The Meta Code (Updated Sporadically)

『Chapter ❶❷』

I spent the rest of the mourning looking for Esparonza. I first looked around the mansion, but when I didn't find her there I decided to look around the training field. It took me sometime to walk down to the field. Yet I finally got there.

I was amazed at the amount of new metas coming in. I counted at least a thousand metas training there. I decided to take a break, and watch the new metas.

One in particular caught my attention. He was about 6' 6" with jet black hair, a sleeve less cloak around him, and a black and white moon on his chest. What was more amazing was the weapons he was creating from thin air. The ones he made most was daggers. All the weapons were void of light in the center, yet were tipped with pure white light. When they hit the target, it'd leave a black burn mark, then when the void hit it began to implode around it.

Everyone would leave plenty of space around him. I wondered why. So me being me, I walked down to him. As soon as I stepped into the crowd everyone near me stepped away in fear, or respect. I smiled warmly at them. The tension kept rising as I made my way towards him.

When I was about ten yards away he noticed the lack of fighting. Then he noticed me, and he stopped training. He kept a steely eye contact with me as he stepped to the side.

I kept going until I was in front of him. I turned and looked at him. "I'm impressed by your power. I'm..."

He cut me off before I could finish. "I know who you are Hunter. The entire meta community does now. You are either very brave, or a fool to go against the creators."

"So you know my name, yet I don't know yours." I heard a incoming hovercraft. "I'm also not a fool."

"I go by Dark Moonblade." He pointed to a tattoo, that looked like a moon but shaped like a blade, on his arm.

The hovercraft landed only a few yards away. Stopping any further conversation until it was unloaded. On it were meta hunters, and a few metas that helped them. Once the craft left the conversation continued.

"Well Dark Moonblade, care to spar?"

"I don't think that would be wise."

"Why is that?" A few other metas looked at us. Lust for a fight in there eyes.

"Because you've just recovered from..."

"Don't say it's because of that!"

"No, not just that. I also don't fight unless all other options are gone. Also at this point I do not want to join a team." He turned his back, and started to walk away.

"Okay, but if you ever need a team let me know. Besides which why does everyone keep their distance from you?"

He turned to look at me. "People are always afraid of the mysterious, and powerful. I'm both." He went back to walking away. "I'll remember your offer."

•••

"Sir! You need to look at this!" The doctor's assistant called from over her shoulder.

The doctor looked over her shoulder. "Yes, what is it I'm looking at?"

The assistant gave him a dead serious look. "This is Z-25's genes."

The doctor looked at her, then back at the computer. "Your positive that these readings are correct?"

"99.9998% sir."

The doctor rubbed his beard. "Have you shown anyone else this?"

"No sir. why?"

"For safety reasons." He pulled out a knife, that glowed in the dim light from the computer. "I'm sorry Victoria."

No sound escaped that room, and only the doctor came out the door. Blood of a dead woman covered his floor like a sticky puddle.

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Esparonza climbed out of a vent she was hiding in. As she walked carefully around a darkened room she stepped in something wet. The smell of sweet blood filled her nose.

Her instincts made her crouch just in case a fight was about to happen. She walked to the computer, and opened a draw pulling out a USB drive.

"Bingo." She smiled grimly to herself.

A/N
So there's chapter 12. How are you liking the longer chapters? Why do you think he killed her? What do you think was on that computer?

What about Dark Moonblade? Is he friend or foe? Where's Esparonza?

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