Eight months later
The front door of the North wing tower was opened. At once, all five heads of people in the living room turned toward the opened door.
"Death!"
"Gila !"
Two young women immediately rushed toward two men who stood inside the lentil with wide grins on their faces. A second later, their bodies was embraced by each of the young woman.
"I'm so glad you're finally out from the training center," Viper whispered onto Deathstalker's chest.
"Yup.. so am I," Deathstalker replied, kissing her forehead.
The other two young men and a young woman approached them. All had happy faces as they were glad their teammates finally came back to them.
"So, what can you do, now ?" Fire asked while opening a soda can on his hand.
"Not much," Deathstalker said with a shrug. "Only this .."
He stretched his arm with a half opened palm toward Fire's direction. A split second later the can on Fire's hand was flying onto Deathstalker's palm.
"Cool !!" Bruno exclaimed while everyones else had mesmerized expression on their faces.
Deathstalker sipped the content of the soda. "Yucks.. Sarsaparilla," he said with squinted eyes. "I will buy you beer from now on until you're 21, Bro," he joked to his younger friend before gulping the rest of the soda while the other were laughing.
"And you.. what can you do, Tiger ?" Still in his embrace, Black Widow asked Gila.
Deathstalker threw the empty soda can to Gila. The young man pointed his index finger onto the flying can. He then sliced his finger onto the can. The empty soda can was sliced in two.
"Wow !" Black instantly distanced herself from=m his boyfriend.
"Relax, Sugar.. I have it fully controlled," Gila said then pulled his girlfriend back into his arm.
"Nice.. At least you don't need to bring weapons anymore," King uttered.
"Yeah.. and I can do this.." Gila said.
Gila went outside, followed by the other six. He walked toward a jeep that was brought them back to the castle. Gila put his one hand under it and just lifted the car that was more than 2 tons as easy as lifting a ball. Not only that, he literally thought that the jeep was a ball as he now spinning the jeep onto his index finger.
"WOOOOW !!" All the five young people were dropping their jaws in amazed.
Gila grinned. He then threw the car to the sky. Despite catching it, he left the area.
Everyone was expecting the car would be crashed into pieces on the ground. But to their surprised, the car slowly went down and landed on the ground gracefully.
Only after the car was back on the ground, they realized Deathstalker's arm was once again stretched to control the car's movement.
"You're awesome, Tiger !" Black praised Gila and kissed him. But then she released her kiss with a little pout. "I wonder.. can I still read your mind now.."
"Try it, Sugar," Gila said. He stared deep into Black's eyes. A second later the girl had blushed all over her cheeks.
"Ooh.. Tiger.. I don't know you can be that naughty..." she said then kissed him again. Gila wrapped his arm around the girl's waist and deepened their kisses.
The other five sighed and grumbled,
"Hey.. Hey.. Don't throw dog food all over !"
"Get a room, you two!!"
Gila and Black released their kisses and chuckled.
"Alright.. alright.. enough for the welcome back party," King said, "We have plenty mission to do."
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"We have update for the Locked-Door Homicides that has happened to this country this couple of weeks," A woman's voice was heard as her pretty face appeared on the monitor of mini television that stood steadily on the ground, in between two stones.
Without halting what was doing, Deathstalker curled up the corner of his lips hearing how his works were named. Locked-Door Homicides was kinda cheesy. But he didn't mind it.
"Al though they still can not figure out how those murders were possible to be executed, the national intelligence has announced that the homicides were done by the same person, or at least the same group," the woman continued.
"Their Intelligence bureau is not too intelligent to just figure it out now, isn't it ?" Viper said while crawling her self out from their tent. "I mean, they need five bodies for only to figured that out." She clicked her tongue. Deathstalker didn't respond to her anything.
"In the mean time, KSC has dug out into the victims and we are assure that despite they seem to be random victims, they are not so random after all. The victims were all new comers to our country. They all merely moved and lived here not more than two years. After some background checks, none of the victims has clear background history. It is like they were all came out from no where to this country. There is a suspicion that they all were some kind of secret agents from particular country"
"This woman is good," Deathstalker said, praising the reporter lady.
"You mean the TV station investigation team..," Viper corrected him.
Deathstalker smirked to hear a jealousy sipped into Viper's voice. "TV stations have no investigation team. She investigates it on her own. Don't you know that reporters are very knowledgable and they do investigation more diligently than most detectives," he explained to her, ignoring her jealousy.
Viper shrugged, trying to show that she didn't care. "Do you think they get the message ?" she asked, putting off the topic elsewhere.
