Jake woke up to blaring rays of white light over him and the sound of far-off beeping. His head ached, his eyes burned, and his mind was fogged. The last thing he could remember was.......... a shot! Jake jerked out of the bed he was in almost immediately and he felt a hand hit his chest back down. The sound of bones breaking and the way pain bloomed from his chest made him rethink standing up again. Obviously, someone was standing over him, but he could not see or feel them. He could feel the force in the hit he had been delivered though and he could tell that he would not survive another hit like that. He was down, and there was no way he could stand up without killing himself. "Reset the bones." A high-pitched whirring floated into his ears and Jake felt his back arch at the shock that passed through him. His brain seemed to be dormant now because he couldn't summon up the thought to scream. Everything was a blank and foggy white for a few moments before it stopped. The las
Con stared at the small box in his hands and he frowned slightly. Xavier had come into his room shortly after Aubrey had left, and he was feeling like shit right now so he didn't really know if he was in the mood to do whatever experiment it was Xavier had planned out for him. He had engaged in........... sexual stuff with Aubrey and to be sincere, it wasn't something he really wanted to think of right now. There were a lot of thoughts running through his head at the moment and he had to make a decision. Not look at a box and keep on looking at it while nothing happened. Con sighed and looked up to meet Xavier's gaze. "What exactly am I looking at here?" Xavier cleared his throat and looked around for a while before he diverted his gaze to the man sitting in front of him. Con looked beat up. It was more like bummed out, to be honest, but all the same, he wasn't looking like himself. He was looking tired, and not tired at the same time. He didn't look like he was in the mood to t
"What's in the box, Dad?"Xavier turned his head to see his daughter walking towards him and he smiled at her as he dropped the box in his hands.He sighed.When the hell did talking to Con become so hard? He could tell that whatever was bothering Con had something to do with Aubrey and Jane, maybe it even surpassed them for all he could tell, but still........ what was his point again?Xavier scrunched up his face in confusion as he tried to recall the conclusion he had mentally arrived at a few minutes ago. The look of confusion on Con's face had shaken him because that would be the first time in a while that he had experienced something like that.All through their days as military soldiers, he was fairly sure of the fact that Con had never really been that confused before, not so much that he could barely gather his thoughts and speak.The God of Mercenary didn't seem so much like the God of Mercenary anymore. It suddenly felt like some things had changed even with Con.That last
Con stared at the house in front of him and he smiled. It was time for him to pay the Argon's a visit.At first he had almost decided against it, but then he had remembered that he wasn't doing this for himself. He was doing this for all the women he would ever love and the two he actually loved right now.Breaking the marriage with Janette would be the best thing to do. He would show her that she was the one who did not deserve him, not the other way around.The driver at the front of the car directed his eyes to him and Con nodded. The young man walked over to the Argon family gates and he knocked on the metal construction. A gateman was always at the gate.This particular one was a man he didn't like at all. Jennette Argon's mother, for all her talk of being one hell of a classy woman and above a good amount of the women in the whole city, did not act like she knew most of the things she did in secret places were actually more or less common knowledge.A classy woman would proba
The gate to the Argon home was wide open by the time they began to drive in and Con smiled to himself. He had always wondered how the Blacks came to know the Argons. Janette might consider her family one of the best in the area, but in the whole of Glover city, they were more or less not so impressive. It would have been best if they had stayed as a low-key family and not gotten themselves involved in the schemes of his half-uncle, but they failed to do that and they made the mistakes that came with it. Janette had the eyes of a hawk, always looking for what to grab onto. Her mother was even worse, she would kiss ass for as long as it took, regardless of if she looked bad doing it or not. They both had similar mindsets so it was no surprise to him that Janette's mother somehow managed to turn her daughter's heart, she had always been that way, her mother just helped unleash that potential. Ray Finland was their latest catch, but what would happen if he was to come back to the scene
"I don't want to divorce." Con blinked and chuckled under his breath, "I'm sorry, what?" Janette simply sat up in her seat and stared at him more boldly. "I don't want to leave you. I want us to keep on staying together." The laughter that bubbled up in Con's throat had a dangerous edge to it and he leaned forward a bit to look at who was speaking to more clearly. It was Janette alright. Janette Argon, the same lady that had set him up for sexual assault and thrown him into some prison to live the rest of his days as a convict. The former him would have been unable to cope with living in that place, at most he would have gotten a life sentence because his mother-in-law would have certainly pulled some strings to keep him there. Derek Aer would have died in that place, and his wife had been ready to let that happen, so why the hell was she saying no to a divorce then? Had it not always been her plan to get rid of him? Janette looked at the smirk on the face of the man in fron
With his visit to his former home done and dusted, Con found himself feeling quite alone for the rest of the afternoon. Xavier had asked him to sort out whatever was bothering him, and he had thought this was that thing. Janette and her family had been a distant matter at the back of his mind, and he had addressed that today, so he should be at peace right? No. he wasn't. Almost like the world was trying to show him how gravely mistaken he was, Con heard his phone beep and he picked it up. Aubrey was on the line and the message she had sent him made his heart palpitate a bit. "You're leaving?" Aubrey was on the other end of the line and the sound of her voice made Con feel like his heart was shattering. "I'm not leaving Con, I'm just moving somewhere else." "Why?" Con found the word slipping out of his mouth without him even knowing it did. The way this matter seemed to have taken a turn was surprising to him. Why was she leaving? Was it because of what they did? Aubrey on t
"So this thing is connected to your mind now dad?" Xavier nodded and looked at the intricate pattern on his cane. "It's now directly linked to my brain and programmed to carry out whatever task I want it to." Lisa looked incredulous and a bit stunned at the same time. They were still in his office and they had spent a good amount of time in here by now, but Lisa didn't seem satisfied with her thirst for knowledge yet and he had to indulge her. She still wanted to know what the box had been made of, and what he had done to make it unfold and merge onto his cane like that. He was also sure that she would want to know what the design meant, but all of this would be better explained outside. He had a lot running through his mind. Lisa on the other hand too had something else running through her mind. The pattern looked so pretty, like flowers in full bloom. "Let's go outside Lisa. I'm tired of standing in here." Lisa nodded and watched as the pattern pulsed with each clack he