Carlos had ended up sleeping on the edge of the rooftop. When he woke up, he thought he was really lucky to have not fallen down, but then he realized that his arm was actually tied to an iron rod using a white scarf. “Who did this?” He found it quite shocking. How was someone able to tie a scarf to his arm and not wake him out of his sleep? It greatly worried him because he was slipping into too deep of a sleep that he wasn’t able to wake up when it was needed. The same thing happened back in the hotel when he was in Sofia’s room. Moreover, how did this person even get onto the rooftop? He untied the scarf and sniffed it. There were too many vague scents on the scarf, but the smell of the dye was dominating everything else. It was probably picked up from a store, he thought. He walked around the edge of the rooftop, looking for signs of anybody climbing onto it, but he found none. The sealing at the stairs leading to the rooftop was still intact. “Just how did they get here?” he sc
The noises of the buses, the trains, the cars, and the blazing artificial lights of the traffic prevailed through the city streets, but the sky hundreds of meters above still belonged to the birds of prey during these busy nights. There was this peculiar quietness in the sky as Charles flew through the darkness, almost feeling what the hunters of night would feel. Thanks to the pollution, the air wasn’t fresh or crisp like the wind from Spring, but more than the noises of the traffic below, he could better hear the songs the birds made with their vocals and wings. The landscapes were definitely bright below, but the joy of flying in the sable sky only lit by the moon and the stars was indescribable. It was a thousand times better than walking on a footpath. After all, he wouldn’t be knowing the darkness in a visceral way and experience a much broader world by walking on the street like any other human. The sky offered him a wholly different view. Charles himself was a selfish man. H
The next evening. “I’m sorry, Mr. Evastar,” Langdon, the governor, was speaking on a private video call. “I assure you this won’t repeat again.” “It better not, or you will never be able to recover your lost reputation, Mr. Campbell,” the guy on the screen spoke. He was in a spa, being massaged by four nude women. “It won’t end just with that, though, if that video gets leaked outside, I’m afraid. That’s just how the underworld operates.” “I’ll look into it and make sure to send him to his grave soon.” The call ended. Langdon frowned and looked at the unclear video footage recorded at the port. He could see a masked man easily killing off almost 40 men all by himself. “Where the fuck did this monster come from? What kind of tech is he using to be able to jump so high?” the footage didn’t show Charles flying, so Langdon thought he just jumped high. “I hope it’s just some freak who watched too many superhero movies. Even if he’s not, I have to find out who he is and end his life. No
Carlos had revealed himself to Victoria because he wanted her to know that he was going to make her life difficult. However, it was his life that turned for the worse, big-time. The very next day, police barged into the SGNG store. Not only did they find underage kids Bob and Charlie working, they broke their way through to the top floor and supposedly found drugs in the small room. While Bob and Charlie were sent to an orphanage, Thomas was sentenced to six months of jail time. And a few more cases were filed against Thomas. A neighbor from where Thomas used to live came forward and claimed that he had be sexually assaulting her since 12 years, and that he also extorted over 15,000 dollars from her. The SGNG store was completely closed off indefinitely, and the police were searching for the owner Carlos, the real culprit. Many cases were filed against him. From being in possession of illegal assets, money laundering cases to ED cases and over 21 different cases were put on him. C
Gregory came home that night with two briefcases holding more than 20 million dollars in his hands. When he opened the briefcases in his room, Victoria seemed impressed. “So you finally earned something significant from gambling.” “Well, I wish I did,” Gregory chortled, then sprayed perfume all over the dollar notes before putting the briefcases in the closet. “The money was actually given to me by SFF Charles.” “Ho, really?” Victoria pondered for a little while. “I guess he’s fallen for our daughter then.” “Who doesn’t fall for her? She’s got both looks and fame,” Gregory’s chest grew in size as he talked about her. “Any man would love to stand beside her.” “Indeed, but have you heard with whom she's been dating recently?” “No.” “It’s… Raven Bones.” Gregory’s eyes widened. “By Bones… you don’t mean…” Victoria nodded. “The one and only Bones family.” Gregory went silent. He didn’t know how to take this. “They are going to use our stores for their fucked-up trade. How did Sofi
Carlos twisted Brian’s head 180 degrees. “Now you can’t use your post to abuse anybody.” “I don’t think so,” Brian’s pupils shifted up to look at Carlos, sending goosebumps all over his body. “H-How are you still alive?” Carlos stepped back and hit the wall. “The speed and brute strength you’ve showcased…” Brian set his head straight as he stood. “Normal humans can’t do that.” He produced a high-frequency sound, to which Carlos’ expression changed. “It seems you are also a bat bastard just like me.” He immediately grew fangs and claws and lunged at Carlos. Carlos ducked to avoid Brian’s punch, but the punch never came. Instead, Brian’s knee smashed Carlos’ face and forced his head to dig through the wall. While his face was buried in the wall, Brian thrust his hand at Carlos’ heart. Carlos cross-blocked the attack and pushed Brian’s hand away and freed his head out of the wall. “To generate such strength from such an awkward position, you’re not half bad,” Brian smirked as he loo
On the outskirts of the city, Carlos was sitting at an abandoned building. It was pouring outside. Though he had left the place where his video was being telecasted to all the citizens, he still couldn’t get it out of his mind. He clenched his fists so hard, blood dripped down. “Sofia… just how low will you stoop?” he wanted to fly over to the Myers mansion and dash her head to Victoria’s head until their skills cracked and both of them died in a pool of their pathetic blood. But he was holding himself back. “I want you to feel the same pain that I did, no, even worse, if possible. Your mother, too. There’s no way I can forget about her. There’s no way I can forgive you two!” A little boy came running to the abandoned building, and though he was completely soaked, Carlos could tell that he was crying. “What happened?” he asked. “One uncle came into the house,” he replied in a sad voice, with his head lowered. “Mom woke me up and sent me out.” His words touched Carlos’ still-bea
Carlos put all his strength into his feet. He even employed his wings to boost his speed, but the distance between him and this cloaked person only kept on increasing, until a dot was all he could see. Eventually, that little dot also merged with the darkness. Carlos gave up chasing. He was sweating and gasping. “Damn. Who the hell is this person? How can they be so fast? And why are they messing with me?” He suddenly remembered the flowers and the envelope. “Shit. I have to return to that place now?” Though some part of him didn’t want to, he also wanted to read what was written in the envelope this time. When he came back, the wind had pushed the flowers and the envelope to a different place, but he managed to find them. He didn’t pick the flowers, but he opened the envelope and checked the contents. Only five words were written: Be careful. Trust no one. This made Carlos think. “Just who is this person?” he scratched his head, but he couldn’t even take a guess. “How am I suppo