Chapter 24 - The Don and Unfortunate Gang 2 (2/2)
Intenzo pulled out a syringe containing a green liquid and he injected it to his boss.
”Hmm? What the hell is that thing? Oh, boy,” Hermes signaled his butler to slaughter them both before they could react. A sound of two slashed of meat echoed the street, the people who witnessed the execution turned disgusted at the scene, and the young Don who had been stood still smirk in their death. ”I planned to have a tea party with you guys and asked you some questions about the Priestess and who are you working with. But is already too late. Well, whatever. It is already done.”
The heads of the criminals had rolled down in the ground, the blood from the decapitated throat lay scattered at the place. The butler removed his gloves after he finished his job.
The sky turned red as the burning office and corpse of the remnants of the gang had been murdered by the village guards. Led by Sergeant Nicolo, he ordered his men, shoot to kill.
”How insightful. This is why I don't like to be a frontline. Next time, I'll hire some goons and let them clean this mess for me,” said the young Don, inadequately.
”Should I dispose of their body, my Don?” his butler asked.
He replied, ”Leave it be. Let the citizens of this village see their corpses like this. Some of them have sickened at their faces, criminal operations, and immorality.”
Hermes took a peek at the syringe before he broke it. He thought it was something like a potion to increase his health.
”As you wish, my Don.” Justin lowered his head with respect.
His face couldn't hide his joy. His plan went smoothly. The sergeant who he spared followed his scheme. Sparing his life was really worth it.
He had no idea how many members of the hostile gang had, so he decided to use the village guards instead. Since his servant killed all of their officers, no one shall stand on his puppet official this time. Letting the enemies started to shoot an official was outstanding. In accordance with their law, it was an act of treachery and declaration of war against the authority of this village.
”The law of this game is still the same as usual. People of these ages hate criminals like them.,” he mumbled. ”Our mission is complete. We must escape before the authorities arrive.”
Justin glared his sight at the citizens who were watching through their windows, ”Sir, should I kill the citizens who witness everything here?” Hermes shook his head, ”Let them live. They are innocent. Also, they won't do anything for us. You know why? Because we kill the parasite of their village.”
His butler simpered, looking pleased to his master, ”Oh, I see. Impressive, my Don.”
As the young Don and his butler walked away from the corpses, a small box had been tossed to their front. Hermes flinched when the box appeared on their sight. His butler noticed the powerful aura coming out from it, he quickly rushed on his front, and he f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y dragged his master out of its range. However, it was too late. The box exploded and a dark smoke engulfed their view.
”Don Hermes!” the last word came out from his mouth before the young Don had been swallowed by the dark shadow.
His upper body raised up and he found himself in the middle of a space dimension. He commented it was an endless dimension that no one could even dare to live. He stood up and fixed his attire. He pulled out his rifle, reloaded it and aimed at a random direction, looking for an enemy inside of it.
”Hermes Archnemesis, ” said the woman on a black cloak, who had a honeyed voice.
”Nope, it is not me,” Hermes pulled out his mask and placed it on his face to cover his identity.
”You can't hide the truth from me, Hermes Archnemesis. Third son of the Don Archnemesis. The sole survivor of the family when the Archnemesis-Corleon war initiated.” she stated, appealing.
”Oh, I see.” Hermes grinned. ”Are you working with that unfortunate gang? Or you're acting alone, milady?” She replied, ”I am not working with those people. To tell you the truth, I am working with somebody else.”
”Let me guess, the Verdugo family?” he asked, glaring. But her answer made him be confused. ”I won't let myself to be working with a middle class but arrogant family. However, I have a companion who is working as our spy.”
”So, what are you exactly?” he quizzed her. He aimed his gun at her. She simpered, looking pleased with his confidence, ”I don't want to reveal our true identity and I don't plan to betray our oath. But I will give you exactly what are we in the eyes of the public. We are the lost race of the world who were distrust, put into discretion and oppressed by society. We were the descendants of the people who were perished and eradicated by humankind.”
