Chương 223: The Gate (I)
<BlackStar A.K.A Alex>
Oct. 30, 2054. Friday. 1:14 AM
Blackstar stood hidden in the dark corner of the room. He patiently waited as he stared into the group of older men and women sitting around a round table. The room was abuzz with flaring emotions. They debated heavily with one another, their arguments rabid with malicious intent as if each person were trying to shoot the other's argument into nothingness.
"When are we going to go with the plan?" A bald older man with red clothes slammed his fist on the table. "At this slow rate, we will never move to the next phase of our operation. My time is precious, and I need to be back at my office."
"What are you so worried about, Kio?" An elderly lady around the age of forty waved her hands in front of her. "The plan is moving fine as it is. The time is not even right anyways."
"What are you talking about, Jasmine? The time is perfect." Kio growled. "Just pulling money around will not get things started. We need people to take the first hit."
"Hit? Economically, we are doing fine.
"No, we are not. Stocks have decreased by fifteen points. Any lower, and I'll end up losing a million dollars!"
"Is that my problem? No."
"It is. Haven't you been paying attention?"
Suddenly a calm but enchanting voice cut through the chaos. "Ladies and Gentleman. I'm glad that you are all here." Angel walked in the door. Everyone in the room became silent as they watched.
"Angel, what are you doing here? You are not an elder to be just waltzing around here to do
whatever you want."
"Does it matter if I am older or not? I have as much say in this council as any of you." Angel replied without a care in the world. He pushed back the hair that was falling in front of his face. He then stopped next to Jasmine and caressed his hands on the back of the seat. "I have a reason, you know, to be here. Honestly, I don't like being in the same stuffy room as you old farts. Staying here any longer with you guys, I'll feel like I would age a year older. I mean, you all
must go to the hospital to check your blood pressure."
"Why, you little brat. Just because you are the son of General Flargon, do you think you can get away with this?" Kon replied harshly to Angel. His nerves were bulging down his neck, signifying that he was peeved.
"Don't bring up my father. I don't want anything to do with him." Angel spat. He glared at the elders in front of him and briskly walked over. Then, sitting on one of the opened chairs, he placed his feet on the table. He grinned and folded his arm in front of him.
"What are you doing? That is General Flairgon's spot!" Koi spoke out in an outburst.
"Not today. He won't be making it here today. Ever." Angel spoke without a care in the world.
"Let the man speak," said Jasmine. "Hearing what the little one has to say should make things interesting." She chuckled.
"Are you insane? This is no place for General Flairgon's son to be here."
"Baldy, shut up." Angel's hand dropped to his side and brought the silver cross into his hands.
"Imbecile, to speak to your elder in such a disrespectful tone. Don't you know we can make your life miserable?"
"Really? I highly doubt it."
"Calm down, Koi, let the man speak."
Koi grumbled and clenched his hands.
"The stone will be completed by the deadline. The students at the Academy are developing quite nicely. I will start putting a team together for the next mission."
"So soon? They only have been in the Academy for a short amount of time. Developing one's psychic ability does not happen overnight."
"I do not believe so. What I have planned for them is pushing past their limit. So with that being said, I only have come here to inform you what I would do."
"You still need to get the stamp of approval. Who do you think you are?"
"I'm Angel, of course." Angel brilliantly smiled.
Groups of hidden assassins emerged from the dark and stationed themselves behind each
chairman. Every single one of them gulped.
"What? Do you dare?! Guards! What are you doing?!" Yelled Koi. He had a knife against his throat, specifically BlackStar's hands.
"They're all dead. There is no point in calling them out, you know." Angel took his feet off the table and leaned forward. "Where did you even get such poor-quality guards anyway? Either way, all of you guys will be no more. All your assets had been handed down to your predecessors. The old must go, you know."
"BlackStar! You should know better than to turn on your employer." Kion yelled in anger. "I raised you for who you are today. You should be taking my side!"
"Mr. Kion Blue. I can not thank you enough for taking me in, but there is a difference between what I must do for the betterment of the organization. Even still, your words in taking care of me are completely different. Starving, being beaten, and even tortured, I'm not so sure that would be considered taking care of me." Blackstar calmly stated.
"Why, you wretched ingr-"
With a fluid motion of his hands, BlackStar cut through Kio's throat. Blood squirted outwards into a spray.
"I must say Blackstar. You couldn't wait until I was finished speaking?" Angel chuckled. Every one of the council members was killed right after BlackStar. No one faltered nor gave in to the pleas for begging for their life, for they didn't have a chance to state their words.
"I am sure you hate explaining to someone who is going to die." Blackstar flicked the knife and wiped the blood on the dead man's clothes.
"Well, you took the fun out of it. I enjoyed seeing their haggard faces when they heard what I had to say and what I would do next. However, these rats are not worth my time for my art. Instead, it would be better if we dissolved their bodies. What do you think of BlackStar?"
"I do not care." Blackstar turned around, ready to leave.
"I was worried you wouldn't want to partake in this cleansing. For I thought you went soft-hearted, but your skills had not dulled a single bit playing in the game, nor has your conviction been shaken."
"Is there a problem?"
"No, not at all." Angel pulled out a large black obsidian the size of his fist and placed it on the table. The Obsidian strangely glowed and swirled with red and gold.
In the darkness, black shadows appeared behind Angel and blitzed toward each dead body. A sudden chill swept through BlackStar as he watched the shadows move toward each body. From each body, a transparent figure emerged from the dead. Each one of the figures was roughly grabbed and pulled away from the body. They were dragged towards the Obsidian in the middle of the table.
A high pitch scream could be heard, shrieking in fear. BlackStar couldn't help but shiver at the deathly scream and watch the scene play out before him. So far, he and Angel were the only ones who could see the shadows, while the others were shivering in unease. Even though a few of them couldn't see it, their senses told them something dangerous was in the room. Alex knew he shouldn't interact with what was happening before him. His nerves were screaming that these shadows were not human but something more dangerous.
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