intelligence team. That means us. My heart tightened. It was getting brutal and intense day by day. “I need some of you to come with me.” said Dylan. “Anyone, who doesn’t want to come can stay here.” he added. All the others left with Dylan leaving the four of us motionless at the same place we were standing. Me, Allison, March and Kira. I think we all didn’t go for the same reason. We hated to see them dead. We were specially cared and loved by both of them since we were the youngest. They were like our second parents. We hated to believe that they were dead. None of us cried. We rested our bodies on the vehicle; standing solemnly. I felt as if my body weighe
EVEN AFTER WHAT happened that day… we’re still together. Life is unpredictable and is not something you can ever guess what the future is. Cody was one of the people we trusted the most. Our whole team believed in him and trusted him. Ever since he came to the Bureau everything was lit and fun and we enjoyed our days. We always had new happenings in our lives and the Bureau even had a pet cat because of him. Kitty. We loved him. It was our pet cat.Everything started from the day after the accident of Mr. and Mrs. Blake. Kenneth went on leave for just one day to regain himself from the shock and none of us, not even Dylan bothered to ask him the story seeing how worried he was. Of course, we knew it was not something small. He was Kenneth York after all. The only survivor of the first lot of KCO murders and he definitely had a lot of stories which would value a lot in our investigations. But we all believed before we could get anything out of him, we should let him calm down and rela
MY LIFE IN the prison for six years was a period of time to collect myself together from the pieces that were scattered during the time of 17 years that I was broken; from the time I lost my parents. Though my memory was lost and though I didn’t know I lost them, still… there was a heavy burden inside me which limited the peace in my mind.For me to realize what that burden was, what I had wanted was a pause in my life; a little time to resurrect myself. Until those years, that I sat in the corner of a dark room with the metal bars in front of me, I did not come to the awareness why it felt so heavy. Finally, when the relief flooded in to my life, how much I wished I had that pause earlier? Maybe then… none of these would have happened.Guilt. It was something that was embarked deep within my conscience and when it got dipped with regret, it had the ability of tearing my soul apart. Killing was not the only thing that bought me guilt and regret. I was a person loved by a lot and still
AFTER I WAS put into the prison, about an hour later, the prison bars opened again.“You have twenty minutes.”said the guard and a figure entered the prison. Levine. I stood up instinctively, I gulped and my mind went blank. He didn’t speak at first. I saw the guards leave, leaving me and Levine as the only people for the yard.I was a prisoner who was prohibited for visitors as a part of the court sentence but he had been specially granted to meet me once and for all for the next six years.“Or maybe… this will be the last time ever”I thought back then. I couldn’t blame him even if it was. What right was there?“Kenneth.”he said. I finally looked at him, it was strange for me to hear my own name.“Finally, I got to call you by your name”his eyes were teary. He had cried, I realized looking at how red his eyes was.No. No. No. He can’t be like this. He can’t be this kind to me. At least he should hate me. He can’t forgive me this easily. Levine. You can’t love me this much.“Ken….
“ALLISON. SHE SHOULD probably have hated me and still do not know why she didn’t back then. It was a huge betrayal and if I was in her place, I guess I won’t be that merciful. Back then, at the Interrogation Room I wonder who she saw me as? I guess in her eyes, I was a monster... which was obviously right. Up until now, even if twenty-five years had passed, I never had the courage to reach and ask her anything about that past. We never spoke about it. None of us. It was just like, that we have put a rule to ourselves to keep ourselves shut from that experience.When I first agreed with Link to kill, what was in my mind was to bring justice to my parents. But true, whatever my reasons were, I had no right to kill, I had no right to take the law to my hands but… they said my mom and dad was murdered by the law for no reason so, I saw no justice in that law. I had no memory so I didn’t know that they were lying and I didn’t know what I did was all wrong but true, I had conscious and it w
IT WAS SO clear how everyone of us wanted the same thing. We wanted him to prove that we were wrong, we wanted him to say he was not the killer, we were ready to go through a hell and do an investigation from the beginning if there was at least one single proof saying that he was not the Killer.“No matter whatever the reason, how could you do that to us?”That was the first time I saw Dylan’s voice breaking so hard and I’m quite sure that was the first and the last time in Ken’s life he felt helpless. Ken may have been at a memory loss but he still knew how much we cared for him and trusted him. That day, the Intelligence Interrogation Room had its first official interrogation which made the Intelligence and the criminal party both felt like they were fallen on their knees and… for no doubt that was the last such.Ken didn’t say a single word but his eyes said it all... and I’m so sure the reason behind his silence was that he knew no matter what he said there was nothing he could ch
