When I was young I was always the school bully. I started my own mob in 8th grade. I dropped out of high school, and started doing bank jobs. Cracking the codes to the vaults was simple, my intellect was always to superior. But like all stories go, I got caught and was sent to prison. I started a riot on my first month of my ten year sentence, and escaped. I got a new identity and set out on a mission. In prison there had been stories told of an organization.
It was said that this organization was a worldwide corporation that was in search of these children. Not just any children, the "Yoitowarui no hogo-sha"
or the guardians of good and evil in japanese. They were these kids that wore the signs of the Yin-Yang and were said to one day save the world from a terrible evil. What that evil is, no one really knows. So, my mission was to join this cooperation, and help find these kids. Of course, it's not only the money and power that intrigues me it is also the fun of the job.
When I was little, I found I love watching people in pain. I find it even more enjoyable when I cause the pain. Yes, people may call me psycho, but if you liked something wouldn't you continue doing it as well. I heard a door open and one of my informers hobbled into the room. He was short for his age and he was picked on. But, for his size he was flexible, a fighter, and smartest person I have ever meet. He handed me a report, I scanned the paper and motioned toward the chair. "Please, sit down." He sat and we began our discussion.
"So, what does a girls parent's being killed, a homeless boy going missing, and another boy falling out of a plane and into a river where of which, a body was never found have to do with the "Yoitowarui no hogo-sha". "Uhh...well sir." he said in a quiet, shy voice. "If you remember, it was said that they were all to be teens, and look, all three are teens that have gone off-grid. There is no sign of them anywhere." "If you're sure that this is possibly them, I want eyes on them and tabs on everywhere they go, whether they're together or not." "But, sir." He began. "No buts, just get tabs on them now. The sooner we find and catch them, the better!"
I turned away as I heard the door shut behind me. I looked out the window. He was right; he wouldn't come to me if he wasn't sure. He knows what will happen if he is wrong. He will go missing, like many others that were wrong. And like them, his body will be dumped on the side of the highway outside of the city. Sioux City, to be exact. I picked up a glass of 1974 wine, very rare. Turning to the open-faced window, the shadow of night just casting over the sunset.
I thought to myself, "Tonight is going to be a beautiful night."
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The Lost Elementals
AdventureWhen Kayla goes to school she sees her mother for the last time. And after being saved from some men in black by a boy named Tyler, she is on a mission to know what her purpose is and what it has to do with the tattoo on her shoulder. With the help...
