Drake sat at the end of the bed in Kathlyn's resting room.It's almost noon and she had remained asleep for close to eleven hours. And Drake has started to worry. Her breathing was steady, her eyelids tightly shut, hiding her usually haughty eyes, her long lashes curve accentuated her eye area, giving her a peaceful look.Drake had no reason in particular to worry. But he couldn't help it, she was sleeping almost too soundly. Her breathing was balanced and patterned. She was so peaceful in her sleep, anyone would mistake her to be a peaceful person in real life also. Drake almost laughed at the thought, he knew that Kathlyn wouldn't want to believe and accept that she was the person who was incapacitated for hours. She took so much pride in her identity as a Khan.Drake walked towards the door in the room, stopping at the threshold to glance at her.She didn't stir. He sighed and left, closing the door quietly behind him. In the small hallway, he looked up to check the time, it
“They need to all be gone.” Silas Homer asserted, causing the group to turn their attention to him. “I couldn't agree more.” Edward Dennin chipped in while others remained quiet. Silas walked towards Edward and patted his shoulder twice before finding his way to a seat in the dimly lit room. “Good. And with that being said, I have a mission for you Dennin.” Silas said, flipping through the papers on the table. “Alright. Tell me, what it is.” Edward said, moving his chair to the left side of the room so he could be close to Silas. “You will be the one to eliminate the first of our targets,” Edward raised a brow. “Who?” “Eric Borough, a senator. And one of the founding elite families.” Samantha watched in worried surprise as her father bobbed his head in a nod, “I'm honored, Silas.” He said with excitement painted on his face. “I'll make sure to not disappoint you.” “Eric is a tough one, Dennin. You must not be careless,” Jared Khan said, his seriousness etched into his face.
At one of the last rows of the class sat an unassuming young man around the age of seventeen. He had stark white hair with dark red eyes dull and lifeless.While the lecturer was going on about his accomplishments. Eren sat facing the window. There was a cool breeze that blew from it letting his mind drift to the skies.There was something about peace that made the young Eren uncomfortable, after all, how much peace could a weak high school student expect from the world when there were so many who wanted to push him around?Still, Eren didn't let it trouble the peace and quiet he had now. The chirping birds, the picturesque view of the world that lay on the other side of his classroom window, he could only enjoy it now, knowing nothing could ever make it last long.And just as he had predicted — it didn't, almost the next moment Eren could feel wet swabs of paper hit him right in his ears, the stench of saliva making its way up his nostrils.The sheer weight of the spitballs forced E
“That isn't funny Drake.”A warm voice sipped into Eren’s ears pulling him out of his head. He looked up and standing before him with cherry red hair and enthralling violet eyes was Tiana Taylor, his long-time crush.'Damn it.'There was a difference between getting humiliated before a couple of dozen mindless students and getting humiliated before the only girl you could ever see yourself with.Eren would have preferred to be shot a hundred times over rather than to have been in his current situation.'What was she even doing here?'"I don't understand, and what exactly have I done?" Drake said feigning ignorance with an eerie grin. He had his hands held up in innocence like he had nothing to do with the situation."Listen red-hair, Eren and I are just having some harmless fun, right buddy?"Eren raised his head at the mention of his name. Drake had a wicked grin on his face as he searched Eren’s eyes for any form of defiance.Eren stared right back immediately reading the bully's th
[System alert: You have died!][System alert: Your blood has been absorbed!][Blood refining in process][Blood refining halted!][You have entered the Dream state]With a short gasp Eren’s ruby eyes shot open, beads of sweat glistening atop his pale skin. There was confusion visible on his face as he stared into nothingness."Where the hell am I?"Somehow, Eren had found himself floating in absolute darkness. He strained his eyes trying to search the void for answers but all he was able to uncover was just how abysmal the darkness truly was.All around him, there was nothing but endless space with a cold chill running through his bones making him feel a great discomfort."Oh lord, where am I now?"He asked clutching his arms as he folded."Is this truly my end?"It was a terrifying revelation, assuming he was to spend the rest of his conscious existence in nothing but absolute darkness. Despair held his every thought turning him prisoner until eventually, his life began to play befor
"From my mother?"Eren repeated staring at the bald man with wide eyes, too many questions spawning at the back of his mind.Silas said nothing, merely nodding in return, before somehow managing to once again wheel himself out of the room without the use of his hands.Now left on his own, Eren’s mind could finally try piecing together all the events that had occurred thus far.Firstly there was the strange crippled man who had claimed to be a friend of his mother. Now that he thought about it the man shared an uncanny resemblance with a certain Dr. Homer his mother was once very fond of.Although Eren recalled him having much more hair and a much more common means of transportation–Legs."The explosion must have taken a lot from him..."The man must have only made it out due to his awakened physiology, which was much more sturdy than the average human. His body as an awakened was capable of much more than just peering through microscopes and jotting down theories after all, despite t
Eren stared at the old tape recorder.The only thing separating him and his mother's loving voice were a couple of magnetic strips and the play button that rested beneath his thumb.He took in a couple of deep breaths before placing the earphones attached to the recorder in his ears. He didn't play it immediately, hesitant for some reason maybe due to guilt or fear. Still, his curiosity won as it wasn't long before he eventually pressed the button.There was a satisfying clicking sound as he pressed the button. A soft noise from the minuscule machines churning resounded in the room as the tape within spun.Eren stared at the recorder, waiting excitedly for his mother to speak. Another satisfying clutch later and the tape had begun to play, spinning forward as static whispers eased into Eren’s ears.He could hear clumsy movements with a few distant curses before finally, the sound of a warm sigh sipped into his ears and with it came a melodic voice stuffed with feminine charm and gra
‘I want to avenge my mother’s death…’The words he’d spoken earlier replayed in Eren’s mind as he watched Silas’s silent form. He could tell, just from the look the old man wore, that he was in conflict with himself. Was it over the vengeance statement, or something else? Eren had no idea. When Silas finally spoke, he seemed to weigh his words carefully."Vengeance?" He scoffed, turning to look Eren right in the eye. "Can't you see? That is what I have been trying to do for years, without any success. It seems it does not matter what I do, they are always a step ahead. They cleaned it all up such that it was as though it never happened. The people that wanted your mother dead, Eren, are very powerful people.""I figured as much," Eren told him quietly. His voice was hot with rage. He caught the worried glance of Silas's aide in the rearview mirror, but thought nothing of it. He turned to Silas and stared at him in contemplation for a short while. Then he asked, "Silas, who killed