Several doors opened at once, letting out all the youth at the same time.They all stared at one another with exhausted gazes, yet filled with a certain pride in getting out of the maze intact and seeing their other members.They looked at the others, a lot of them were still closed, and the ones that they opened remained as is, but had some kind of barrier made of light in them.The hall was empty and there wasn’t a single soul left within the stadium that was now covered in dim lights.They were about to greet one another when they hear mumblings from afar; they turn and they notice the entrance where it was coming from.After staring at each other for a good few moments, they nodded in agreement to make their way for it, moving with prowl that their steps were so light that it hardly made any noise.The itch and curiosity of knowing who and what was it that was being discussed irked them to go on stealth, as they saw that there were no guards to greet them when they got out.It was
In a hidden part of the pier, deep into the slums. Under an abandoned factory, a group gathers around a table.Two men were eyeing one another, sitting on opposite sides of the desk. The first had a cigar in his mouth, while the other was drinking a can of beer.Both giving each other mocking grins, remaining silent, as their guys kept measuring each other, sizing each other’s power.If someone were to lose their way there, there would be no chance of getting out, cause of the pressure that was being released by the two opposing gangs.The tension faded when the sounds of clicking heals made its course to the place. Not long after, a woman with a frown and a sharp look on her face joins in, along with several more people behind her.“Finally, our guest of honor arrives.”The man with the cigar on his mouth clasp, leaning back on his seat to have a better look at the lady who was swaying her hips, walking towards the table they were in.The two fellows wait until their third member was
They watch, as the daughters of Lilith walked out of there, carrying a box containing fifty bottles of those special ability serum. All in exchange for the information of the black thirteens members.Finny’s face remained frowning, seeing that Marco’s eyes continued to have this lascivious gleam in it, sights remaining glued to Selena’s round bottom though she was already far away.“Was it really necessary to give her all that?”He grumbles with a slam of a hand on the table, pouting at the other man. Even after getting the guy’s attention, the fellow kept that pervasive smirk while lighting another cigarette.“It’s not like there was anyone brave enough to use those again. Besides, we’ve got plenty for our own guys.”Marco let out a puff of smoke, grinning as he leaned back on his eat, raising both legs to rest on the top of the table. Allowing him to rock his chair afterwards.His mind wandered into that imaginary world of his, filled with images of those females in bikinis.“Still,
All members of the black thirteen gathered in a tiny shack in the middle of the rows of houses in the slums.All of them stood in front of the door shaped portal that got left in their hideout.The entrance was so out of place, being the only object having an intricate design inside that piece up shed composed of plywood, roof flashings, and tarred canvas.Made of expensive wood, carved with odd runes on the side. From a different perspective, the thing looked normal, if they did not know better.But they were certain that it was the same one that they used to exit the hidden grounds yesterday.“So, why did the boss call us here?”Arnold turns to the others, as none of them seemed aware of the reason behind the meeting.“I don’t know. He just told us to come here.”Dereck shrugs a shoulder, lips frowning as their leader had said nothing to them after the entire event. In fact, they haven’t seen the man after the challenge.“Has anyone tried opening it?”Bruno’s was curiosity eating at
They could hear loud noises of youngster from every corner of the alley, continuously chattering away out into the darkness of the night.Unaware of the beings that were following them, hiding in the dark's veil. The group tailed them the moment they were far from the senses of their boss.“Isn’t this amazing? We get to have a secret hideout complete with training areas and three more members, strong ones at that.”Julie’s eyes twinkled, walking and spinning alongside her friends as they made their way back.Upon hearing that, all those that were in hiding had this inkling to pause and take note, looking at each other with meaningful stares before proceeding to their stalking.Their steps were silent, movements so natural, blending within the seclusion of the darkness that one could hardly notice any of them.“I wish we can get the results of our ranking to know which team we are at.”Kyle was punching through the air, imagining that he was avoiding and hitting an enemy in front of hi
Gathered in the hall of the inner chamber of their hideout were all the current heads of the black thirteen. They were looking out at a blueprint of the entire slums, mixed with a diorama of the place. “I’m thinking we can put the entrance on these parts here. Along with a portal gate here so that we have an exit for troops and an escape route in emergencies.” Raynald pointed at an area on the map, placing two pieces of wood to mark the location where he wanted the things to be placed. “That would be good, since it will limit any potential weakness in our defense.” Harold nodded in agreement, looking at the tactical advantage and buildings that were within the site. “What do you think?” Raynald states, both men turning to the man to get an approval on their idea for the request. They paused, seeing the deep expression in the private’s eyes as he stared at the paper. The two end up glancing at each other when they did not receive a reply. “Sir Chris? Are you all right?” Harold
Finny and Marco were staring at each other, their eyes shifting from their hand to the cards they were holding, and then back to one another, letting out meaningful grins now and then.“A hundred grand.”Marco’s face lit up hearing the other man’s bet.He puffs a smoke, pushing a sizeable chunk of chips that he had on his side of the table. But the whole thing tumbles down when the earth shakes, causing the desk to wobble from the tremor.“What was that?”Finny was quick to stand up, noticing the reverberating off the ground along with the non-stop ruckus that was coming from outside.There were shouting, bantering, and cursing from several men, then a trembling would occur which would make them pause.“Looks like they’ve finally gotten my invitation.”Marco smirks, sensing the ominous aura that was closing in on them.The whole sensation felt so heavy, almost making him shake in his place from the mix of fear and excitement. His insides, twitching, as if it was being tickled by littl
“I’m not done yet!”Marco’s voice echoed as he burst out from the rubble that fell on him, face red with murderous eyes. The man was breathing heavily, increasing his size again.He only stops, noticing how the group of people raised their brow at him with a bored look on their faces.“We’re getting ready to leave. If you wish to join in, then best you prepare your men.”The thick cloth person states before turning to the others to continue the discussion that got halted.“Wait, who made you the boss suddenly?”Marco grumbled, eyes twitching, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, since all the people there were busy chattering.“Just move it, you big oaf.”Finny scolds, rushing to go to his companion’s side. The man ended up dumbfounded while being pulled out of the pile of rubble.Brushing him off, he gets dragged right in the middle of the conversation of two mask individual and the Raynald.“Lord knight, have you contacted the steward?”The oddly looking, dressed, masked