"That's what some coward would say," Kael mumbles with a sigh, slamming Alex's face into the cold concrete floor. He walks to a counter, his movements methodical and calm. "I'm not angry at you. I've lost the ability to feel anger and despise others." His voice is devoid of emotion, reflecting an unsettling calm. 'Anger... I've lost most emotions by now, at most I can feel hatred for a day so I can't do this any other day.'
Breathing heavily, Alex lifts his bleeding face. "P-please don't kill me," he gasps for air. "F-father won't work with you if you do. P-Please I-I won't do it anymore I-" he stutters, his eyes darting around before slowly reaching his hand under a car where tools are scattered.
"In truth, I'm scared for her..." Kael murmurs, clenching a wrench. "I... I didn't want her to suffer anymore." A single tear streams down his face, mixing with the blood on his cheek.
"I'm sorry," Alex says, swallowing his blood-filled saliva. "I-I can pay you," he stutters, grabbing a long flathead screwdriver. "I-I made a mista-"
Fixing his posture, Kael takes a deep breath. "I could care less if it were any other girl... Out of all the girls, you chose my sister. You abused her and took her purity," Kael says, turning around and walking towards Alex. "You're a disgusting animal." He holds his palm out to block the screwdriver letting it pierce his hand.
"H-How...?" Alex's eyes widen in disbelief. The attack was aimed at Kael's face, but without flinching or losing eye contact, Kael used his palm to block the fatal blow.
"Do you think I wouldn't punish myself?" Kael asks in a calm, low tone. He kicks Alex away before pulling out the screwdriver. Looking at the bloody tool and his palm, which is now leaking blood all over the floor, he mutters, "It's not enough... she must've suffered way more." Kael then stabs his thigh. "Not enough," he mutters, stabbing his other thigh. "Not enough." 'I'm sorry... I promised I would protect you.'
"Not enough."
"Not enough."
"Not enough."
"Y-you're i-insane!" Alex yells in fear and disbelief, watching Kael stab himself all over his body. "J-Just leave me alone!" He stutters, standing up and running.
POW!
"AAAHHH!" Alex yells, gasping for air as he looks down to see blood dripping from his chest. "H-how, y-your body..." his eyes tremble as he watches Kael casually walk towards him, his body bleeding profusely.
"Hmm... I can't give you a peaceful death," Kael mumbles, grabbing Alex's hand and twisting his fingers back. "I should do this thoroughly," he murmurs in a cold, low tone.
"AAAHHH! N-NO S-STOP IT! F-FATHER W-WILL-"
[Several bloody scenes later]
"Ugh..." Kael sighs, wiping the blood off his face. His eyes narrow as he senses someone outside. He opens the garage door and walks away from what used to be a body.
"DIE!"
"DIE!"
"DIE!"
"DIE!"
Kael's eyes widen. "S-Stop..." However, the person ignores him. "S-Stop it," yet no response. Running up to them, he yanks the crowbar away and pulls her aside. "S-STOP IT!" he yells as a tear streams down his face. "S-stop it... you can't be doing this," he says in a cracked voice. The girl before him stands with heavy breaths.
"It's her fault..." she mumbles, turning around to see the bloody dead on the driveway. "S-she said she was going to report you... I-I had no choice," she says, sobbing.
Kael turns to the body and then the crowbar. 'She had an adrenaline boost... my sister...' With a sigh, he sees a van approaching. "We'll talk about this later. Right now, you need some rest."
"B-But how are-" As she tries to speak, Kael hugs her, then swiftly renders her unconscious.
As the van parks, Kael sighs, closing his eyes while gently laying his sister down, making sure she's comfortable. 'Here it comes...'
"Shit," a husky voice says, sounding annoyed. "Oi, what the fuck is wrong with you?" A big man calls out, standing at 7'2" with a strong, fit body clad in a custom-tailored grey suit. His jawline stands out prominently. A bald man with black eyes and a large scar across his forehead grabs Kael by the collar and slams him against the wall. "Do you realize what you've done? You fucked up the project, Kael. I swear I will—"
"He raped my sister..." Kael mumbles as he's scolded.
The man blinks for a couple of seconds before letting Kael go with a heavy sigh. "Fuck," he groans, rubbing the back of his head. "Fuck!" he yells, punching a hole into a nearby tree.
"Hmhmhm, that's funny," a man walks out of the van with his hands in his pockets, black hair pushed back, with dark green eyes, and wearing a black coat and pants. He puffs out smoke, surveying the scene. "How dare he damage my product," he mumbles in a cold tone, kicking what's left of Alex. "Jim."
"The ones in charge of keeping an eye on her have been dealt with," the bald man states, putting his phone away. "This was a mistake on our part... I'm sorry, Kael."
"You promised... you promised to watch her, Mitch," Kael grits his teeth, glaring at the man in the coat.
"Oh-ho," Mitch grins, walking to Kael. "Look at that face. I thought that person died when you killed your parents. Hmhmhmhm," he smiles, looking Kael up and down. "Self-inflicted wounds. I do admit this was my fault, but don't get it twisted. Your parents sold her to me. She belongs to me."
With a heavy sigh, Kael clenches his fist. "Just one more year and she's free, right?"
"Hmhmhmhm, of course!" Mitch smiles, snapping his fingers. Another van approaches, and people exit to clean the area. "I'm a man of my word, but are you sure you don't want to continue working with me?" Without needing a signal, the three of them enter the van. Jim carefully places Kael's sister down.
"No," Kael mumbles, looking out the window.
"Hmm..." Mitch leans on his arm, looking at Kael. "That's quite harsh. I have the biggest and most dangerous underground empire, and you're just brushing it off." Taking a puff, the man smirks. "I got real lucky finding someone like you. Your mental calculations are unmatched, your understanding of economics beats the professionals I hired."
"You can say that again," Jim smiles. "Every time we ask you to deal with our finances, you get it done within an hour. Every professional that double-checks ends up dumbfounded. You're crazy good at analyzing and finding the perfect solutions."
"Speaking of that," Mitch exhales, putting his cigar down, "I need the mayor, but I need to punish him or he'll get cocky." Clicking his tongue, he takes a drink. "Honestly, I want to kill him. That product is high quality. Unfortunately, I need him a bit longer, so what's the plan?"
Kael sighs. "Just leak the pictures he has with the ladyboys. Ninety-three percent of his supporters are old white homophobic males. That will end his term. As soon as he finds out, he'll try selling his stocks. Before that, you should leak the seven companies he has stocks in. We have plenty of evidence of criminal activity to bankrupt them."