"He seems to be waking up" an unrecognizable voice was heard.
"Yes, check his pulse."
Twelve seconds later, the test was done.
"He seems to be okay"
"Okay, then let's try to check his current condition."
"Sir, can you hear me?"
All these words sounded in Andrey's head. Unable to tell who it is, he was motionless as his sight was blurred and his mouth as if sealed shut.
The doctors made some medical checks of his eyes' s reflexes. The white light only made his condition worse, but nobody noticed his displease. He didn't show of any.
"Sir, do you know your
“Oh my GOD, WHAT’S GOING ON!?” Yuki jumped and screamed in terror.Andrey stood up and walked a few steps, trying to figure out a good strategic plan to escape the situation.I can’t kill anyone. I don’t want to kill anybody. I could harm them, but that too will be bad for me. I would become a criminal and everyone would be chasing after me. I can’t afford to show off my abilities, as that would probably result in a chase, anyway.Andrey looked up and noticed the street cameras mounted and looking at him.Yeah, and it’s just too typical for the United Kingdom to have cameras all over the place. My face is already recorded and I will be found easily… ugh. What’s the best plan?
“Oohh… I see that you realized it now. Maybe I should release you from these papers that are sealing you shut. It’s odd to expect you would talk to me when your mouth can’t be opened, right?” Jack spoke and stood up from his chair. As he reached his hand towards Andrey’s mouth, all of the strange material covering him shred to pieces.With a single swing, he released both his arms from the machine that was holding on to him.As the young man stepped firmly on the ground, he arrogantly looked at Jack, who had a maniacal large smile all over his face.“I knew it… I knew it!” he rejoiced, holding onto his face with his long fingers.“Jack… the Ripper.” Andrey revealed his speculations in a low voice.
“Na-na-nah! No moves! As I said, I just want to talk. I know I won’t die, but Aamon probably will… so I don’t want you killing anyone for no reason.” Jack spoke, holding on to his bowler.“So first you shoot me, then you hold my friend hostage. Okay, I’ll play by your rules for now. What is it that you really want?” Andrey pretended that he couldn’t just kill Aamon easily without even being there.“I know what you’re probably thinking. But even if you can kill him without being there, remember I can’t die. Sooner or later, I will hunt her down and murder her… just as I have done to women… before.”Andrey arrogantly looked down at Jack, “You dare threaten me when I can obviously crush this whole place in a split second?
Andrey lifted his eyebrows after hearing these words. The surprise on his face was obvious.“Good. Gooooood. Judging by your reaction, you definitely have seen something of the kind. You believe me, I know you do. It’s all over your face. You know about these things. You’re involved, aren’t you… Andrey Makiya?” Jack the Ripper spoke like a lunatic.Andrey didn’t reply as he was testing his abilities to fix the connections between the different events.I know… I know that I fought an angel. Camael. An immortal being. Immortality is real. So is God. That which happened to me at the church. I was banished by God himself. I can’t exactly back this up, but I am certain of it. I can… feel it. I know that non-describable voice was that of God himself. So my
Now that I think about it… Dea’n’ha would be mad at me for a lot of things… I can even hear her voice in my head ‘Why did you drag another girl with you!?’, ‘Why did you transfer all your money into her bank account!?’, ‘How could you let her kiss you!?’, ‘How could you be sharing a single flat with another woman!?’, ‘I can’t believe that you and her are together twenty-four-seven!’... Yeah, she’s a really angelic demon, alright. Damn, I miss her…Andrey leaned back on the sofa and looked up towards one of the light bulbs.He reached his hand out, and as a tear fell down his cheek, he whispered to the light bulb, “Hey, my light? Where are you… I miss you so much… It’s ripping my heart out that you’re not here with me
“You… Are you really certain about that?” Yuki asked in a shy voice.“I’m certain, Yuki.” Andrey replied and looked deep into her eyes.His stare suddenly dived deep into her in a way she didn’t expect to experience. She sank in his eyes.“Yuki.”“Um- yes!” She immediately replied, panicked visibly.He put his hand on her head and patted her gently with a smile,“Before else, thanks for being around! It has been a tough ride for a while. I’m glad that I have another person to share my pain with.”Although his words were of pure friendship, Yuki let thi
Jack looked at his opponent’s lust for battle and felt an inspiring fire inside him. It wasn't the joy of battle. It was the desire to die. He really just wanted to die.Andrey opened his hands up, letting go of his blades, and the moment Jack hit the ceiling, the blades impaled him, sticking him into it.“That’s right, now let me recover, as you have no choice, anyway.”Andrey jumped acrobatically from the ground. After that, staring into his opponent, he spoke calmly, “Die.”He clapped his hands once.The Makiya blades, controlled by Manakinesis, started moving so fast that they applied such destruction that a shredder would never manage to.A
Andrey cooled down and switched off his empowering techniques. He looked at Jack the Ripper, or rather, Sir Jack Sinister White, and spoke,“You are but a fool. But then… so am I.”Jack felt insulted for a second, but was curious to find out the argumentation behind these words, so he listened to Andrey.“Mendling with the gods… That’s a mistake both you and I have done.”Jack grinned, “So you too are involved with the gods.” he said with a satisfied voice.“No!” Andrey yelled with a gritty timbre, “Unlike you, I didn’t fall to their knees and beg. I have never even once begged the gods for something I haven’t worked hard for. I don’t