Silver's POV
I walked down along with some stranger on the sidewalk as I head on to my job. I stopped at the other side of the pedestrian lane waiting for it turns white allowing people to cross the road. When it turned into one, Everyone started crossing. I ignored the strange figures I see until someone accidentally hit me and I fell to the ground.
"Ouch!" I exclaimed. I looked up and saw a worried woman looking down at me and lent her arms.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there. Are you okay?" She worriedly asks. Some people helped picked up my things and handed them over to me along with my stick and the dog leash.
"I'm fine thank you. I'll get going now, I'm getting late for work." I answered and continued walking. When it felt like she was already far enough, I looked at the watch I am holding. It was the latest model of rolez. I stuffed it down my pocket and continued walking to my job.
When I arrived at the apartment I am working at, I closed the door behind me and took off my shades and my coat and hung it on the coat rack, and sat on the couch. Moments later my colleague came with a cup of coffee and a plate of toast in his hands.
"You're late. Did something happen?" He asked. Yuan Riley Quier, my childhood friend, my brother, and my colleague. He's 2 years older than me and a genius, with an IQ of 220. But this genius side of his is something he doesn't show much and acted like an average person outside.
"Nothing happened, I hit the woman on the crossroad and got something," I replied and throw the watch at him. That woman didn't really hit me 'accidentally', I was the one who meant for it to happen. Thanks to my eyes, they think I am blind so they think I am innocent.
Silver Hans Quier.I was named after the color of my eyes. I was found as a baby on the doorstep of the Quier Orphan home. Yuan and I both grew up in the Quier orphanage and no one adopted us. When I was 18, we snook out of the orphan home and lived our lives in our home. No one adopted Yuan because he was strange as a kid. Back when we were kids, He dismembered every mechanical toy he sees and taking out parts of it for his so-called invention. I was the only one who admired him back then. As for me, they think I am blind for having silver eyes. No one likes raising a blind child and I never even wanted to be adopted anyways if it means I would be separated from Yuan. I rather they adopt us both. When I know why people the reason why they don't want to adopt us, I played along. When I am outside or when there plenty of people around, I acted that I was blind and I act normal when it was Yuan and me alone. It yuan who played with me since we were kids and he is almost like an actual brother to me. We left that orphan home when Yuan heard that There someone was going to take us both. At first, we were happy but when we heard that they were doctors, Yuan told me that we should leave immediately and hide. It's been ages since we left that orphan home and I wonder what happened after we left. Not that I care, I never even wanted to come back there.
My train of thoughts broke when Geo jumped on my lap. It was Yuan's pet Bombay cat. I caress its fur and heard it purred. Luckily, Geo and Tyson, my Siberian husky dog, are friends so they don't really fight.
I placed Geo aside and went to my desk to start working. You must be wondering what job we are working. I can't risk working freely since people think that I am blind and they might harass me or give me a smaller payment as a scam. I partly work as a music teacher at a university nearby my home. What I actually do is kill people. My brother and I are hired assassins. We started this small business and earned millions in a week. It wasn't easy but we manage to get people to notice us. The police don't know about us and if they do, they don't have any proof that shows we killed them. We either kill them in a distance or contact them. Unlike other assassins, we don't use 'normal' guns and knives. We design the weapons on our own. having a brother like Yuan is no big problem. But other than using our weapons we discover something else. By the time when Yuan was 20, he accidentally possessed one of his colleague's bodies while at work. And when he got back to his own body, his colleague collapsed and died on the spot. The police said that it was fatigue that he died and it wasn't his fault. He didn't mention the part where he possessed his body and left afterward. It happened multiple times and he didn't know what it was. Then later on he started studying his conditions and found out he had the ability to kill people through possessions.
Of course, I was the first one he told when he finally manages to understand how it works. And used his ability as a business. An assassination company. And not long after that My silver eyes started to take a step of their own ability. I can see strange figures in a person. It happened when I was waiting for the bus at the bus stop when the person who waited with me looked strange. His head was a toilet bowl. Seeing it was strange and curious, I followed him to his destination and saw that he work at a cafe and was in the cashier register. I walked in pretending to be a blind customer and stalled time by asking him what they have. While he kept on talking I observed him. His head was toilet bowl and his human body was fat. Inside the toilet bowl was a disgusting image of puked-out foods. I looked at his clothes and saw graffiti all over them. There, was written was insults of a fat body, and the loser was written on it. I cut him off by saying something.
