29 July 2017 (present)
“Yoo watcha doin later?” 17 year old Witner who lives all his years being looked upon as a ‘delinquent’ with his looks to be blamed for, asked.
“Well nothing much, probably gonna sleep” he yawned while looking towards his locker.
“What the hell man that’s so boring. Let’s go somewhere.”
“No, not today.”
“Come on … don’t just stay in your room every day you anti-social wanker. We’ll go back early, I promised.”
“...”
“Yea? Yea? Is that a yes?”
Muze turned to Witner with his lazy eyes and nod unwillingly.
“YES, I’ll invite Sunni and a few more people. Let’s play bowling or billiards. You wait here.” as Witner skipped away roaring in excitement.
--
“Easyyy” as X appeared on the score board.
The disco lights and the hard music felt really in sync. There were many students from different schools. Heavy air started to fill the room as the old geezers near the counter who were just loitering aimlessly pulled out a cigar.
“Yo how much if I land a strike.”
“1000 yen”
“Hmm that's a free meal I'll take it” witner smiled.
The munfa academy statistic class were having a blast playing bowling. A total of 5 people including Muze, Witner, Sunni and two other girls.
In a distant, outside the bowling and billiard studio, in the parking garage, there is a huge ruckus amongst three men and a student with a munfa academy attire.
“Yo pal I am really in need of 2000 yen, my dog just passed away and I am saving some money for proper burial." A huge guy with golden earrings on the left ear and a tattoo of a skull drilled on his chest wearing a polo walked up towards the student
“Please listen to my brother, we really need the cash.” The man started to plead.
'Look how scared he is' a giant smirked appeared on the two men.
The student shook like a leaf. Words can’t come out of his tight lips, “U.. uhh here is 2000 yen” as he extended his right hand.
The third man, who had a huge skull tattoo on his chess, whose body is significantly bigger than the two, approached the student and grab the student by the neck instead.
"Yo can you two stop wasting my time just get the wallet jesus christ."
"Aiya why the rush. A little bit of fun won't hurt you know." The guy with the golden earrings turned his attention back to the student.
"You heard my big bro, now hand it over before you hurt yourself."
~~
“Umm It's your turn Muze.” one of the girl said it with a red face.
“You can take my turn, I need to go meet big johnny.”
“Take your turn first then go to the restroom damn it,” Witner said with an agitated tone as Muze walked off. Muze stood up and with an intense glare he head off towards the restroom.
“...”
Things turn awkward for a few seconds ….
“Alright, anyone wants to take his turn?” Witner smiled.
~~
“Hey stop wasting our time. I think you would want to leave as soon as possible too right?” The skull tattooed man stretched out his arms.
The student, anticipating what was about to go down quickly pulled out his wallet and with trembling hands, a few coins gushed out from his pocket; rolling in all directions when suddenly, a black and white stripe sneaker stepped on one of the coins.
“I apologize, my friend here do not seem like he has more than 2000 yen. Can you guys leave him alone?”
The big guy was startled for a moment. He did not sense any presence close to them which puts him at a confused state of mind; ‘ what the. Where did this guy come from.’
The big guy and his two brothers turned his attention towards Muze,
“Oi, where did you come from.”
“I came from the bowling alley.”
The big guy looked towards the bowling alley which was roughly about 30 meters away and raised one of his eyebrows and soon cried out a barrel of laughter.. 'this guy is a clown'
“I apologize but I have somewhere I need to be, so here is an extra 1500 Yen.” Muze closed up the distance and pulled out a bunch of paper money.
The big guy turned a serious expression, and when he is about to reach out his hand,
SMACK.
The big guy flew and crashed towards a pillar. BAAM.
Muze quickly turned to the other man and make a huge skip as if he was flying mid-air and threw a kick dead on the skull. The man flew following his tattooed brother whose blood were spouting out from his nose and mouth, like a waterfall. Before the money hit the ground, they both laid unconscious next to each other.
“Wha.. What the fuck !” the last brother ran towards Muze and strengthen his arms, “RARGHHH"
Muze stood still, unwavered from the incoming attack, he put out a small smirk as he jumps in air, and threw a downward cut right on the back of his head.
BAAM.
