"Who... WHO ARE YOU!?" asked Eric Phillips, in a panicked voice.Dean did not answer this question, he merely turned to look at the other members of the Phillips family that were all hurdled at the other end of the hall room.All of them were just as visibly confused as Eric was, although at this point, Eric's mind had virtually been scrambled by all that had happened."Did he... did this man fall from the damn ceiling?" Eric asked himself as he looked at the ceiling, the massive hole that started back at him answered that question, this ominous man did infact fall from the ceiling.Before Eric could even bring himself to ask how a human being could fall from his house's 30 foot tall celing, he drew a gun from his jacket and attempted to point it at the intruder.However, before the gun was close to facing Dean's direction, he moved at sonic speeds to grab Eric's hand and snap it.This forced the gun out of Eric's hand, and caused him to yell out in pain, and the Phillips family to co
Dean was completely caught off guard by what had just happened.He was left so stunned by the sudden intrusion, that he was unable to move for several seconds, as the hall room was slowly engulfed in tear gas.But eventually he would regain his composure, and both he and Carlos would shoot each other stern looks, before slightly noding in their respective directions, and disappearing into the rising smoke screen.While Dean didn't know what was going on, he sure as hell wasn't about to let it get the better of him.Soon, agents wearing doing gas masks, wearing full armour, and carrying millitary grade weapons began entering the hall room through every avaliable entrance.They came in through the broken windows, they burst in through the hall room door, and they even let down grapple ropes through the hole in the ceiling that Dean had created, and the same heavily armed men slid down from them.Once these men where on the ground, they began shooting indiscriminately, attempting to hit
Dean and Carlos hurried away from the Phillips family house, and seemed to pick up the pace the farther away they got from the house.They had no idea how long it would take for the Reville police to discover that they had been hacked, and then rush to the scene.Earlier, before they arrived at the Hamilton family house, as usual Dean had hacked into the network of the Reville police department.There he turned off all their communications, and then redirecting the network to a server that was owned by Comet.The purpose of this server was to serve as a normal server for the police department, except for when any mention of the Phillips family was made through the server.The server was made using an artificial intelligence model, which was made to convert every mention of the Phillips family, or the Phillips family residence into another location.This way, if any members of the Phillips family made a call to the police, the dispatch would instead redirect them to another location, b
Marko Phillips clasped his together as his father's coffin was lowered into the ground.A single tear rolled down his eyes as the grave was slowly covered in dirt.His father was an old man, but he in no way expected him to die in such a way.He looked around the cemetery at the five other graves that were being covered up by dirt.That's right, the Phillips family was burying give people that day, five very high ranking members of the family.He was the only one left that could even be considered a high ranking member of the family anymore.His aunt Mirabel, who survived the initial attack had gone into a deep depression, choosing to seclude herself within her house.One weeks after the attack on the family, Mirabel had only left her house briefly to attend the funeral of her brothers daughter Anabelle, a woman she had been very close with.The attack on the Phillips family had shaken the entire city of Reville, and to an extent, the entire nation of Orzan to its core.The death of E
Soon after Marko returned to his house, he went into the bathroom to take a very long shower.Once he was done with this, he headed over to a large, personal vending machine which was located at the end of the house's hallway.There, he grabbed a can of beer and headed over to his personal office within the house.There he sat, opened the can of beer, and began to think of a way forward.But before he could even start to do that, he decided to make a rather important phone call.Retrieving his phone from his pocket, he dialed in a sequence of numbers, and once the phone began to ring, he placed the device on his ear, awaiting a response from the other side of the call.Eventually, that response would finally come, and once Marko confirmed this, he asked to confirm the answerer of the call "Micheal... is this you?""Yeah... it's me" replied Michael."What the fuck happened Michael, the funerals were today... where the hell were you?", asked Marko, his voice was furious."Death and des
"Good afternoon Mr Marko, how are we doing today" asked Dean."It's you... it's the two of you, you're the Comet representatives?" asked Marko, baffled that he had unknowingly walked away from representatives of Comet."Yes... indeed we are Mr Marko, can we sit down?" asked Dean."Yes... of course" replied Marko, gesturing towards the two chairs he had set up.He then opened the top cabinet of a shelf behind him, to retrieved a bottle of wine and three glasses.He placed each of these glasses on the table, and filled them with wine, before then offering this wine to Dean and Carlos, before sitting back down on his chair."I'm sorry, what did you both say your names where again?" asked Marko."My name is Marcus Azna" said Dean, pointing to himself, "and his name is Jonathan Willow" added Dean, as he pointed towards Carlos."And the two of you are... agents of Comet?" Marko asked, as his suspicion of the two men k
"Everything I have ever wanted?" scoffed Marko, "how on earth could you possibly know what I want?""Oh believe me Mr Marko, we know exactly what you want... it's the exact same thing your father wanted, and the reason he sought out Comet's help in the first place" replied Dean.Marko stared at Dean sternly, he wasn't very fond of the overtly confident, and smug tone that Dean had."And what exactly did my father want, why exactly did he come to you?" asked Marko."Vengance Mr Marko, your father wanted vengeance, and he came to us seeking vengeance"Dean's words sparked Marko's attention, causing the man to lean forward slightly, so he could pay proper attention to what Dean was saying."He wanted nothing more than to punish the Warringtons for what they did to your family, his conviction was so strong that he was willing to put it before anything else, including the requisition of his wealth" explained Dean."Yeah, he m
"I refuse" replied Marko.These were the words that had echoed through the room over a minute ago, and all the while since then, the three men had basically maintained the positions, staring at each other.Dean had an especially annoyed look on his face, not beacuse he had any fear in him, but beacuse he felt that Marko was being unnecessarily stubborn."I wish... I wish to renegotiate some of the terms" stated Marko."Don't get me wrong, some terms of the deal are certainly very good for me, but there are certain aspects of it I cannot accept... so I would like to renegotiate"Dean sighed moderately, before he explained "That's truly unfortunate Mr Marko, but like I previously said, I am merely a Comet representative, I do not have the power to renegotiate the terms of this contract""Then take it back to your superiors... let me modify the terms of the contract, then you can send my modified contract to them for approval" offer