"Dumbo," I murmured. I saw him stopped talking and looked at me and saw that he was sweating. Bingo.
"Don't you think dumbo is cute? I don't understand why people hated others for being different." I stated mindlessly. He sighed and replied.
"Oh yes, he is. He's adorable alright. I guess there are just some small-minded people that cannot accept people's differences." I noticed that his toilet bowl head was cracking and the water was somewhat... Boiling?
"Indeed. I guess we live in such a cruel world. Oh, I think I'll take one American and 2 slices of black forest cake, Thank you." I responded and walked to a near table with someone assisting him. I sat there in patience and pretended that I was just shaking my head when in fact I was looking around. Slowly, the normal-looking humans started to change form. Some were a man covered with leaves all over, some were shaped in their actual form but were made out of wood, and some were surrounded by floating lips that were talking. I was distracted when my order arrived. It was the toilet dude.
"Do you mind accompanying me while I eat? It's lonely to eat alone." I asked. He seemed hesitant and was about to refuse when his manner nodded and he sat across me.
"What's your name?" I asked, I just noticed that he's had a fit and fine body and that he looks anxious around me. I guess a startled him when I said dumbo earlier.
"Elliot. And you?" He replied.
"I'm Tyson. Nice to meet you." I replied. I didn't want him following or knowing anything about him until I confirm what I am seeing. A tension of silence was at us until I break it.
"A toilet. Puked-out foods. Graffiti on clothes. A chubby body. Do you have anything to do about it?" I asked. He looked at me scared and was fidgeting.
"What are you talking about? Who are you what do you want?" He replied anxiously. I didn't recognize this at first but notice that there are red splattered paints on his uniform as well.
"I-it was self-defense. T-that's all. I didn't mean t-to k-kill him. Hic." He suddenly said. That took me by surprise. Killed? Self-defense? I looked at his uniform again and notice that it wasn't red paint but blood. He killed someone. I looked at his head and blood was flowing down out it. I accidentally touched his hands and saw a memory.
A someone was puking in the toilet. He got outside of the cubicle and went to the sink to wash his hands. Just as when he was about to head out, a group of boys came in and started pushing him. Seems like he was bullied back then for being fat. This went on day after day until he had enough. One day, he went to school with a box cutter in his pocket. He was about to murder someone. He didn't notice it but the bully was behind him with his friends carrying a trash bin filled with trash and poured it all over him. H clenched his fist a punched one of them. But they were too many of them and he was just 1 so they teamed him up to bit him. Many eyes were looking but no one dared to help out of fear. When he had enough he took out his cutter cut one of the bully's throats. Blood was squirting out and everyone panicked. He didn't mind people running away, his mind was fixed on killing all of them. There were many of them but no one manages to stop and survive from him killing them all. Just as he killed the last one, he came back to his senses and was scared. He didn't know what to do so he ran away and flew to another country.
I let go of his hand and saw that he was weeping and sobbing.
"I had enough. He was getting on my nerves. I didn't want it to happen. It was their fault. I didn't do anything wrong." He said between his sobs. I held his hands and held them tight to comfort him.
"You went through a lot. But what you did wasn't right. You could have just tell your parents or reported them to the teacher and things wouldn't have gotten worse." I comforted him. His head was cracking and the graffiti and blood were fading. I am a guy but I can tell he's quite handsome. Guess he improves himself when he moved here. He was becoming normal again. He continued sobbing till his's manager came. I excused myself and left the cafe.
I didn't know what just happened so I head home and told Yuan all about it. He was surprised indeed and asked if he could study my case. I agreed and it took months till he figures out what it was. I had Homunculus eyes. I can see what people were thinking and what they felt. I didn't know what to say at that time and we used it in our business to see what people think and felt.