Lucifer opened the door. Strong rays of light struck his face and the dark passage he was on. Behind the door was a big office. The ceiling of the office contained 4 LED bulbs, each shining brightly.
The walls of the room were full of hung certificates and medals. An old man was sitting on a chair, facing him. The place was like an interviewing office.
The old man said, "Come in, Lucifer."
Lucifer entered the room and sat on a chair. The old man took out some papers from his drawer. They handed those papers along with a pen to Lucifer.
Lucifer asked, "What is this, sir?"
"This is the theory test paper of yours."
"And, what about the physical test?"
"You shall not worry about that. Even if you fail the physical test, as long as your theory paper gives you 50, you will pass."
"So, you mean, my physical exam doesn't matter."
"No, it does matter. But it's not something you should be worrying about. You should just chill out. Your current focus should be the theory exam."
"Okay, sir."
Lucifer took the theory exam paper and started writing. After half an hour, he finished it.
The old man asked, "Are you sure you've completed it? Don't blame me later if your marks are deducted upon even the smallest mistake."
"This exam is way too easy. There is nothing wrong."
"If you say so." The old man began skimming the paper. In about 5 minutes he finished reading. He tore the paper and threw it in the dustbin.
"Wait, what about my marks? Why did you tear my paper?"
"Because I'm giving you the marks. You get 50 out of 50. Your theory knowledge is the best. Now, for the practical exam, you have two options. Either, take the actual practical exam tomorrow. Or, win against me in a match of arm wrestling."
Lucifer got in the position of arm wrestling. He said, "C'mon, let's play."
"Don't regret it later."
"I won't. 'Cause I'm gonna win it."
Mike grabbed Lucifer's palm with his palm. Mike said, "3. 2.. 1... Begin."
In an instant, Lucifer stood up and pushed Mike's palm downwards. The chair fell. Mike wasn't breaking a sweat. He was reading some files.
After some minutes, when Lucifer's forearms, arms and even chest were sore, Mike took no hesitation in slamming his arm down in less than a second.
Mike said, "So, what were you talking about?"
Lucifer trembled and he fell on the floor on his ass. He looked at both of his palms. As his palms trembled horribly, he could not help but get stunned by the power difference of his and Mike's.
His right palm bones were fractured. More than half of his right arm muscles were torn. His right arm reddened to the extent that his skin was no longer the same colour as before. It seemed as if the skin wasn't there.
He wanted to scream in pain, but the pain was so much that he couldn't make even the slightest sound. Mike said, "Sorry, I overdid it. I didn't expect you to be so weak. I didn't even use the slightest of my full power, and this happened.
Maybe, you're just too weak to be an Interpol agent. I mean, shattered bones were fine. But, torn muscles. Sigh."
Such words from Mike might sound like a bluff to a random person. But, it was believable. He was the strongest commander and had the power to fight on equal terms against Marcus, the chief of army staff.
Lucifer didn't utter a word. He just ran out of the office. He opened the door in front of the control room door. It was the same basement where the master was telling all this to Charles.
He ran towards the other door in the room and opened it as soon as his hands reached the door knob. He went to the track and ran towards the exit. He got out of the hill.
As soon as he was out, the temperature increased drastically. Inside, it was a warm and relaxing temperature of about 20° Celsius. Outside, it was less than -20° Celsius.
He stopped on the track for a while. He heard a sound calling him. He went there. After some minutes, he was completely lost in the middle of snowy mountains.
Piercing cold blizzard blew at the area where he was. He didn't feel any of the coldness. He just knelt down and got lost in thoughts. He didn't feel anything at this point.
Then, a hand patted his back from behind. A man wearing baggy set of hoodie and trousers stood behind him. The man's face was covered with the hood. The man said, "Such a pity."
Lucifer punched the man. The man's image faded and now, the man was standing a few meters behind him. He ran towards the man and before he could punch the man, the man grabbed his neck from behind.
The image of the man in front of him faded the man was now just behind him. The man slammed him down. The man said, "Such a poor soul. I almost cried after knowing what they planned to do against you."
"Who the fuck are you?!"
"That is not your concern. I'm just here to make you join my group."
"And do you think I'll agree with that?"
"Before you deny my offer, I'll tell you something that might interest you."
The man whispered something in Lucifer's ear. Lucifer said, "Why should I believe you? What proof do you have?"
The man whispered the answer in Lucifer's ear. Lucifer's pain suddenly returned. He was feeling nothing till now but now, he screamed, "AHHH!!"
The man said, "So, what do you think? I'll even heal you, if you agree that is. If you don't, you'll be killed by me."
Lucifer hesitated for about a minute but agreed. He said, "What do we have to do now?"
"We'll destroy this place and go towards our base. Starting off with killing that guy."
The man pointed towards a mountain. The man's image faded and now, he was behind a person spying them. He cut that spy's throat and buried him deep under the snow.
Of course after destroying the recorder that person was using, which was attached to his button. That was of no use since the recording was sent live to the control room.
To be Continued...