"I thought I made it clear that you were eating to be discreet!" Director Wallen shouted, slamming his hands down on his desk while standing up. The man he was yelling at was dressed in a fancy, all black suit.
The man had instinctively taken a step back when Director Wallen had slammed his hands down.
"Pardon me sir, I do believe we had been as discreet as possible." The man said, bowing in apology.
"I don't pay you to think, I pay you for results.Now if you want the rest of your payment fix your mistake." Wallen said, waving a stack of cash in front of the man.
"We will fix this sir, I have no doubt that the targets had prior knowledge or were tipped off in adavnce." The man said.
"Or option three all of you driving in a row with the company SUVs had alerted them to your arrival." Wallen said, making his condescending tone very apparent inhis words.
"That is a valid option too sir, although we still don't know how they had escaped from the mansion without being seen. However the destruction they caused won't go unnoticed by the public." The man said, scratching his neck.
"Whatever, bring 'him' in and have him fix the mess your team made." Wallen said, walking over to his desk.
"But sir, we can't trust him, we had to excommunicate him due to his uncontrollable eratic and violent tendencies!" The man said, almost shouting due to his concer about the Directors decision.
"I also don't pay you to think, just do it and make sure this is resolved within the time frame, your dismissed. " Wallen said, sitting down in his chair and waving for the man to leave.
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"Well uncle, I guess that this will have to do until we can get another door to actually replace the broken one." Melvin said, wiping the sawdust off of his hands onto his jeans.
"Well nephew, I'd be out there to admire your craftsmanship but the sun has risen and we both know it wouldn't be good for me to be out there right now." Grimm said, standing inside the house.
"Okay then, how about you get some rest then and I'll clean up and wait for you to wake up and then we can resume my training." Melvin said, opening the door to make sure it was at least functional.
"That is an excellent idea nephew, I'll do just that." Grimm said, heading off to his room which was now modified to fit his 'condition' thanks to Brian.
"Ahh, now I can have a little me time, so where should I start?" Melvin asked, looking around the room for something he could do to pass the time.
His eyes fell on a painting of his Dad in the living room and he noticed it was slightly shifted. Melvin's quriosity had gotten the better of him and so he removed the painting from the wall. What was behind the painting was a keypad.
"Well, what do we have here, aren't you a bit peculiar." Melvin said, scratching his chin while looking at the keypad. 'I wonder what this is even to,' Melvin thought while looking around ths room.
"Meh, I guess a few tries won't hurt." Melvin said, pressing random numbers in any sequence he thought was of any significance.
Finally though after countless tries that had all ended in failure, he had succeeded. Behind Melvin a loud *click* could be heard and part of the wall moved out like a door. 'Well, that was unexpected, the combination is my birth date,' he thought.
"Curious, very curious. Well no time like the present to go and find out What's hidden in here." Melvin said, walking through the newly discovered doorway.
Looking around, he could easily identify all of his surroundings even in this poorly lit walk way not very far from the entrance was a spiraling staircase.
Taking small strides forward Melvin was being very cautious and scanning his eyes over everything to make sure he didn't miss a single thing each step was more agonizing than the last.
Far sooner than he had expected the stair case came to an abrupt end, and a short distance away from the end was another door. Pushing the door open a set of lights running in two rows lit up the room quite a few meters into the distance.
"Welcome." Said a disembodied voice.
"Uh, hi." Melvin replied, looking around for any sign of another living creature.
"Please do not be alarmed, I am another keeper of the house, however my role was to take care of this room until you had found it, Master Melvin." said the voice.
"Okay then, may I ask what your name is?" Melvin asked, now trying to at least find a monitor to chat face to face, er screen.
"Well I wasn't given a name just a role, and that was to pass on all of the items your father had entrusted to me for safe keeping until you were able to use them." The voice said.
"Well then, I'll call you Willie, now what exactly did my father entrust to you for safe keeping?" Melvin asked, intrigued that he had never known about any of this.
"Your father left quite a bit, but the one thing he kept particularly safe guarded was a set of armor." Willie said.
A wall slid open revealing a deep crimson colored armor with clawed gauntlets and boots, with a helmet with dragon horns. The chestplate had a face on it that was a cross between a dragon and demon. Melvin slowly creeped towards the armor with an eerie feeling creeping down his spine.
"What kind of armor is this?" Melvin asked, hoping Willie had some insight on this particular piece.
"This armor was made with one purpose, to help you destroy all enemies in your way because it was crafted especially for you." Willie said
"That's nice and all but what else is in here?" Melvin asked, looking around the gigantic room.
"Well he did leave a basic looking chest piece, it's not to special." Willie said.
"What can it do then?" Melvin asked, looking for the chest piece in question.
"Well it can increase the durability of its wearer for a short period of time, what do you plan on doing with it?" Willie asked.
"I have a person in mind that's this piece is perfect for." Melvin said, grinning at the thought of who he was going to gift it to.