Super Green Vol 1: 2 Years Later

The volume 1 started Two Years Later:

Ethan is now 11 years old, still haunted by the memories of Unknown. His love, lust, and obsession for her have only grown stronger, and he often finds himself crying while drawing. His latest sketch on a piece of paper is a crude stickman illustration of him having a son with her, an expression of his deep, twisted yearning.

After finishing the drawing, he dresses in black, pulling on a hoodie jacket and a face mask, plugging his headset into his phone before stepping out into the rainy night. He walks through the streets until he finds a lamp post, where he sits down, bends his head in the hoodie to hide his face, and starts playing his favorite song, “Lucid Dream” by Juice WRLD.

Song Lyrics:

No, no, no, no

I still see your shadows in my room

Can’t take back the love that I gave you

It’s to the point where I love and I hate you

And I cannot change you, so I must replace you (oh)

The song continues to echo in the rain, its melancholy lyrics sinking into Ethan’s mind.

Ethan’s Mind: Miss na miss na miss ko na talaga siya… Gusto ko talaga siyang anakan. Gusto ko talaga magkaroon ng pamilya sa kanya… Buntisin ko siya talaga. Kailan kaya siya babalik?

Suddenly, two probabilities surface in his mind, and they shake him.

Ethan’s Mind: Paano kung may iba na siya? O patay na siya?! 😡😰

The thought of losing her enrages him, but it also fills him with fear.

Ethan’s Mind: Di bale, pag patay na siya, gigising na lang ulit ako sa realidad na buhay siya. At kung meron na siyang iba, assassination skills ko na lang ang bahalang mag-ligtas sakin… O kaya naman gigising na lang ako sa magandang realidad. 🙂🙂🙂

He just keep listening to the song while thinking about her.

Ethan’s mind: Mahal na mahal na mahal ko talaga siya sobra, at talagang ipaglalaban ko ang pagmamahal ko sa kanya, na yung tipong kahit kadugo ko pa siya—mapa nanay man, kapatid, tita, pinsan, o kahit ano pa man—ay akin lang siya habang buhay, at walang pwedeng umagaw sa kanya mula sa akin. Ako lang ang lalakeng para sa kanya, ano lang, ako lang. 😔😢🥀🖤

He kept listening to the song while the rain fell on his body until the song was done. Then, he returned to his house, went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and practiced street brawling, thinking again.

Ethan’s mind: Grabe, kung tutuusin, may talento naman ako at may kapangyarihan pa, tas ang laki na rin ng improvement ko, pero kailangan ko talaga ito kasi baka mamaya makita niya akong mahina at tawanan niya ako, maawa lang siya sa’kin, mandiri, ma-dismaya, o mawalan ng pake kung sakaling meron man siyang pake sa’kin ngayon. At siguro, para na rin sa mga paparating kong laban, kasi baka mamaya dumating ang panahon na tugisin ako ng buong mundo—mapa-gobyerno man, pulis, militar, sibilyan, kriminal, militante, o baka pati buong cyber world, mga secret societies kung meron man, at yung mga tribo at kulto, o iba pa, ay makisali sa pag-tugis. Tangina, matagal na talagang walang koneksyon ang utak ko sa realidad matapos kong patayin ang mga magulang ko.

He kept training and also washing himself properly from time to time, but focused more on his informal self-training.

This went on for about an hour and several minutes until Super Green was done. He then went to the attic of his house, summoned his phone, and watched the news about the assassination of a corrupt and communist prime minister of the United Kingdom.

Realistic News Report (Filipino Reporter in Tagalog):

Reporter: Magandang gabi, mga kababayan. Isang nakakagimbal na balita ang kumalat ngayong araw mula sa United Kingdom. Ang Prime Minister ng bansa na si [Winston Wilson], na kinikilala ng ilan bilang isang malupit na komunista at sangkot sa mga kontrobersyal na transaksyon, ay napatay sa isang assassination sa harap ng kanyang tahanan sa London. Ayon sa mga ulat, ang Prime Minister ay binaril ng hindi pa nakikilalang suspek habang naglalakad patungo sa kanyang opisina. Agad siyang dinala sa ospital ngunit idineklara ring patay ilang minuto matapos ang insidente.

