It was just after Marx finished the guns that he heard a knock. He knew exactly who it was and he walked slowly and opened the door lazily. Dan was standing there wearing as usual.
Dan sniffed in and out and looked at Marx curiously.
"I smell gun powder. What did you do?" He asked as he pushed Marx away and walked inside. He stood at the table and looked at the two pistols.
He had an even more curious look. He grinned as he saw the magazines and the two pistols. They had a greyish colour that mare them appear almost non functional. They could even be mistaken for toys.
He picked one pistol and he raised a brow with curiosity. He could tell that it was slightly heavier than his. They were also very different from the other pistols. He could already tell that it was self made.
He looked at Marx and his grin grew even wider. The kid was a genius. These pistols could not be found anywhere and also the design was not seen before. It was just an original masterpiece.
He rotated it in his finger as usual and he could not miss the smoothness of the gun. Just how had the kid managed to get the right texture? It was even impossible for companies to make such texture.
He could tell that Marx had just finished making the guns and he could see that there was no wasted material or even any instrument used in crafting. Everyday, he got to learn something mysterious about the kid.
Even if he was after him, he needed to know as much as possible about the kid. He raised the gun and pointed at a wall and aimed. He could not help but appreciate the kids efforts.
He was now going to bring his guns for maintenance to this kid. He took one magazine and removed a bullet from it and once again he was awed. They were not just powerful but he could already tell that the speed of these bullets was going to be unmatched.
Marx sat at the coach and he crossed his legs. Dan then sat on the opposite coach.
"I really appreciate your efforts kid. I am certain that this was your first time but you still managed to make this masterpiece. I bet there is more for me to see in the future.
"I don't want to be peeky. I will get back to business. As you know, I have been after the organization for long. I have marked their territories and their activities. Today is also a day where there are transactions going on. For today's raid, it will not be as easy.
"The reason why no one dares to go after the mafia organization is because they too have their elites. The ten we fought last are probably elites in training. These elites are strong as many assassins and even some are stronger than assassins.
" I don't mean to scare you but only two of us might not be able to take them down. These elites are the ones who protect the top leaders of the Mafia organization. Every elite has at least 100 under his rule.
"There are usually at least 10 elites. You can see the number of assassins required. At least 500 are required to take down just one leader. This is why they have run rampant. Even the local security has too given up.
" At least the academies are sometimes sent to train there but their impact is usually minimal. My brother and I were top and OP. We took out around fifty elites plus what is around 5000 of their men. Ten leaders died by our hands but my brother faced his demise from them.
"I am not sure if you are ready to risk and fight alongside me against the 1000 men. If you make mistakes, you are going to die. But I have faith that we are going to cause more chaos and then take the organization down. Are you willing?" Dan asked. His look was serious.
Marx listened intently. There were changes from what Dan said. Even more to that,he mentioned his brother. Then there was the matter of the elites. It was obvious that the elites were not as OP as Dan had said.
The reason they were was probably because of their men. Fighting a tired opponent was easy. They also usually had learnt about the opponent moves before they fought. This meant they had enough time to prepare.
It was not even possible for many assassins to fight the 100 men. The fact that Dan and his brother killed 5000 men before his brother was killed was even a testimony of their strength. But Marx wanted to cause an even larger stir.
Before he joined one academy, he was going to have improved his strength and skills. Even his battle awareness was going to have a rise. Just thinking of this made his blood boil in excitement. Nothing was more fun than taking down bad guys.
"I feel my blood boiing. It sounds like it is going to be more fun than we had yesterday. Taking down 1000 sounds like a dream come true for me. If you are planning on backing off, you can just take me there and leave then to me."
If one heard Marx's words, they would think that he was talking about killing chicken. Dan felt a shiver. This was no kid but a masochist. Only one could think this way. Well, was he not one? He too enjoyed taking down the bad guys.
"Alright kid. I see you are just as excited as I was the first time. Nowadays, its no longer exciting," Dan said with a long face.
" It is not that it is no longer exciting, it is just that it is not exciting yet because your excitement was not only from you but also from your brother.
"I bet that you are getting excited that is why you did not bother calling me but have to come her by yourself. That feeling is budding once again inside your heart. I promise you that this time, it is going to be a success. I plan on going all out to take down the Mafia organization," Marx said with a serious face.
Dan did not feel any doubt. The kid just saw through him. The only person who could see through his actions was his brother. But now there was a kid who had the spirit of his brother. He smiled and leaned on the coach as he reminisced about the past.
***
It was a familiar scenery. The bamboos and the two with hats. The falling rain and the two standing still as though they could not feel the rain. The long sword stretching backwards and the two pistols dangling on both sides of the waist.
"What brings you here? I thought that you had dessered us? Did you not take him away with you? What brings you here? And where is he?"
"Promise that you won't freak out. I am going to need your help."
" What did you do to him? If anything happens to him, I will have to kill you even if we are brothers."
" Something happened. I was too late. I made a mistake."
" What are you talking about?"
" Two weeks ago he was kidnapped. I did not learn about it until two days ago after stressful days of looking for him."
" What?! Do you want me to kill you as you stand?"
" Why not punish me after you help save him?"
" I am not getting involved. Leave and do it your own way."
" It was them."
" What do you mean?"
" It was their doing. They have been after us since. You know he was not involved in any way. It was us who did it."
" It is your responsibility. I warned you not to bring him with you. I told you to stay here but you were hard headed. Now solve it by yourself."
" I think I made a mistake coming to you. I should have just gone alone and fought them alone. My life is not as important but he is very important to us. I see that you still are not going to move on and will still keep hiding in the bamboos." The guy with the pistols said.
The guy with the sword held the sword tightly and grit his teeth. It was true what his brother had said. He was still shackled by their past.
" Just leave me alone. I am going to keep calm here," the guy with the sword said.
" I see. You are just a coward. Afraid. How are you going to get your revenge if you just keep cutting bamboos here. Don't you want to dye your sword with blood like the old days? Don't you want to feel it again? I came here because I know that that is what you want. I know that you have been waiting for me to come get you. Don't you want to come with me and see through the end of our oppressors now that I am here?
"Come on! Draw your sword out again and become the Assassin Dan again. Dan the sword. Doesn't that make your blood boil? Come on! You know exactly what you should be doing now. Don't you. And you also know that I did not make this trip for nothing. It is our duty to wipe them out.
"Open that door you have been closing and face it. It is our dream come true on the other side," the guy with the pistols said. The guy with the sword turned his neck almost snapping it. His hat made way and his pale green eyes shone with a white light.
The light seemed to cut the water droplets into halves.
"Fine! Lets go! You are right! I will never get my revenge if I keep on slashing bamboo. I need my sword coated with blood. As for him, we must make sure to save him. It is our long life promise. Ain't it?"
" I knew that I did not make a mistake coming to you. You are twice or ten times ad angry as I am. Don't forget that you must punish me for my carelessnes."