Hermes recalled the newspaper content recently. It stated that there was a secret organization in this world that he needed to eradicate too.
”A secret organization is the right answer, I think,” he said.
”Your answer is closer to it, but I cannot say that you're not wrong either,” she said.
”Let me ask you something, milady.” he stepped forward, keeping himself in a distance.
”You such a charming man, Mr. Archnemesis. Calling me, milady twice is making me blush,” she beamed.
Hermes who felt chilled in his spine and he flinched when she licked her lips, ”You have a terrifying grace, milady. May I ask you something?” She quickly responded, ”Yes, you may.”
”Do you know the lady in the blue cloak?” he asked. With his serious gaze, she answered, ”No.”
”A'right then, that was too fast. But you do have a piece of knowledge about her background, right?” he questioned. He believed she would know her however, she shook her head.
Hermes heaved a disappointing sigh.
”How disappointing. So,” his sight turned red as he raised up his rifle, aiming it at her head. ”Why did you bring me here? Stop bullshitting me, lady.”
Her neon sight made him flinch and her aura gave him a large pressure in his c.h.e.s.t. She pulled out her knives with a terrifying gaze.
”Hermes Archnemesis, I have come here to ―” she giggled and a sound of two objects collided in a second.
”― assassinate me.” Hermes finished her sentence after he dodged her knives. ”Take this!” He commenced his attack by firing his submachine gun at her place. Thanks to his character's skill of sensing danger, he escaped his death from that first assault.
She used her barrier, and she chirped, ”Futile, your attack is meaningless.”
”Let's see about that, lady.” He reloaded his gun and continued his assault. Bullets fell down in the dimensional ground and it disappeared like melted ice cream.
”Futile, futile, futile, futile,” she blocked his attack and she spoke, redundantly.
Hermes clicked his tongue when his attack didn't inflict any damages to his enemy.
”Son of a bitch. Just take damage already!” he reloaded.
With his nonstop shooting, the girl felt bored. She dashed to his side and begun her counterattack.
The young Don used his rifle to block her knives, duck his body from her kick, bent his body from her elbow and used his head to find her weakness, consecutively.
”You're good. Are you exercising every day? But you don't look like a man who'll do it anyway. I never thought you were called a wimpy kid. Rumors are wrong,” she praised. ”I guess, I have failed to watch you closely and study you by myself. There's a saying, you wouldn't know the person if you don't meet him in person. I mean, let me correct my word. You cannot see the truth if you don't fight him in person.”
”I'm flatter. But, the rumors are true eventually. Gaawg,” his body got hit by her fist, and the impact led him to fly away for two meters. He coughed blood, he tried to stand up but the damage was really imminent, so he stayed in his position for a few seconds to recover.
”Damn it, you're strong,” he argued, trying to stand up. He pressed his hand to cover his stomach.
”Oh, my. You're still alive.” she grinned. ”I haven't been serious this time. You're lucky that we are in this dimension. If not, you're already dead.”
He picked his rifle on the ground, he checked it if it was still fine and he aimed it at her face.
”I won't let myself be killed in this place. Underestimating me will be your wrong move. There's no one can defeat this character by yourself. Fate will disapprove, and there's nothing you can do but to pray for oneself.” said the young Don, reloading his gun readied to fire it once again.
”Nonsense.” she gave him a heavy splash from above but he blocked it. He maintained his position and he waited for her to step back before he gave her a hard kick through her stomach. His body fell down in the ground when he lost his balance.
”Ouch, I think I need to learn how to kick properly. My character is not yet ready for that moment.” He gradually stood up after the pain was gone. His eyes concentrated at his enemy. He said, ”Lady, you're three years early to defeat me. I don't know why are you holding back but I do realize you're scheming something from those eyes. I won't die. Not in this shit world, you are living. Not also in your hands either.,” he resumed his attack.
”Then, farewell.” she dashed to his side before he could react. A swish of her knife stuck directly to his heart. She simpered for a second but her expression perplexed when she noticed his terrifying gaze, ”Huh?” Her eyes opened wide when there's no blood coming out.
