Pov 3 person
In a familiar home office sits the warehouse owner who has developed nightmares because of the last Kurumi and Neo visit . But now it doesn't matter to him as he with a happy expression on his face he holds in his lap a little girl who is a perfect copy of his wife .
The girl shared her father's happiness when she excitedly and joyfully told him about her day . However, this joy was interrupted when the girl's face suddenly turned pale after which she coughed .
This kind of cough should not come out of a child , hoarse and dry . It did not sound like the usual flu or cold apparently something is wrong . And her father knew it well when he immediately took out an inchalator from his pocket and gave it to his daughter who took the medicine immediately . Seeing that his daughter regained her breath and the medicine worked the warehouse owner breathed a sigh of relief .
" Go to bed now dear you will finish your story for me when I finish work and come to you . And if it's about your cat I promise to find her ."
Said the warehouse owner when his daughter with sadness and at the same time understanding went away leaving her father alone in the office .
" This was her last dose . I don't have money for the next one "
Says the man holding his head as he held in his other hand right in front of his face the empty container of medicine his daughter had just taken .
" It doesn't sound too good what's wrong with her ? "
Suddenly a familiar to him girlish voice came from the side . In response to the voice, the warehouse owner let go of the empty medicine container, which fell on the desk, while at the same time he quickly reached under the desk to pull out a gun, which he then aimed at the place from which he heard the voice.
Unfortunately the barrel was caught by a small hand . Then his wrist was hit causing him to lose his grip on the gun . Before the warehouse owner had time to do anything else his office chair was kicked causing the wheels of his chair to roll with him to the wall which he hit with an audible bang .
Looking at the place where he was before he saw the two faceless kids who were here last time. The only difference now was that behind them stood two other tall figures apparently both male one slim in a suit and the other visibly more muscular in jeans and jacket , just like the " Twins " their faces are also blurred .
The girl in the dress was standing where his chair used to be , she was holding the barrel of his gun while the " boy "was literally standing next to her with his leg stretched forward showing him who sent him into the wall . Before the warehouse owner had time to say anything he felt something appear from the wall behind him .
Pale, childlike hands emerged from the shadows behind him and suddenly grabbed him and his office chair, slamming him against the wall as one of the palms pressed into his mouth, taking away his right to speak. The worst part of it all was how strong those small hands were, the warehouse owner felt his arms and legs being almost crushed under those soft, cold fingers.
" We meet again."
Said the faceless girl, taking the magazine out of his gun, then elegantly disassembled the weapon into parts , she placed them on the desk. At this time, the faceless boy walks up to him and, covering his non-existent mouth, signals him to be quiet.
" Honey, what's going on? "
Asks the woman behind the door as the hand in his mouth is pulled out. Already knowing the rules of the game, the man, despite his anger and helplessness, can do nothing but play with the two children in front of him.
" It's nothing, honey, go back to the little bee, she had an attack ".
Says the warehouse owner completely as if a group of people with unknown intentions are not standing in front of him.
" Don't overwork yourself, your daughter is worried about you, and so am I. You've been walking around stressed lately, I know you're trying to get money, but you can't let it take away from your health."
Said the man's wife, then apparently she walked away. Looking ahead, the warehouse owner can see that all those fuzzy, blank faces are staring at him.
" You have a wonderful daughter, what is happening to her?"
Asks the faceless girl again with a concern in her voice that makes him feel like spitting in her direction, knowing that she doesn't care, she's probably just playing with his emotions.
" We don't know what's wrong with her, her lungs just aren't working properly."
Said the man, knowing that there was no option not to answer. At the time, he watched the twins sit down on the desk as the two men standing behind leaned against the wall. Hearing his words, the girl picked up the empty drug container next to her thigh, as if confirming his words, she looked at it.
" That's not why you are here, what do you want? "
Asks the warehouse owner fearlessly, because no matter what he does, he knows he has little chance of survival, and the only thing that matters now is his daughter and wife.
" Today is Friday . Have you contacted the burned woman about the dust yet ? "
Asks the faceless girl, to which the man can only tighten his lips. He was not at all surprised that she knew this, he had already guessed that he had been spied on during his last conversation with that burned woman .
" No, I already made money once for reporting a "theft "a second such large "theft" will raise further suspicion against me all the more so now that the city has not yet recovered from that terrorist attack two days ago ."
Said the man as the faceless girl jumped off the desk and approached him. If it weren't for the illusion covering the girl's face everyone could have seen her raise her eyebrows at the mention of "terrorist attack " but after a moment of confusion the girl returned to her task .
" In that case, I have a proposal that will get you out of this mess. Well, unless you want to risk getting caught by the police or refusing this woman who has probably already explained what will happen to you in such a situation . "
Said the girl, giving him something he had been missing for a long time, a possibility and options. But could he believe this sadistic faceless girl. She was an assassin or at least a mercenary and he didn't know what she came for , what her intentions are towards him it could be another snake in the grass that will corner him after helping her .
" Why should I trust you ?"
Asks the man looking at her eyeless face .
" You don't have to trust me , I give you a simple solution . By helping me you will get rid of your troubles . Everyone gains something".
The girl says, shrugging her shoulders . At that time, the body of the warehouse owner was released but nevertheless he remains in the same position on the chair.
"Why do you want to help me ? What do you gain from this ?"
Asks the man, knowing that nothing is free from people like her.