Ang mga awtoridad ay nagsagawa na ng imbestigasyon at kasalukuyang naghahanap ng mga lead. Ang insidente ay nagdulot ng malawakang kontrobersiya, at maraming tao ang nagtatanong kung ito ba’y isang aksidente o may mga malalim na dahilan. Bagamat may mga nagsasabing ang Prime Minister ay may mga kalaban na may kinalaman sa kanyang mga patakaran at malupit na pamumuno, patuloy pa ring nagsisiyasat ang mga awtoridad upang tuklasin ang tunay na motibo sa likod ng krimen.

Marami rin ang nag-aalala sa kaligtasan ng mga lider ng bansa, dahil sa lumalalang tensyon sa politika at seguridad. Nais ng mga eksperto na mapanagot ang mga nasa likod ng pamamaslang at matukoy kung paano nakalusot ang assailant sa mahigpit na seguridad. Patuloy naming susubaybayan ang mga updates sa kasong ito, kaya’t manatiling nakatutok lamang dito sa aming channel.

Super Green’s mind: Pamilyar tong babaeng

assassin na to ah.

Flashback:

This flashback takes place several months after Super Green deleted his dog assassination post on the dark web. At that time, he was lying low due to numerous death threats—not just in messages but also in real life.

It was a scorching summer noon as he walked through the streets, where graffiti from kids and gangs covered the walls. He was dressed in a gray hoodie jacket, black pants, and a green cap with a face mask. While walking, he overheard a whispered conversation between two men in the shadows.

Unknown 1: Pre, kilala mo ba itong babaeng assassin na ‘to?

Unknown 2: Hindi, pre. Sino ba ‘yan?

Unknown 1: Siya si ‘Silver Queen.’ Hahaha! Biruin mo nga naman, dati isa lang siyang random na assassin sa dark web—isang ordinaryong kalaban natin mula pagkabata. Pero hindi nagtagal, nakalimutan rin siya, katulad ng iba. Pero tingnan mo naman ngayon—isa na siyang tauhan ng isang hindi kilalang tao sa UK na nag-ooperate sa loob at labas ng bansa, covert man o overt. Kilala rin siya sa kakaibang galing niya sa pagtira ng mga target—mula sa pinakamababang level hanggang sa pinakamataas na profile ng mga kalaban. Ang bilis talaga ng panahon! Hahaha!

Unknown 2: Sigurado ka bang siya ‘yan? Baka naman may pagkakapareho lang?

Unknown 1: Tanga, tingnan mo naman ang hugis ng katawan niya, tangkad niya, at mata niya. Hindi ba halata?

Unknown 2: Oo nga, ano? Anong balak mo ngayon?

Unknown 1: Hihintayin lang natin siyang bumagsak. At pag nangyari ‘yun, tayo mismo ang titira sa kanya—sa dahas man o sa sarap. At kung maabutan natin siyang patay, pipira-pirasuhin natin ang katawan niya, ikakahon, at ibebenta. 20 bilyong piso para sa kalahati ng katawan niya, tapos 20 bilyong pounds o US dollars para sa isang kalahati. Hahaha!

Unknown 2: Bakit may dolyar pa?

Unknown 1: Dahil ang Estados Unidos ang bansang pinaka-nasusuklam sa kanya. Mas matindi pa ang galit nila kaysa sa mismong galit ng Britanya. Hahaha!

Unknown 2: Oo nga, eh! Hahaha! Yung iba nga, kahit matatanda na at ang lalaki ng katawan, umuungal pa sa kanya kahit hindi naman sila pinapatay—pati mga kadugo at kaibigan nila.

Unknown 1: Oo nga, eh! Sige, tara na.

Unknown 2: Mamaya na, tinatamad pa ako.

Unknown 1: Sige, dito muna tayo hangga’t wala pang utos si boss.

Unknown 2: Ayos! Siya nga pala, ano nga ulit ang dangal niya?

Unknown 1: Kantutan.

Super Green quietly walked away, blending seamlessly into the crowd. He memorized the plate number of their car. Several minutes later, he tracked them down and killed them, leaving no traces or witnesses.

The flashback ends.

Super Green’s mind: Niligtas ko ang buhay niya.

On The Other Hand: Silver Queen

This scene starts with Silver Queen standing in front of shadowy figures.

