บท 2: AT THE PRISON

Seb watched inmates in his prison. He was not the type to brag. Neither did he care about his position. He was sure to rule, but he'd do everything his way.

"Who the hell are you and what's such a handsome defined young man doing in prison?" One of the inmates asked and Seb smirked.

"Of course, he's here for the same reason you're here. #tag law breakers." Maddy said laughing mischievously.

"I'll spank you, dude." Said Seb and they chuckled.

"Are we ever gonna leave this place?" Asked Maddy.

"Of course," Seb answered smiling. "I know what to do." He winked taking out a cellphone, small, the size of his index finger. Despite being searched, no one would ever imagine someone as influential as he is possessing such a device.

"Hey, no need for that buddy's." Came Quan's voice from outside. "Your superhero is here to get you." He said throwing away his cigar. "Only accept to get some butt spanks." He said and they mused.

"Just name the price later, and I'll fix it for you," Seb said and Quan winked. Both nodded understanding his logic. "Yes, father." They said and the policeman present froze in place.

"Father?" He asked looking at the three dudes in question. Seb smiled devilishly, the advantages of staying undercover. No one in the entire state had known of his existence unlike Myra, his one and only sister.

"Thanks again, buddy." Said Seb and Maddy.

"It's good doing business with a feared agent like you," Seb added and Quan frowned.

Something deep within him had been awakened. The demon is to always be a shield for his family. He was mad but tried his level best to hide his disappointment into a deadly smile.

For him, Seb had indirectly tagged his family as armed and dangerous. Because they're feared in the entire state. He knows about that too but hearing it from someone else pissed him off.

"I gotta go now." He said squeezing Seb's hand in something like a handshake but for Peter's family, that particular act meant something else. War? Yes, probably a cold war between the two buddies.

"So soon but it's fine, I'll just head towards my good-for-nothing family." He said withdrawing his hand which was slightly red. "Why would you squeeze so tight though?" He asked a little bit disappointed but still smiling.

"You'll understand that wonderful greeting when the time comes." He smiled entering his black limousine and turned to the chauffeur.

"I prefer heading straight home now." He said and the chauffeur nodded in agreement.

Maddy cleared his throat, for some reason, he felt the tension and he kind of knew something about Peter's family. "Ah, I think it's best if we reduce the regular hung-outs and night parties." He advised. He wanted to warn Seb directly but he couldn't.

He knew how Seb loved Quan but he also knew how Quan would sacrifice friendships for family's sake. He'd noticed Quan's character development for some time now whenever Seb mentioned anything about his family being a government target.

"What do you mean by that and why?" Asked Seb. He'd ordered for his private vehicle which would probably arrive in no time.

"I mean just try to be careful." Said Maddy entering his black elegant car.

"Hop in," Myra said to his brother Immediately after parking her car right before him.

"Get the hell out of here Myra. You're ever around reporters dammit." Seb cursed looking away.

"I won't stop the car, plus it's dark and yours." Said a disappointed Myra massaging her temples. When would his brother ever spend time with her? Of course, he loved and cared for her but when would he ever?

"Better keep that promise." Said Seb finally hopping in.

Myra hit slightly onto the steering wheel. She was so confused at the moment. Would she satisfy her parent's wish to ensure he's publicly recognized?

If so then that would be the best opportunity she had but would she break her brother's trust? What if he hates her forever? Would she bear with that guilt? What if he never trusts her for life?

The dilemma was eating her mind out and she was closer, very close to the public gatherings conducted by her father to the citizens.

'Forgive me, father.' She thought inwardly adding her speed which exceeded the required limit.

"Slow down darling, we're humans, not some goddamn robots," Seb complained holding the vehicle seat before him for support.

"F*k you, bro. Am only trying to save you from public revelation of your supreme state status you hate that right?" She asked and something crossed Seb's mind.

His father had done that again but this time he used Myra. He was sure Myra would have accomplished the task. He'd tried the same game using Omi and it almost worked no wonder he had formulated a plan B to counter that.

He opened his safe inside the huge comfy vehicle and took out his facial mask in no time he was fully disguised and fully transformed.

"Just drive normally." He sighed taking out his magazine completely covering his face.