A long stretch of silence surrounded Derek and Daemon. The eyes of Derek’s enemy is still stuck on his. Gazing at him as if seeing through his lies. He can feel the cold becoming all too personal. Touching his skin and digging through it violently.He felt his lungs seemingly begin lacking air. He can also feel his throat drying up. There are beads of sweat that are beginning to form all over his skin and, he can’t stop some of his fingers from trembling. Forcing him to clench them into a fist so as to hide this.Derek’s caught. He doesn’t know how something like this is possible with how meticulous he’s been throughout the whole week but, it seems that Daemon’s caught on somehow. Yet, even though this is the case, he still decided to feign ignorance. After all, as long as there’s no evidence, there’s no proof of the claim that Daemon is making.“What are you talking about Daemon?” He said. “Why don’t we just go back to eating huh? You shouldn’t joke about stuff like that. I don’t wan
One thing that Daemon didn’t lie about is the time limit. As soon as thirty minutes pass, the thing that’s stopping any signal and electricity from running in that building will stop. This limitation isn’t, by any means, the fault of Daemon’s ally, Cypher. No. In fact, Cypher can extend this hacking for as long as half a day’s worth of time.However, there are various reasons why they didn’t do this. The first is because, anything longer than thirty minutes will get the attention of the authority that handles the school. Inevitably, this will lead to the signal being traced back to the source. Meaning that Cypher would be found out and, Daemon can’t have something like this happening.The second is because, Daemon doesn’t actually need this much time. Not at all. Thirty minutes is more than enough for what he needs to happen. That is, to kill every member of Derek’s team – all five of them. Daemon didn’t show any mercy to these guys. Or perhaps he actually did.Though he did make Dere
The night is still young just as Daemon said. There is room for him to do a couple of things and, this is probably for the best. If he doesn’t act fast, then his enemies will be able to catch on to the news the following day. As soon as it spreads that the five transferees suddenly vanished, it would be close to impossible for him to make any moves any time soon.He can’t have this. It’s too early for Daemon to give up and, that is the reason why he has now come up with a plan for his revenge to continue flawlessly again. In fact, this is an idea that’s already floating in his head, even before he began the execution of the five transferees. That is, taking down the main target of the quest itself – Damian Silvers.Normally this would be impossible for Daemon to do. With everything that’s going on, it’d be safe to assume that Damian Silvers would be on his guard. But Dameon knows that nothing can be farther from the truth because, it is this very same appearance of the five transferee
“Finally awake?”These are the first words that Daemon heard along with a painful ringing that ruptures his ears. A nausea quickly ran up his skull. Literally. The pain went up to his brain resembling the puncturing of a thousand needles – more than enough pain to make him scream.“AHHHHHHH!”This is so unbearable that Daemon began to lose consciousness. But right before he’s swallowed by darkness, the sharp pain went away. All of these to be exact as he’s left in a half-conscious state.“Sorry about that, I forgot to turn off the pain receptors. You’re not supposed to feel alright in hell after all.” Daemon heard this loud and clear. Though in a half-conscious state, he can somehow hear the words being said to him clearly.It took him a while to regain full consciousness. Around ten minutes in human time. Within this period, he’s just left on the ground without anyone caring for him. A state he’s been used to all his life and one that he despises. That’s why he got to his feet right
“Where the f*ck are you?”The voice came from over the phone. Frankly speaking, Grant doesn’t enjoy listening to anyone nag to him. That’s why he turned the volume down. Just enough for him to barely hear what the person on the other end of the line is saying.“Good God Yvonne, how many men did you tag to me?” Grant answered nonchalantly as he looked around him. Trying to find anyone suspiciously looking at him.“You have the nerve to answer back to me like that?” The woman named Yvonne answered. “Go back to the suite you idiot."“Relax, will you?” Grant answered. “We’re not even in any real trouble, right? Even if that trash Daemon is dead, there’s no way that it’d cause any issues.”“Why are you talking like that…you fucking…are you drunk?”Grant chuckled. “Caught me reh handed.”“You idiot! We can’t fuck this up. You know that Christian’s father’s candidacy is on the line here. We can’t afford any mistakes.”“I’m not making any mistakes though. If anything, you guys are the ones ma
Daemon passed through the rooftop’s door and left it slightly ajar. As soon as he did, the student fell to his knees. His fingers are still trembling and his whole body feels cold and hot at the same time. A sensation that shouldn’t even be possible and yet there he is. He would’ve even thrown up if not for him stopping himself.“This is a lot more nerve wrecking than I thought.” Daemon muttered to himself as he forced his body to get ack up. An attempt that proved to be unsuccessful right away.There’s just no energy left in his legs after what he just did. Even with all the cocky talk he had with Astaroth about being ready to kill, in the end, he’s also human. Inflicted by the same plagues of morality that will eventually make it harder for him to extract the next parts of his revenge.“I didn’t even have to kill him directly but I’m already left in this state.” Daemon chuckled. “I’m so pathetic.”He really wanted to push Grant off the rooftop. He did. But he just doesn’t have enoug
“Hello?”The guard flashed his light across the whole of the rooftop. Looking thoroughly at the entirety of the place. As he did this, another person caught up to him. A second guard that he called to assist him.“Well? Found anything Brian?” The other guard asked as he also flashed his light, moving it across the parts where his partner’s light doesn’t reach.It’s not possible for them to get a blind spot because, even if someone moves to the darkest part of the rooftop where the light can’t reach, they can’t outrun the movement of the flashlight, nor predict where it’s headed. That being said, the two of them found nothing there. Not a single soul.“See?” Mark, the second guard said as he slapped the back of his partner’s neck. “I told you there’s nobody here.”“That’s strange. I could’ve sword I saw someone move up here.” Brian said, giving one last attempt at scanning the area. But to no avail. Other than the two of them, there isn’t anyone else there.“Cut that out man, you’re gi
Grant isn’t the vilest student in the Academy. Although this is the one who tripped Daemon off the rooftop, there are many who are on the same level as him. That’s right. It isn’t just Grant, Gerald, and Haze who are evil. There are more that’s just as wicked and… there are a few who’re viler.“Yo!” Haze greeted Gerald who just arrived at the Club House. A special place that’s built for the elite members of the Academy.Though it’s called as a club house, it’s much more of a mansion. There is a three-floor mansion that’s at the center and, on the side is a pool where students are freely laughing and swimming. Men in black suits and shades are also stationed around the whole area. Securing both the students and the place itself.On the far right is the parking lot. This is where both Haze and Gerald parked their own cars. Two Shelby Mustangs which is the same as the one that Grant drives as well.“Got any idea why he called us this late?” Gerald asked right as he locked his car.The te