He had this look in his eyes that made people wonder how many has he killed...
When he's questioned he would slightly grin and say "Don't worry you're not the first" In an oddly calm voice, proving he has killed - countless
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"Harvey Slade... I WILL THROW YOU OFF THAT FUCKING WINDOW THE NEXT TIME YOU DO THAT!" yelled a rather young looking man for his age the classic black, curtain banged hair, sparsely covering his dark brown eyes. He was unusually thin and had pale skin, going against this was his deep purple shirt with a leather jacket and black baggy pants. His shirt read - Tried being normal once, THE WORST IDEA! - Axel's eyes slowly turned towards Harvey, "What are you doing?", "Checking the height to see if it is worth the next time. " Harvey was almost like his brother - Axel, but his hair was messier, and he had a certain shade of dark emerald green eyes. "And you're supposed to be the older one-"
" Ahem - Excuse us," interrupted a woman with short blond hair on the outside and brown on the inside. Hazel eyes to suit her adventurous personality. "C-chleo! Darling, umm... how long have you been there? " Stuttered Axel. "Is that blood?" she asked. "Nothing to worry. It's not mine." Harvey laughed. "That's supposed to reassure me?!", "It's just blood not nuclear waste. Chill out." he scoffed. "Shit happens Chleo... I mean have you seen his face?" Nicole was taller than Chleo by 2 inches being 5'11. She had amber eyes, gazing across the room, with dark pacific hair tied into a short braid. "I'd agree with you Nicole but then we both would be wrong"
There was a sudden stern in his voice as if he did not want Nicole to be there at all. Chleo got in between the twos 'bloodlust' competition "That's enough." The room once filled with the bright moonlight dimmed down becoming colder each second as in St. Hildes Cemetory.
Where currently Ryder Windthorne had come to visit his father. Waist length hair tied into a pony, his eyes were sagged up. He hadn't gotten enough sleep. It was 11 in the night, the moon was shone through the clouds "Evening dad. Hope it's good up there... You know what hurts? It's that... I won't see you again never. The sins I've committed they are far worse. After all that's what mother says... 'You poisoned your own father you ungrateful brat! ' You know she's gotten worse after the divorce with Vane... Miss you dad... I'll get revenge even if it kills me. " He placed white roses on the tomb "Hope you like them." and left.
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Character description :
Harvey Slade:
Height:6'3
Age:24
Eyes: emerald green
Hair: black
2.Axel Slade:
Height:6'0
Age:22
Eyes: dark brown
Hair: black
3.Chleo Hazard:
Height:5'9
Age:23
Eyes: hazel
Hair: blond, brown
4.Nicole Chantelle:
Height:5'11
Age:24
Eyes: amber
Hair: pacific blue
Ryder Windthorne :
Height:6'1
Age:24
Eyes: silver
Hair: red head
6.Robin Vane:
Height:6'0
Age:22
Eyes: Atlantic blue
Hair: black
Zach Smith:
Height:6'2
Age:23
Eyes: Sahara brown
Hair: brown
Luna Revelry:
Height:5'10
Age:23
Eyes: red
Hair: blond
Ryder entered his room, slammed the door, and sighed out of relief. His room was small with a bed placed rather neatly, though being squished into the wall, behind a glassed door to the balcony. Beside his bed, near the foot, was his wardrobe, next to it, a huge detective board covered with a grey Satin cloth. His study was placed opposite to the dark oak closet. He pulled open a drawer and took a small blue container with a label :
'Antidepressant pills.' 'PRECAUTION: No more than 3, unless prescribed by a doctor or a specialist'
Ryder took a few and kept them on his study. He had the habit of taking those things while working on a special case. A case of his father... A case of revenge for his father. He pulled down the grey material. Faced an identical image. the only difference is that Ryder's silver eyes met eyes that glowed like amber embers, radiating warmth and intensity through a picture. A red woolen thread circled around a pin that stuck the picture of his father to the board. It went in two different directions through two code names - Hawkes and Fawkestrot - and from them to different pictures, along with their own '?' and one common '?'. Below each name were two, respectively, companies -Evade and Horrows
Sometimes, he felt rather odd, working on something that happened 12 years ago... *clank* ... *THUD* ... "Mrs. Smith?" Ryder called out. "FUCK YOU!! YOU BITCH." Robin screamed, breaking down the wardrobe door. Her hands were tied with ropes. "The old lady did this?" Ryder questioned while releasing her hands with a pocket knife he always has. "Both you and mum are crazy!" She tried not yelling - but being straight on her point- remembering it was nearly 2 in the morning. Maggot jumped from the chair as Ryder pulled it out and sat down. "Isn't it true? You were god damn talking non stop and simping over him." The awkward silence washed over Robin and her face turned red. "See, you clearly still like him" He stated. "No you little slut, I'm embarrassed... fyi, I like someone else..." She murmured. "You change crushes like socks. " Ryder exaggerated. " I change my socks once every week..." She calmly said. "Disgusting... Anyways who is this someone" Ryder wondered.