KENNETH WAS A killer of 31 humans. One of the best Killers in the history which the Intelligence handled. A perfectionist. A person who got caught by Intelligence only because he wanted himself caught. I don’t think the Intelligence would ever be able to figure out who that killer was if he didn’t reveal it to us that day. He was the best killer and the only killer who didn’t get beaten up in the Intelligence. When he was bought to the Interrogation Room, not a single scratch was on his body and even the scratches from the Link territory fight were healed. None of our people had the strength of raising our hands against him because Kenneth… he was one of us.Out of all, my brother Dylan was in the most pain because I’m quite sure not even for a second, not for a second! he thought that the killer was Kenneth and he loved him so much from deep inside.But when we looked at the big picture, we did realize a lot of things. We realized why the killer was a perfection. Of course, he should
PATRICK WAS TAKEN aback and his false calm and kind face turned dark. He stared at me with glaring eyes. So, did I.Then his voice cut the dusty air, calm and sarcastic“Then I don’t think I should be telling you how stupid you are.”I felt my anger rising.“It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s all over now.”I whisper to myself.30 seconds away. I calculate.“Now! Shut your mouth and work for me asshole! And if not! I won’t think a second to push a bullet through your head!”Deep inside, it did a kind of hurt because I trusted him. Now there’s his real self. I thought and I smirked. 17 seconds more.“You know what? All this time you thought this was your game. But trust me when I say this… You are wrong. I’m the Protagonist here. Now, as much as you used me as a cardboard token of your game, I’m going to use you to achieve the target of my final conclusion. This has always been my game. It’s not Killer Cross Over, it’s Game Over.”I said“What the hell are you talking?”“Too late, mister. They
AFTER THAT DAY, I never went back to the Intelligence, dying young wasn’t one of my life goals. But to be honest… I regretted living back then and I actually didn’t care if I died and a part of me said that I deserved to die by the hands of the people I betrayed; my friends, my more-like family. But still again, I had things to solve before I could make such a decision.What had been done is done and me repenting, regretting on that past is useless. What I had done cannot be reversed and I myself will have to live with those painful crimes I’ve committed either I choose to or not. But I have a way to change the future. There is no way I’m going to miss it and I will bring proper justice now.I kept repeating this in my mind.The address I told Allison was the entrance to our organization which was the same address Levine told me that day before I left Catastrophe with Intelligence. When Levine told me that, I already knew it, because I was the killer and I was surprised that he knew i
IT WAS A mess and I was the mess. I was so angry and frustrated about myself and I wanted to kill all the members of Link.That night, I read the letter given to me by my dad; Catastrophe dad. I soon realized why Levine asked me if I regained memory because there in that letter was… the true memory of mine. Inside those memories were the truth. Levine didn’t know I was the killer but still he knew that the answers laid inside me. There was the name of the Organization as “Link” and then there was this thing.To my little son,“Link”. This Organization killed your parents, my dear son. I think it’s time for you to know these things. Levine may have told you how to find the territory.Also, my son… Don’t cut off my strings I have with you when I say this. I’m not your father but I love you equally much.I paused. That was when it came to mind that until the day he died; he didn’t know that Levine revealed the truth to me. Pain.I didn’t even know where all it was coming from. But that w
This nature of mine first sharply appeared inside the basement of my cottage when I had to decide between holding a gun or not. By that day, even though Levine told me not to hold a gun I had already held it like hundreds of times as the KCO Killer but when Dylan told me to take the gun, I hesitated and rejected putting my life on risk thinking of the promise I made to Levine. It was me, my own self that was on action as the Killer, then again… it was me, my own self feeling weak about holding a gun due the promise in front of them. That weaknesses and promises never came to my mind when I was working as a Killer and to me it felt like…. I had two people trapped inside one body. Then again, there are somethings I possessed as a Killer and an Intelligence officer both reminding myself that I was the same person. My confidence and perfection. I never lost that whoever I was. In the explanation of this story… there are two things that I equally possessed. First one. I acted my part as