" I don't want to help you. You are simply part of the easiest way to my goal . However, I can see by your face that this does not convince you, eh ? "
" Well I don't care because I won't tell you anything else that's not how it works here . I'm giving you an offer and I want you to know one thing the enemy of my enemy is my friend ."
Said the girl when the man could swear that on that blank smeared face, there was a wrinkle similar to a smile . Continuing to look at that blank face of the girl the warehouse owner apparently thought hard when he suddenly lowered his head down .
" You will not kill me or hurt anyone in my family ? "
Asks the man ready to make a decision .
" They pay me for the people in the contract , you are not one of them and I do not work for free . So don't think about it "
" But if I had to kill you at the end I would not talk to you now because it's a waste of time. I would just force you to cooperate and believe me I would skin you alive if I had to . It's not that I didn't think of it ... soo decide hammer , anvil or possible freedom and peace ."
Says the amused girl making it clear that he is not on her payroll and at the same time, she is not against forcing him to this cooperation . The only reason for the situation now is that she doesn't want to force him , which is a bit laughable because quite clearly everyone in the office could understand that he has no choice .
" What do you need ?"
Asks the man at which the girl begins to slowly look around the office .
" We need information about all your warehouses and their construction plans .I will explain the rest later ".
Says the girl as the man take a deep breath after which the man gets up from his chair .
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In a warehouse or, more precisely, in a room intended as an office, sits a man who owns the place and in front of him stands a woman on either side of whom stand two men with guns hidden behind the belts of their pants . Through the windows above the owner of the warehouse and the windows behind him and to his right, moonlight is coming in, signaling the late evening hours.
To the left of the warehouse owner is a wall completely made of glass through which you can see from above an empty lighted warehouse with many high shelves full of boxes .
" I don't have time so just write out a bill of lading , police now like to check cargoes ."
" And one more thing, don't wait until the last minute to respond . Because of you I already had to start looking for an alternative. Time is a money even more so now that I have the opportunity for a large number of customers. "
Says the woman with a clear burn scar covering half of her face. Hearing the words of the woman in front of him, the warehouse owner only nods in confirmation after which he begins to write something on the display that appeared above his desk .
" Stay with him I will tell the rest to check the crates and then load them ."
Said a burnt woman in a suit getting up after which she walked towards one door in this office, after opening which it turned out that three other men were standing behind it . After closing the door of the office, the only sound inside was the breathing of two thugs, who looked at the warehouse owner , who continued to write something on a holographic keyboard.
After about five minutes of silence one of the thugs was about to start a conversation with his co-worker when suddenly the air behind them cracked like a mirror. The next second a deep cut appeared behind the knee of one of the thugs, causing him to fall to his knee, where with a short scream his throat was pierced with a knife, thus ending his life.
Synchronously with this, the other thug was hit with a powerful blow to the back of the head causing him to be knocked face down to the ground where a knee was placed on the back of his neck after which two large hands caught the head of the barely conscious thug .
Before the knocked down thug came to his senses his head was pulled back and his neck was bent with a snap in the knee contours . As blood dripped from the broken neck thug's nose, the office door opened with a bang showing the lone thug who had previously been with three other men outside the office door but was now left alone most likely with the task of guarding the door.
The lone thug's eyes reflected the image of Copper with a blurred face, holding the head of one of his fellow thugs, whose neck he had apparently broken.
Next to Copper was Neo, who, like Copper, had a blurred face as she pulled her knife from the throat of the other thug. Without worrying, she wiped the knife on the clothes of the dead thug beneath her when, invisibly to no one but herself, she smiled at the criminal in the doorway who was already standing with a gun pointed at them.
But unconcerned, Neo watched as something emerged from the shadowy ceiling above the man with monstrous speed and grabbed the thug by the head it pulled him upward, causing him to drop his gun. What caught the thugs was a girl .She was as if made of mere shadows when her red eye looked maliciously at the unsuspecting man beneath her .
When her shadowy, jet-black hair touched the top of his head, the thug had no chance to do anything. There was no screaming or shooting when the clone grabbed the man's head after with she immediately sank into the shadows dragging the thugs behind her towards the ceiling where a hord of pale childish hands engulfed the head of the thug who dropped his weapon out of sheer shock . In the eyes of everyone in the office it happened in less than a second .
There was no scream only a muffled groan as the hands tore the thug's face and throat . With sickening sounds of tearing flesh, the man's legs moved as if to show his still living condition. But fortunately for him some of the hands held sharp objects with which they began to stab his body allowing him to leave this world faster . Finally the headless body with the massacred chest and back fell with a thud to the ground on which a huge pool of blood had already appeared.
At the end of it all on the bloodied body of the thug fell a pile of flesh and white bones with a single eyeball showing that it was his head which had now become nothing more than minced meat . All this was watched by the owner of the warehouse who apparently was sickened by the sight and smell before him.
The door , the floor and even the wall were all stained with blood . The hands and clones had already disappeared into the shadows as if they had never been there , leaving behind the ghastly evidence of their presence in the form of bloody children's handprints on the ceiling .
"Damn "
Says cloaked under the illusion Copper apparently not knowing how to react to this, on the other hand on the face of Neo appeared disgust but after a moment a blush covered her cheeks as she smiled gently .
" Do you now believe that it will work " .
Says Kurumi's voice making the pale owner of the magazine got shivers feeling her presence behind him . Now he knew the possibilities of this walking nightmare .