2nd Arc
“It’s always the past that made them the way they currently are. “
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In a relationship
"I have a boyfriend."
"*cough cough* What did you just say?"
The raven-haired woman boredly stared at her uncle, who stared back at her with a dumbfounded look as he pathetically wiped his mouth with a tissue.
Even the secretary of his standing beside him stared at her with a mixture of shock and terror.
Consequences."Let's talk about what you did with the request-command that I clearly told you not to do." Mr. Black's expression turned serious. He folded his hands before leaning forward to rest both arms on his desk. "Let me tell you the reason why I never told anyone about their existence, except to you which I now regret. I never would have thought that you would use it after all the warnings I gave you." Avyanna didn't retort. To be honest, Avyanna hasn't yet heard the reason why he forbade the request-commands from being known in the organization, which is the very first thing he did right after he stepped up as the head of the XYS. So she didn't have an idea how dire the situation really is. "I already told you about the consequences once an assassin utters the oath and requests a command directly to the head—they will either end up dead, or be stripped of their title as assassins and be thrown to them. The XYS will no longer be their homes, nor will they be able to go ba
First Arc Prologue "Are you ready for your first ever interview?" "... Is this really necessary?" I raised an eyebrow, shifting my attention from my camera to the beautiful young woman sitting leisurely in front of me. With a grin, I immediately replied, "Of course! This will be your very first story. Your fans would surely like to have a pre-interview with the main character of the newly posted and updated version of the book." Repositioning the angle of my camera, I murmured to myself, "It has been a few months since the last time I updated. I won't be too surprised if I were to lose readers by now." "Fans?" The young woman has a sarcastic look on her eyes as she smirks mockingly towards me, "We aren't even in the first chapter yet. How bold of you to directly lie to my face? We have no fans. Don't be delusional." I ignored my character's obvious displeasure and clasped my hands in excitement, "Seeing how you look dashing as ever, let's start the interview then!" Without
"Even at such a young age, she had such eyes that set her apart from any other person I had ever seen in my entire life." “That was a good thing, right?” The man didn’t respond, but the complete silence was enough to take for an answer. — Little Raven. "I'm done with my mission." Inside a wide and luxurious office, decorated with the scheme of both the colors dark blue and silver, is a man in his 30's, wearing reading glasses and a gray suit. He has been smiling nonstop towards the young person sitting leisurely in front of him. The man's eyes are bent into a crescent shape, making it hard to distinguish the color of his orbs. His chin was resting on the palm of his right hand, as his head was slightly tilted to the side. He's already a man in his thirties, yet he appears to be in his late twenties. No signs of aging can be seen on his face as he radiates that warm and outgoing aura that makes it easy for others to get comfortable around him. He very much seems like the type of
“They are worse than human scums.” — The plea. An aching sensation spread throughout Raven's system that made her frown. Coupled with the usual gazes from a few people in the hotel's first floor corridor, she was beginning to feel irritated at their stares and blood continuously dripping out of her fresh wound. A middle-aged woman even asked in goodwill if she needed medical attention, however Raven firmly refused, leaving the woman no room to finish her actions from calling the ambulance. They were worried, some were confused, while the others started to gossip about the young man who arrived at the hotel with clothes stained with blood. There were also those who were scared of bumping her as she looked suspicious, and the fact that this young fella was covered in blood made them think twice of helping out. It was a good thing that her room was on an exclusive floor meant for VIPs that restrict others from coming in, hence why Raven can finally sigh in relief as there’s now fa
The plea. Continuation TW: Mention of sexual assult, killing, and torturing. Proceed with caution.– "Shut the fuck up! Damn. Cover her fucking mouth you useless piece of shit. Even if this is soundproofed, I hate loud bitches like hers." "Yeah yeah. Suck it up. Tsk. I told you we should have gotten her other sister instead. She's much fucking better than this kid." "Shut it. We'll get her soon. If you don't want to be part of this then leave. I'll have her all for myself." "Fucker. There's no way I'll let you have all the fun after I paid so much for this." "Nooo! STOP HELP PLEASE." Slap "FUCKING SHUT UP I SAID!" "She fucking told you to stop, you disgusting piece of shit." Rapists are the one thing Raven despises the most. A vile, disgusting creature disguised in human skin that delights in violating and robbing people of their dignity. And it was people like this that she enjoyed killing the most. Misery is the only punishment such scum deserve. Not even death.