Her Boss: Like I said, she’s my best henchwoman when it comes to assassination. She’s killed countless targets in covert and overt operations, both inside and outside this country. From the lowest to the highest-profile targets, none of them escaped or survived her—not even world leaders or other highly-secured individuals, whether inside or outside the country. Hahaha, that’s my girl!

Her Boss’ Friend: Well, when did she become an assassin?

Her Boss: She became one at the age of 5, am I right?

Silver Queen: Yes, sir, that’s correct.

Her Boss’ Friend: How old is she now?

Her Boss: She’s 41 or 42?

Silver Queen: I’m currently 42 years old, sir.

Her Boss’ Friend: When did you become an assassin for the government?

Silver Queen: At the age of 30, sir, 12 years ago.

Her Boss’ Friend: Can I know where you worked before becoming an assassin for the government?

Silver Queen: From the age of 5 until 17, I worked under my father’s crime organization. But when the leader of our organization got killed, the organization was taken down, and many of us were killed by rival groups, including my parents. After that, the Dark Web was born, and I became one of its first criminals. When I turned 30, my current boss hired me, and I immediately accepted because there’s no doubt that he speaks the truth. The jobs he gave me weren’t boring like the ones I did before, and the pay is much better—more than enough for my daily needs.

His Friend: You’re interesting, huh. But are you good at hand-to-hand combat?

Silver Queen: Yes, it’s always part of my training.

Her Boss’ Friend: You’re really interesting. Anyway, can you fight one of my top men in a hand-to-hand combat?

Silver Queen: Sure.

A henchman of her boss’ friend enters. He’s a 6’4” muscular, tattooed black man with glaring eyes, resembling a drug addict, and approaches her.

Her Boss’ Friend: He’s a professional bodybuilder. His fists have killed too many people, and no one has ever beaten him. It even took the UK’s most dangerous prison to handle him.

Silver Queen: Okay, but is killing allowed?

Her Boss’ Friend: Yes, but this fight will be unarmed—no weapons allowed, not even improvised ones, okay?

Silver Queen: Sure.

Unknown (Whispering): Are you sure you want a death fight?

Silver Queen: Yes, why not?

Her Boss: The fight begins in 3, 2, 1… Go!

The man punches her immediately. When she dodges, she strikes his liver. He attacks again, relentlessly, relying on his emotions and instincts, using overwhelming strength and brutality. Meanwhile, Silver Queen focuses on parrying and counterattacking, aiming for his vital spots. However, it’s difficult for her to harm him due to his size, durability, weight, and density.

His speed and agility make things even harder for her. He’s too quick for someone of his size. His stamina and endurance are also remarkable, and he continues to attack with blinding speed and chaotic unpredictability.

Silver Queen, on the other hand, relies more on skill, technique, tactics, speed, agility, and cunning. Every move she makes is calculated and precise. Her main weapons aren’t just her brain but also her heart. This type of opponent isn’t new to her; she’s faced tougher adversaries in the past.

The fight continues until she finally knocks him out with her fist. She nearly kills him but decides to spare him instead.

After the fight, his face is unrecognizable, but Silver Queen only has sweat on her brow—he didn’t land a clean hit on her.

Silver Queen: Well, it’s not that hard. I’ve faced tougher guys than him.

Her Boss’ Friend: Nice. How about you, Shinigami? Would you face her?

Shinigami speaks in a ghostly, anime-like cold tone, a mix of Japanese and British accents when he speaks English.

Shinigami: Nope.

Her Boss: Why? Are you scared of her?

Shinigami: Nope, I’m just simply uninterested. You know me, sir, I’m immune to intimidation.

Silver Queen’s Mind: His accent is a mix of Japanese and British. He must be a half-breed. But I don’t believe he’s ‘immune’ to intimidation. He’s probably joking, lying, or doesn’t know what he’s saying. Sheesh. 😒

Shinigami’s Mind: “私にとって、彼女は敵ではなく、抱きしめたくなる存在です。” (Watashi ni totte, kanojo wa teki de wa naku, dakishimetakunaru sonzai desu.)

“For me, she’s not an opponent, but someone you’d want to hug.” 🧊❄️🩸🖤🥀

Back to Ethan/Super Green:

The scene starts with Ethan in the attic of his house, wearing his black hoodie jacket and a ski mask while using his phone to chat with someone on Meggit (a Dark Web website).

@SuperGreen123: Hello, my friend.

