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Warsaw, Poland.
Drake is hastily preparing himself when he woke up very late in the morning.
"Shit, the time zone here in Europe is really sickening."
He has something to do right now, and time is fleeting as he quickly put on his socks, drank a bottle of water, and got out from the inn that he had rented to stay for a week.
He checked the time on his watch and cursed his luck. He then saw a taxi approaching and motioned for it to stop but the driver shook his head and went ahead. Drake understood that the taxi has other passengers inside it as he saw two people in it.
Drake once again cursed his bad luck non-stop. Fortunately, a few seconds have passed when an empty taxi came by and he hopped in.
Drake got out of the taxi after getting done with a trouble when he was paying for the fare. He spent a long time counting the money that he will pay since he hadn't studied much about their currency.
In front of him are several buildings. He needs to pass by some of these buildings before he reached his destination, a hospital.
Drake didn't know much about this place and the people, but he doesn't care, he will go back to his country after a few days anyways. Heck, he doesn't even know the places he had gone to since he forgot those, though he studied them on his Google Map.
Drake needs to go see a certain doctor in the name of Louis Heron. He is a phenomenal with a strange ability that makes his body fight any kinds of toxics and poisons and repel them after sometime. He can be almost immune to poisons to say the least.
The only thing that Drake was feeling thankful for is that the people can here can speak and understand English language, though their official language is Polish.
There are many people around him, plus, the sun is shining brightly which made Drake uncomfortable. Drake is hastily walking when he noticed three women ahead of him staring at him.
What made Drake flinch in disgust are their lustful eyes. When he was about to pass by them, one of the women caressed his chest and spoke some words which Drake can't understand. He just gazed at them coldly and hurriedly walked away. His angry face made him look more handsome that the women smiled at him lustfully.
'Whores.'
When he walked a certain distance, a street vendor who sells religious items grabbed his hand and spoke some words again that he can't comprehend. But Drake understood that the vendor is begging for his items to be bought by him. He just stared coldly again and went on his way.
Drake is now feeling annoyed by these.
'Seriously! Why can't I get some break?!'
He then reached the hospital and headed to the reception. His aim is to meet Doctor Louis Heron, but Drake will lie that he needs to buy some antiseptic medicine for his wound.
He intentionally wounded his left foot for this mission. After consulting about the pharmacy, he also asked if Doctor Louis is in the hospital, but the receptionist said that he went out several minutes ago for an important meeting. Doctor will be back who knows when.
Drake can only curse again and again for his tardiness. Seriously.
But then an idea suddenly appeared in his mind. Most doctors have their own offices, so Drake concluded that Louis has an office so he asked the receptionist.
The receptionist looked at him suspiciously but she gave answered him nevertheless. Drake then went to the second floor and looked for an office with a 'Doctor Louis Heron' sign on it. He found it and decided to enter inside to complete his task.
Drake didn't care about being seen by the CCTV cameras around since he'll leave Poland in few days. As long as he doesn't do something worse, he'll be okay.
Surprisingly, the door isn't locked as he entered inside and looked around. Drake needs to get his hands in something that will help them get Louis's DNA.
Drake looked in his desk and all around, but he couldn't even find anything, not even a single strand of hair.
His sight them landed on the trash bin.
"Perhaps I can find his saliva.'
He carefully rummaged through the trash when he found a wet tissue.
"A spit of saliva, tsk, finally."
He folded it and put the tissue on an empty container and went out.
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Florida, USA.
Micah needs to go to a certain bar this night to do something. Dressed in simple but attractive clothes, she felt satisfied and applied some makeup on her face and lipstick on her lips. She took one last look at her face then headed to the bar.
The bar's name is 'Martinez'. Micah looked around and saw some people outside it. She just ignored them and went inside.
She paid for a bottle of beer and looked around for her target- Raven White, a phenomenal with abnormally fast healing rate in terms of any types of wounds and sickness. Only a few people know of his body's ability. Probably he can be only person on Earth with the fastest regeneration ability and fastest healing rate.
This ability also gives him high tolerance to alcohol, so he is one kind of a drinker. Micah investigated him for a day and found out that he liked hanging out in this bar. He also made a reputation of himself for being a hot-headed guy who always got involved in fighting.
She spotted him with three other men around him. They are all seated around a table and they seems to be discussing something.
The bar was packed with people and there are people walking around. Striding towards Raven's group and utilizing the crowd to her advantage, Micah secretly poured an amount of beer that made Raven's shoulder wet.
Micah calmly got away and stopped by the corner to watch if her plan will work. But looking at the situation, her plan will surely not work, but it will surely give her a better chance.
Raven immediately stood up and glared at the man in front. The poor man didn't know what happened since Raven thought that this man was the one at fault for the earlier event.
Raven punched the guy but didn't expect the guy to return the favor as he kicked Raven in anger.
"What's wrong with you, Raven? Suddenly punching me? You think I'm an easy guy to you?"
Raven picked a bottle of beer from the table and attempted to smash it to the guy, but the guy dodged it and instead, Raven was the one with his head smashed by the guy. The bottle broke into pieces as Raven fell on his butt, trying to contain the pain he felt, unfortunately he blacked out as blood continues to drip from his head.
The bouncers came but it was too late. They held the man and forced him outside after beating him. The three men who are talking to Raven a while ago carried him outside to take him to a nearby clinic.
'What an opportunity.'
Micah then took out her handkerchief and wiped the floor to take some of Raven's blood.
'This will do.'
She then finished her beer and went out.