The sound was made at the moment his head touched the ground. The cut was so strong that the big man got rebounded at the point of impact as the force sent him to the other side of the passageway. Muze then rolled up his sleeve and spun his right arm a few times as if it is part of his pre work out.
The student could not believe what is happening in front of his very eyes as his mouth was left wide open. He was stunned. Everything happened in mere seconds.
“Wha wha what just happened” as he stuttered.
Muze stared at the short boy as he walked closer.
“You just witness three huge guys getting their asses whooped.” Muze picked a coin underneath his shoe and handed to the stranger.
“Uh … uh ..”
“What? You don’t want your money back?”
The student was dumbfounded.
“Tha.. thanks.”
“You are from Munfa academy right?”
“Yea ....”
“...”
“Um do you mind telling me your name, sir?” the boy sounded so passionate that Muze startled.
“Marco.”
“Thank you so much, Marco-san!”
“Sure.” Muze smiled as he ambled back towards the direction of the bowling studio. “Ah one more thing, do not tell anyone what you just saw. I wish for no trouble.” as he put his hands on his pocket and continue his parade of satisfactory.
‘Woah .. he is so strong. Thank you….’ as the boy with a school attire spoke within his heart and began picking up his coins.
~~
“WOOHOO I won twice in a row. How about another round ?” Sunni proposed.
“Urgh, this girl should be put to her place,” Witner shouted with a sour tone.
*SLIDDDD (automatic door opened)
*STEP STEP STEP
“Ey you’re back. That’s fast. It’s not even 7 minutes yet. Did u meet big johnny or was it small johnny?”
“...... stop asking trivial questions. How did you lose to a girl.” Muze fired back.
“Oh fuck off.”
Muze then settled back on his seat and begin pondering.
'Sigh when did this shit started again… This power ... I have never thought that I would be doing some good deeds. This feels like I’m a hero in a manga.'
~~
(6 years ago)
“You should not go for it. Your son is so lonely and he wishes for you.” Muze’s grandpa muttered.
“How can I not go? This is crucial for the company’s future.”
“But you are going to be leaving for a month.”
“and i’ll be back after a month.” Muze mother replied.
“But the kid needs you. Don’t you understand? He needs you right here, not out there. Kids his age cries over many things but I haven’t seen a single tear from him. Your son does not understand a lot of things. He is growing up alone, alone! He wakes up alone, goes to school alone, does his homework alone, plays his games alone. Everything, NOT once you or mike stand by his side! Can you even call yourself parents … I don’t care anymore. If you do not want to raise him, I will. Now don’t bother.” as Muze's grandpa staggered back to the living room.”
“You don’t understand … I ..” as Muze’s mother clenched her fist with an angry tone.
“What? Who’s the one not understanding shit here ?! Don’t you dare say anything more. I am going to take care of him while you do whatever. I am going to bed, I need to wake up early to cook his breakfast.” ….
It was a cold night that day, one that froze Muze’s heart as he heard them arguing from the kitchen. He did not dare to show himself as it would be more problematic. He quietly went to his room and stared at the wall. It was not the first time Muze heard such heated arguments that concerned him. As the argument became more heated, Muze formed his hand flat and covered his ears. ‘Stop, I don’t want to hear this any more … just stop …..’ With his withered expression, he covered his ears with his blanket and closed his eyes attempting to cease all these noise away ...
As time flew after his Grandpa's death, he began to 'study' people. Their hand gestures, the way they talk, thier tone, He just listened. Muze learnt how other people interact, simply by his vision and hearing. He remembered a quote by his Grandfather : “the deeper your wounds are, the more you know yourself. And to know yourself, you have to know your surroundings.”~~
The first university week for Enemsi
30 July 2017
“Hey I know who you are…” A girl in a blazer dress came up to Enemsi.
“Excuse me?”
Both parties were in the hallway of the statistics department.
“I said I know who you are, Enemsi Chanak. Born in Indonesia, transferred to Japan because his family was shattered. Your uncle helped you move here while your mom ran away from your family while your Dad was behind bars as he comitted the infamous murder of Coax Brondi who was said to be a victim of the love affair your Dad comitted with his wife."
'Victim of love affair, huh ....'
Enemsi scratched his head and straighten his back. “... my Dad did not kill anyone, he was a good man and don’t you utter anything more about my family.”