@ShadowGhost71: Hi, bro. It’s been a while.

@SuperGreen123: Well, our topic is different. It’s not about my crush that I’m obsessed with, but about the person who assassinated the UK’s Prime Minister, Winston Wilson.

@ShadowGhost71: A corrupt and communist prime minister of Britannia, huh? I never thought you’d have an interest like that. Why, what do you need from that person?

@SuperGreen123: I want to talk to her for tips on high-profile assassination missions, especially if they’re overt. She should train me and give me access so I can make my bashers from last year’s dog assassination post pay for what they said to me. You know the exception.

@ShadowGhost71: Yeah, your crush, your obsession. But I thought you always wanted individuality to avoid becoming a puppet of the government or the system. Well, what happened now?

@SuperGreen123: All I want is access and training. Is that bad?

@ShadowGhost71: Yes, unless you’re ready to abandon your own rules of not being a puppet of society, a matrix, a system, a game, or powerful figures who hold the strings—just to get the training and revenge you want or need.

@SuperGreen123: I get it. Sorry, I’ll lose interest and be a lone wolf outside the strings again, okay?

@ShadowGhost71: Good. Anyway, do you have any missions recently?

@SuperGreen123: Yes, but not as often as before due to the lack of contracts. Like always, I’m focused on evil creatures—whether animals or humans—so long as it’s low-profile, unless they offer something irresistible.

@ShadowGhost71: Have you ever failed?

@SuperGreen123: Nope. Even the high-profile missions aren’t that hard. They’re just really risky, especially if the missions are overt. Before I take on a mission, I investigate it properly, unlike before, when I almost killed an innocent target for a client who was lying. Luckily, I overthought it and questioned whether my crimes were justifiable. I’m neutral—not a good person, but not evil either. How about you? Any missions previously?

@ShadowGhost71: Yeah, but nothing special. Just another notorious serial killer in his own slaughterhouse. And like before, I never avoid fighting unless it’s necessary.

@SuperGreen123: Oh, okay. Do all the serial killers you’ve killed die in their slaughterhouses?

@ShadowGhost71: Nope. Some of them just attacked me randomly, like other civilians. Some broke into my house, whether randomly or to target me. Others I killed in a haunted house, and some were in the jungle. Some were guerilla fighters, others were clowns, and some were in groups—sometimes small, sometimes large. My encounters with serial killers, regardless of type, aren’t rare at all, just like my encounters with other types of targets. How about you? Have you ever encountered a serial killer before?

@SuperGreen123: Yeah, last week at night. When I was walking down a street, an old man with a blood-stained knife tried to stab me. I dodged it, stabbed his side with a poisoned ice pick, cleaned it, and left like nothing happened.

The same flashback appears, where he’s wearing his normal black clothes—shorts, a tank top, and slippers.

@ShadowGhost71: Nice. But are you still haunted by your bashers?

@SuperGreen123: Nope. The very few remaining were killed by me, while the others were arrested or captured and killed by enemy criminal groups. How about you?

@ShadowGhost71: There are still too many groups and individuals hunting me down, especially in my country. But I’m a ghost among ghosts. I’m too unknown, too anonymous—like they’re trying to find someone or something that never existed.

@SuperGreen123: So no one has ever beaten you?

@ShadowGhost71: Yeah, no one’s ever beaten me or even rivaled me before, not in light or real-world fights, or fights to the death, or in controlled environments with or without rules. Most of my enemies lose to me with an effortless one shot—some knocked out, some dead—unlike you, who was matched by someone before.

@SuperGreen123: Are you underestimating me?

@ShadowGhost71: Nope. I envy you because not even professional fighters, special forces, or hardened criminals can match me. And if you don’t believe me, here’s my proof.

He sends videos of his fights against fighters, special forces, and criminals, where his face isn’t visible because his camera is mounted on his chest.

@ShadowGhost71: I really envy you because my first-ever worthy opponent is still nonexistent. Though I’m not looking for one, because I’m lazy, and I know that shit is risky and a waste of time. Plus, I’m not a battle lover.

@SuperGreen123: Okay, but what’s your honor code again?

@ShadowGhost71: Head to head. How about you?

@SuperGreen123: We have the same honor code.

@ShadowGhost71: Okay, bye. Gotta go.

@SuperGreen123: Okay, bye-bye.

The conversation ends here.

The End.

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