"An illiusion, I see"
"What"
Snap
Lucious snapped his fingers, and they were once again back to the prison cell, Oliver no more levitating but standing with a flustered look. All of the blood gone, no more red painted walls or the 5cm standing dark viscous liquid on the floor.
Snap
Another snap and Oliver was brought to his keens. The tremendous pressure back once again, alas with a greater force, all of his strength gone with him now kneeling on the metal coated silver floor, He could hear his bones cracking under the pressure.
"Just.... Who..... the hell are... you"
Oliver said, struggling to breath. He could not believe what just happened, for someone to destroy his illusion with just a snap,.....his illusion that he and many others believes was one of the strongest and hardest to come out from.....just .... How.
"Mr.Oliver , who was the person fighting beside you with squad 2"
"..... After all.... Your illusions are weak, ...you in general are weak, you cannot hope to stand agnaist squad 2 ...i even doubt if you could stand your ground agnaist those academic student."
Lucious wispered, even if his voice was devoid of any emotions it still angered Oliver,.....for him to be compared to mere acedamic students.
Lucious was moving slowly towards Oliver staring at his futile struggles to break free from his grasp.
"Please answer... Mr Oliver"
Oliver did not reply, how could he, it was getting harder for him to breath by the second.The pressure on him was just continues to increase.
"Mr.Oliver, it would be better if you comply with my questions... or you might face some problems
"Tell me, who fighting beside you... The media may cover things up but you know that some people do have their methods of obtaing information, right"
Oliver could only stare at the black figure as he felt the pressure on his face reduce, but alas the rest of his body was still screaming in pain.
"Mr.Oliver..... Tell me, who was fighting with the squad 2 captain.....
It cannot be someone normal, after all she has a ....rather unique ablility..... "
This time the voice soundee to Oliver like those words were spoken directly in his ears. But he just knew that the one who spoke those words was crouching next to him, staring at him with his blood red eye.
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Sant Crussia Prison, Half an hour later.
Two members of C.C.D Squad 7 reached Sant Crussia prison after receiving the information about a intruder appearing, one of them was wearing a Formal white suite, the other was wearing a deep blue trenchcoat paired with a maticing jeans.
The looked at the main door which had a circular entraced cut into it. They gave each other an understanding gaze and entered the prison, not after long they were greeted with a gruesome scene.
"What the hell happened here"
Charles spoke, staring at the completely crushed puddle of guts and bones which used to be wardens body not long ago.
'For someone to be reduced to this state, just what could have happened here.' They both thought in unison.
"Charles, go and check the cells, check if any of the cells have been breached....I have a feeling that ...Oliver may have escaped.....I knew they should've executed him on the scene, just what did they wanted to interrogate that guy for."
The 6 feet tall man , in white suite spoke.
Chales wake up from his daze and quickly walked to the next corridoor leaving Dorian, Captain of squad 7 alone in the dark corridoor.
Dorian crouched down to get a closer look on the body... or what was left of it. Tilting his head, he got a closer look at the splattered organs and intestines.
"All the bones have been crushed in a single impact, it looks like someone threw a mountain of the guy... "
"Just what kind of power one must have to do something like this"
Dorian muttered, his blone, shoulder length straight hairs were giving a shade to his brown eyes but one could still see the hint of annoyance in his eyes.
He was dispatched to check this prison just because he happened to be closer to the location, but why was he being forced to work on his day off, today was his date, if not for this damn intruder who unexpectedly he would not have to come from middle of a nice sweet late night romantic dinner with his new girlfriend, he could've got lucky if everything went well, she had even said that she would stay at his place for the night.
But now all of his plans were foiled, he checked the time on his phone only to see if was already 11:30, she would probably be already sleeping by now.
"Captain, please see this"
Charles's voice echoed in the vacant corridoor.
Dorian stood up and after giving one last look to the corpse puddle he walked to Charles,
And just as he entered the cell, which like the main door had a circular cut out in its entrance, he was greeted with a sight that could've made anyone with less experience than him puke instantly, which in fact Charles was currently doing in a corner.
The walls of the cell were covered with blood spots, there were splashes of blood even on the ceiling, body organs were scattered all over the room.
There were eyeballs, fingers, nails all were scattered all over the place. The biggest organ he could spot was a hand, which seemed to torn off whole from the shoulder.
" "
Sound of Charles Vomiting echoed in the room,
"It looks as if.... "
"Someone was trying to seperate do an postmortem without any medical practice."
Charles who has just finished vomiting completed his sentence
"As if Lutkins was being tourchered , and then....killed"Dorian dissmissed Charles part of the sentence.
"Charles, go check if there is anything in the cctv footage"
Dorian asked, turning his gaze away from the gruesome scene.
"I already did that, and guess what I found,....a deady body or should I say .....a dead body paste of the guard that called us"
Chales replied.
"But I did find something, "
Charles tossed a blood covered smart phone at Dorian who instictly caught it. Ruining his white formal suite which he had wore for his date.
"Ha ha ha "
Charles brust out laughing, his captain sure was clumsy. However his laugh was intruppted by a burning sensation at his legs, and as soon as he looked at his jeans, he could see them buring in golden flames, slowly turning to ashes.
" No no no no no, sorry sorry sorry, sorry captain, there are new " Charles screamed jumping like a lunatic.
The flamed died down leaving Charles with now knee length jeans, the rest have been burned, but surprisingly there was not any sort of burn mark on his exposed skin even after being exposed to those golden flames for like 10 seconds.
"Don't you ever try any of your stupid prank on me"
Charles turned to the voice only to look at a furious Dorian looking at him, with eyes which wanted to murder him for ruining his favorite suite.
"Captain, check the last voice mail that guy was trying to send us" Charles spoke as if nothing just happened and he was not wearing a treanchcoat with burned jeans.
Dorian took out a handkercheif from his pocket and wiped the blood from the mobile screen, he then presses the power button and opened the voice mail....
"Please... Please help me.... That guy..... That guy... he Killed him,.... Lutkins..... He killed him... He... ... he will probably kill me too... He is comming this way..... His eye..... His eye .... "
The sound of door opening and Justin's body exploding resonded followed by sound of someone, typing pressing keys on the keyboard"
"The intruder probably deleted all the cctv footage..... "
Dorian muttered, thinks about the audio mail just now. For the guard to be so scared that he was not even able to spoke, just what happened here.
"Now this, is complicating..... " Dorian spoke to himself,
"But we at least know one thing now" Charles, butted in, crashing his train of thoughts.
"What" Dorian asked, annoyed.
"There was only one guy who did all this"