"Y'know mum actually helped me by bringing here." Robin retorted, petting Maggot, a sleek and slender feline with a glossy black coat that shimmers under the moonlight. "First of all I am NOT joining. And I'm pretty sure I had made it clear the last time. Second , you're changing topics." He said sternly while closing the curtains. "It's...umm.. Luna.."
Ryder stopped ubruptly dividing the room into darkness and shimmering moonlight."Luna? As in Luna Revelry?" Ryder sounded concerned."Somthing wrong?" Robin questioned while getting up to finish Ryder's job.
"Robin... You know she was taken right?..." Ryder sat next to Robin. "She's called a Lunatic for a reason...", " I understand your concern, Ry Ry. But she is actually very sweet... She helps in Evade, too... though she might have beautiful ruby red eyes, silky blond lond hair, and har pale soft skin... "
"Ahem -" Ryder interrupted.
"Excuse you... Anyways, you have nothing to worry about, alright?" Robin comforted. " I can not come into your love life until you have been broken... Just know that even if we are not siblings anymore... I still care..." Ryder gave in. Robin pushed Ryder on the bed and snuggled up on his chest. " So, who's top?" Ryder asked. " Not sure... I guess I could switch."
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Biowaves Lab, the sixth largest lab in the world, took the initiative to experiment on humans, who were sick and on the verge of death. Most died without a doubt, while some managed to live till today. One of them was so fed up that they created havoc, encouraging the rest to do the same. Some of the experiments were children who had been brainwashed, yet they managed to escape.
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Ryder had done the packing and was rechecking his trunk. "Where you off to?" Robin asked as she walked through the door casually like she did the last few weeks to try and persuade Ryder into joining Evade. "C'mon, tell your little sister, or she'll be mad."Robin puts a pout on her face. "Somewhere where you WILL NOT try and force me to join your little group. I'm telling this one last time ad long as this 'Hawkes' motherfucker is one my list N.O." Ryder proved his point once and for all. Robin took Ryder's ticket and looked through it. "Dycrose?... T-thats far." Robin tried hiding a feeling growing rapidly in her heart.
"Don't lose it. I've already paid 20k for that shit." Ryder said. "Whatever." Robin rolled her eyes on him."Make sure to take a walkie-talkie, always helpful." She added. Ryder looked at her, confused. "What?" Ryder went back to packing." Text you when I reach. Don't do anything stupid." Ryder air hugged Robin, knowing she doesn't like to be hugged unless she does so herself. Robin hugged him back the same way before moving her way closer to Ryder and kissing him on the cheek."I'll miss you..." She said before driving him off to the airport. "You did not have to y'know. I could have taken my motorcycle." Ryder commented.
As Ryder was waiting for his plane to arrive, he thought he saw someone familiar. He did not pay much attention. For some reason, his childhood flowed back to him like a raging river breaking down a dam. He had lived in Sillis for 24 years, and now he's leaving it. He is reminded of his father and how they were lying drop-dead on the floor with red wine that had turned a slight shade purple spilt all over. Fentanyl... Ryder was only 12, yet his father had taught him about almost anything. Drugs,their colors, and their scents, fighting, weak point of humans and animals.
Ryder's father was kind, caring, and a very approachable man. His mother was the same until Novas died, drinking poisoned wine. Reji was abusive towards Ryder and showed no remorse towards him. She had her head down in the gutter, thinking Ryder did it. He was taught about it but always was told, 'Use it only as defense only, Ry.' So he had more sense than to murder his own blood and flesh, the one who made him who he was then. Maybe he would have been the same if Novas was still here. He was either betrayed by his own company since the glass had the logo of Evade or by Horrows. Horrows was on Ryder's list because they had once tried to kill both him and his father. Only to fail doing so, as Novas was the one and only best weaponary combat person in the group. In fact, he was the sect leader of that group.
Evade has not been known to the outside world, yet the most famous companies recruit the members of this company paying an amount starting from 1 million. The CEO is known as Hawkes. His real name is not known to anybody. Not a single drop of information can be found. People have even tried torturing his men, yet nothing has been said. Only his top 3 pawns know him very closely, and they are the new group leaders. Evade is said to be, according to rumors, located in Keive.
Horrows is mostly like Evade, away from the world hidden somewhere.they are taught every type of combat and hacking. The starting prices range from 2 million as they tend to be given harder jobs. The leader, Fawkestrot, is said to be around the age of late 40s and early 50s. One and only one person knows him. His personal information was with a lot of difficulty accessible to some people.
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