“Love at first sight? Only fools would believe in those useless things.” A certain man raised an eyebrow, in which the other person quickly noticed but refused to acknowledge. – Captivated. Reese took pride in being second only to their boss in terms of intelligence among the eight idiots below him. It's his brain that has earned him this position, and he hates himself for allowing these hordes of walking bad luck to drag him into one of their idiotic games—which resulted him to this state, worried about the consequences that await them after this mission. Thus he was unable to function normally. Despite this, none of his internal turmoil was visible on the outside. He still managed to mask and hide his anxiety in the deepest recesses of his mind and did his job as the outlooker and brain of the team. "FBI! OPEN YOUR D---oh wait it's unlock.'' Despite his confusion, Paul twisted the knob open with his left hand after knowing it was not locked, his dominant one pointing a gun ahea
“Have you been drinking your meds on time?” She nodded. “Did the nightmares go away?” She nodded. “You’re not experiencing any situations that trigger your trauma lately?” She nodded. “Are you okay?” Once again, she nodded. The woman stared at the girl in front of her, and quickly wrote something down. The words “Trauma Denial” on her notepad were drawn inside a big red circle. — Clash of Green and Covered Blue. Four days have passed since Raven’s whole encounter with the two criminals—who, unsurprisingly, turned out to be wanted suspects. And her close encounter with her archnemesis, the police. Nevertheless, she managed to come out clean with her connection to the incident. Raven was able to fill all the holes she could find just so none could suspect her. However, that doesn't mean everyone believed that she’s completely innocent. A normal procedure usually consists of asking the witness a bunch of questions related to the case. So, Raven was held down for almost
His green eyes glinted. Showing signs of interest to the person who he finds to be concealing his identity. There was something in this person’s brown eyes that made him unable to look away. As if there’s something in them that he needs to unearth, –that he wants to unearth. – Archilles. There was only one person reflecting on his calculating brown eyes. “I surprised you earlier, didn’t I? Haha. Sorry about that, I hope we can both forget what happened.” He watched as the person in front of him shyly scratched his exposed neck, wearing nothing but another pair of silky pajamas with mickey mouse printed all around them. He shifted his gaze away, the small smile hanging on his lips almost dropped at the sight of the apartment. “I hope I didn't offend sir…?” "Archilles. You can just call me Archilles." the man nodded gently, moving his gaze away from the chaotic sight and reaching out his hands. The golden ring wrapped around his middle finger glinted under the illuminescent
Consequences."Let's talk about what you did with the request-command that I clearly told you not to do." Mr. Black's expression turned serious. He folded his hands before leaning forward to rest both arms on his desk. "Let me tell you the reason why I never told anyone about their existence, except to you which I now regret. I never would have thought that you would use it after all the warnings I gave you." Avyanna didn't retort. To be honest, Avyanna hasn't yet heard the reason why he forbade the request-commands from being known in the organization, which is the very first thing he did right after he stepped up as the head of the XYS. So she didn't have an idea how dire the situation really is. "I already told you about the consequences once an assassin utters the oath and requests a command directly to the head—they will either end up dead, or be stripped of their title as assassins and be thrown to them. The XYS will no longer be their homes, nor will they be able to go ba
2nd Arc“It’s always the past that made them the way they currently are. “—In a relationship"I have a boyfriend.""*cough cough* What did you just say?"The raven-haired woman boredly stared at her uncle, who stared back at her with a dumbfounded look as he pathetically wiped his mouth with a tissue.Even the secretary of his standing beside him stared at her with a mixture of shock and terror.
Hello! I apologise for the lack of updates over the last few months. The thing is, I had my first ever blue screen problem around the end of January, and I didn't have the chance to fix it until this Wednesday. Because my brain can't function or generate ideas while I'm not at my computer, I became inactive shortly after finishing the first arc. Sorry! The good news is that I was still able to use my Android phone to produce a few drafts for the second arc and even revised the entire first arc. Although I can't promise to update every day this month, expect the story to continue:) I'll make sure to finish my book before I graduate. I know I've lost a lot of readers by now, but that's okay. My objective is to finish my first book and use it as a stepping stone to becoming a much better writer and producing far more books than I could ever conc
49: The Last MemoryTHE SCENE KEPT on changing. Like a playback, it kept playing all the highlights of Evan's past.However, it wasn't complete. Some parts will suddenly be cut off, while some are too short to make sense.And bit by bit, she witnessed how Evan's view started to change. His thoughts became darker and darker.From a young boy, to a twisted man.Not just him, she also saw how that scared, gentle little boy grew to be much more twisted than his already twisted brother.When finally, the scene changed to a memory that she's a par
48: Rotten Rules For SurvivalONCE AGAIN, THE scene changed."Is this them?""Yes. The other kid was injured all over but we had already checked, his body can still make it. It's a miracle that he's still alive. Fortunately, both are very suitable for the experiment.""I see. They're also twins, huh.""Yes. They are perfect for the projects."Evan had his eyes closed. So Avyanna couldn't see the two people conversing with each other, but she
47: The Twin's Promise.THE SCENE SUDDENLY changed."Brother! They're coming!"A cry sounded from his behind. Evan quickly turned around and Avyanna was able to see who it was.It was a thin child, with clothes made out of rags, running towards Evan with a desperate expression."Eli,"Evan opened his arms just as when the child fell forward to him.Only then did Avyanna realise that the body she was in became small. 
46: The First MemoryEverything was white.Like in an asylum, all four corners of the room were painted with nothing else but white. No furniture, no dust, no anything.And in the middle of that room was Avyanna.The raven-haired woman stood motionless on the white floor, barefooted, with nothing else on her but a white hospital gown.Where am I?Creak.She turned her head towards the sound. The door that was too unnoticeable to the eye was pushed open by someone. A woman dressed in a lab coat came in,
45: Flirt THERE HE IS. The person who will serve as Avyanna's tool in her pursuit to seek the truth about her past. Archilles Calisto. The man stood up straight from leaning against the door before slowly approaching Avyanna, as the two confronted face-to-face, he had completely shadowed her small figure. He had indeed lived up to his title as the Captain of SPADE.
44: "Independent" Unit DETAILS REGARDING WHAT happened last night at a certain college university in Shwirlan were all over the news just as the sun rose up to light the sky. A woman working for the media spotted the movements of the police and went to investigate herself, never did she expect to end up with a big scoop. Another cold case has been broken and 'solved' by a unit under the PSIA. Many citizens were proud and relieved to have such a reliable force after reading the newspaper explaining how they cracked a case that had been going on for seven years that many detectives weren't able to solve due to a lack of evidence. However, no media outlet mentioned which unit it was that managed