”Lady, your attack is futile. I'm wearing an armored vest,” he sacrificed his rifle and he went to her back. He grabbed her shoulders and he f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y did what all the men would do in the wrestling match ― German suplex.
The girl who was surprised got her head hit the spacial ground. The impact echoed the place and she got hurt severely.
Hermes quickly grabbed something from her body, he used his weight to pin her down, he pulled out the knife after he stole it, and he quickly pressed the weapon at her throat.
”Oh, my. I didn't expect this to happen. You surprised me, Hermes. So, this is the end for me. It's been an honor to be killed by someone like you. Kill me,” she asked, seriously.
”Why should I?” Hermes objected.
”Kill me, please,” she begged. ”This is a one time opportunity for me. Kill me!”
Hermes sensed something was wrong with this woman. She was stronger than him but she deliberately let him touch her. Her reaction and strange behavior made him feel disgusted.
”Hey, lady. What the hell was wrong with you? You smell so nice and I can see through your lips that you are a beautiful woman. But I didn't know you are this kind of indecent person. I have no plan to kill someone like you.” he stated. ”You're frightening me already.”
The girl fl.u.s.tered and she insisted, ”Kill me, oh, Hermes.”
Hermes didn't even grasp her shoulders tightly. She's breathing heavily as their bodies collided with each other.
”Oi, stop it already. You're getting in my nerves.,” he said. ”I don't know what's wrong with you but you should stop moving already. My brain is telling me to get away from you, but my body tells me not to do it because you're going to kill me.”
”I'm your enemy. According to the mediocre law of mafia, an assassin who has failed her mission shall be deemed to die by the hands of her target. It is the only honor he or she could get in order to redeem herself. Now, kill me!” she insisted once again.
Hermes who was annoyed slapped her face, ”Shut up, lady. Human lives are the most sophisticated gift of God.”
”God doesn't exist!” she said.
”Stupid, atheist. He exists. There are a scientific explanation and theological reason for his existence. But to such degree, there are some fools who are proclaiming themselves as one. But he really exists. Only fools would deny his existence. But, let's change the subject already. God damn it, stop resisting already!” he slapped her face once again.
”Ouch, stop hurting me!” she caterwauled. ”That's against the women's right. Just kill me!”
”Shut the f.u.c.k up, I don't care about women's right or mafia rights. We do know that all of these laws are in favor of your gender.” His hand grabbed her arms to stop her. ”Now, let's find out what's hidden behind that hood.”
She started to breathe heavily as his hand slowly came closer to her hood, 'You filthy man, you stole my first kiss and now this. Is the rumors are true that you really changed? Oooh, my. His sweat tastes good'. Her thoughts. There was nothing she could do but she must use her trump card. However, someone intervened and he cast a spell, ”[Monstrous Activus].”
From that magic, a huge monster had appeared from the shadow in front of the young Don. It depicted a humanly large, tall and having a disproportionately large head, abundant hair, unusually colored skin, a voracious appetite, and a strong body.
”A-A-An ogre. But that's impossible,” Hermes shivered. ”They shouldn't exist in this world.”
The ogre picked the young Don's rifle and it used a magic spell to change it into the finest sword.
She clicked her tongue and she demanded, ”Don't kill this man. He's mine!”
The ogre stepped forward and raised its sword. It smoothly sliced the young Don's head in a blink of an eye.
A man in his black cloak appeared, it was Seraph who was part of this scheme. He who had been watching from afar looked at his watch after the death of the young Archnemesis.
”What a wonderful scene. Now, the objective is complete.” he grinned.
On the fourth of January, 1811 A.D., It was exactly 9:58 in the evening. The last heir of the Archnemesis crime family had been slaughtered by a mystical beast. It seemed the assassins who were ordered to kill pleased to his corpse.
So, it seemed.
That time, this villain rose up from the endless dimensional ground and he turned the world under his palm ― by accident.