"With this last bullet they should," Deathstalker said. "Most importantly, they must deliver the message to the right party," he continued.
His sight was focus on a bullet on his hand. On the back of the bullet was deeply carved a letter, M. With the other five bullets that had been put on the five victims, the message would be "FREE GM"
G.M, Gilen Martin was a minister of country F before being caught and convicted as secret agent of the enemy that had been snooped into country F. Well, Mr. Martin was a secret agent, but not for country F's enemy. He worked for the organization, ruling this so called romantic country by whispering into the Lady President's ear in their pillow talk session. It was merely because Mr. Martin was caught to have an affair with one of servants in the presidential suite that he was caught and accused to be secret agent of their enemy by the broken hearted president.
The Royal Knights' mission was to compel the government of Country F to free Mr. Martin. While Black Widow was using her ability to make a huge movement of people in country F, demanding Mr. Martin to be released, and Fire was busy playing with stock market to drop country F's economy, Gila and Deathstalker's jobs were to kill some secret agents of country F that were placed in other countries. For each country they only needed to kill six victims as the message was only in six letters.
The chaos Deathstalker did in this country was called Locked-Door not without a reason. All victims were found dead in closed rooms. For instances, his fifth victim was a forty years old man who was found dead sitting on his comfortable massage chair in front of his television. A bullet pierced his head from upfront. According to the angle of the bullet, the gun should be triggered approximately 60 degree from his head, which the bullet should hit the window that was not only closed but also locked from inside. While the window wasn't cracked even less broken, the only door to access the room was also locked from inside.
So, how did Deathstalker did it ? First, he did it inside an apartment across the man's apartment building. The apartment was on the second floor so he could see clearly the man when he sat on his massage chair beside the window.
Thus, when the man finally sat on the chair, watching a sport show while sipping his beer, Deathstalker pulled the trigger of his long gun. The bullet with 'G' letter on the back was flying straight to the aimed head of the man. When the bullet was about to reach the window, Deathstalker unlocked the window then opened it slightly remotely with his mind. Knowing the window was opened by itself, the man turned his head toward the window. It was that time the bullet pierced into his head, crashed his skull and went right into his brain. The window then closed and locked again by itself.
"Have some breakfast first, Babe," Viper said while lifting a spoonful of cereal in front of Deathstalker's mouth.
"This is not a vacation," Deathstalker said with a winced eyes. "What are you doing following me here? You know I am in a mission."
"I'm bored," Viper pouted. "I don't know why King doesn't put me and Bruno in this mission."
"Maybe to give you two time together. He has an eye for you, you know," Deathstalker said then chuckled to see the girl got even sulkier hearing his words. He eventually opened his mouth to receive the cereal.
"You both will be the last weapon if any of these doesn't work," Deathstalker said the reason, this time seriously."Now leave me alone. I need to do my job," he said before leaving Viper to his long gun that had already installed on its base
Deathstalker put the special bullet in then checked the gun setting to make sure it was all set according to his adjustment. This last job would definitely change the name Locked-Door that had given by the people of this country.
He and Viper was camping on the side of hill that facing a wide river. It was actually the widest river that the country had. The other side of the river, almost a mile away from him, was the capital of the country. His target was a thirty years old lady that would appear in any minute now.
There she was. Well, at least it was a bus that taking the lady that being seen by Deathstalker from the surveillance lens above his long gun. The bus just appeared from an intersection. It then went straight, slowing down as it was approaching a bus stop. The thirty years old lady, like always, was sitting in the middle of the bus, near the window. Her sight was thrown outside the window while her mid was thrown far beyond.
When the bus was finally stopped, Deathstalker counted until ten before he pulled the trigger. The bullet flied right away. It crossed the river with straight direction.
When it reached the other side of the river, it went through crossing the road, increased its height a little to avoid a car that crossing by.
The bullet went to the other side of the bus where the door was. the door was still opened to let the passengers in. The bullet made a sharp U-turn and went into the bus through the door.
"Auch !" A girl screamed, instantly reached her shoulder as a sharp pain was felt. Both her coat and sweater were suddenly ripped. Her shoulder was wounded without she knew why. Meanwhile, the caused of the wound was still flying through the narrow aisle in between seats inside the bus. It then once again made a sharp right turned before went straight through the back of the thirty years old lady's head.
"Aaaaaaaa!!!" a horror scream came out from a throat of a lady next to the now-death thirty years old lady as her face and body was fully covered with blood and brain pieces.