“Ooh ... very frightening. Anyways, I came to you because I wanted to be your friend.”
“... what.” A puzzle look crossed his face, not knowing what to say next, he peered intently at the girl, and thought for a moment.
“People like us should stick together …” the girl smiled.
'People like us ...' Enemsi gained a piece of his soul back, "What do you mean people like us?"
“ I have a class in 15 minutes, anyway we can chat more on our next statistics class but I have to go now.”
“......”
The girl looked at him weirdly and started to head off to the exit door.
“Hey wait, I did not catch your name yet.”
“Name's Erlin.” as she walked away.
'Erlin huh. Very suspicious. Does she …. No, there is no way but she did say people like us'
….. She must have known I am an ability user.
Fuck, this is what I get on my first week in college. What a shithole.…..
--
"I'm home." Enemsi whispered to himself.
Enemsi lived a lonely life, he was living with his older brother and a younger sister, but his older brother was rarely at home. He would only see him during the weekends, his brother would have left the house in the morning, and would have gone back at late hours; for school or for work - Nobody knows. The siblings were disconnected after their mother left them for 2 years without visiting.
The time was 01:00. The smell of unwashed dishes lingered in the air heavily. Dropping his backpack and eyeing on the ceiling, he left. With no destination he just pondered off on the streets. It was cold, very cold. The soothing wind brushed his silky hair as the crows like a stygian altercation painted the night sky. The pale full moon screamed off sorrow and sadness - as it drowned out the wail of the crows. He took a deep breathe and closed his eyes ....
2 Years ago
"Why ?! Tell me you didn't do it! Why?!" a throaty cry escaped from her lips.
"Shut up! What do you understand?! I can't do this anymore!"
This was the pinnacle, the peak in which Enemsis' family was destroyed. Dad was fired from his boss as he failed a huge investment project that caused millions. But that was not the end of it. The job involves illegal work, and Dad wanted to bail, but illegal work are met with dangerous people. The boss was very discreet in his business; from finance firm and properties,to prostitution, money laundry, and drugs. The boss owns every kind of business. Dad formed a contract to work for Coax Brondi until retirement, but for the first time he was put into the dirty busines and he wanted to stop. Broco Brondi, the boss' son who was Enemsi best buddy tried to convince his Dad to bring Enemsi's Dad back. So one day he invited Enemsi and his Dad to the famous Brondi mansion to reestablish the 'underling connection' that was lost. Enemsi was told by Broco that it would succeed; that Dad would be able to work again - but it was all a lie.
They invited them over to silence the family. Enemsi was dumb and naive enough to think that his best buddy, fed by an evil man, would help him. Dad begged - kneeling with his head on the floor while Enemsi stood there frozen; with his lips sealed, but right after the image of their smug faces, his memory went black. - it was a blurr.
Enemsi regained his consciousness and clenched his fist as he tried to not lose all sanity.
'Ugh ...' not this time again huh .... This marked the 100th time. Enemsi had tried to recall what happened 99 times and not once had he managed to remember what follows after. In the past, his head would be on the edge of explosion and he would vomit all night. Now his body had time to adjust to those painful memories. He threw himself on the ground as he gazed upon the full moon.
'Dad ... I miss you.'
~~
“Sir”
“Yes lady Barbara.” as Lieutenant Ruji hauled down his hat like a captain showing greetings in respect towards other captains.
“I have a report about the terrorist attack this morning.”
“The suicide bomber case?”
“Yes, I did some diggings and found out that he is working for a man named ‘Reev scott’, a former mercenary.”
“Reev Scott, huh … never heard of him.”
“I searched for his sightings and found a witness that resembles his appearance.” as Lady Barbara handed out a picture of a pencil-thin moustache man, with long blond hair, wearing a sharp black suit.
"I asked division 2 to investigate anything about the man and they found out that the man was seen last on the kanshi district."
“.... Kanshi? Was there not a famous school located in that area?”
The Lady nodded his head.
“Hmm. Is there a connection?”
“Well, let's start with the suicide bomber. His name was Steve Tuni, and this picture was taken before the explosion."
"Wait this is .... Barbara, that tatoo, do you know what that is?"
"Umm .. it is a cross?"
"Yes, that cross is the symbol of EO."
“The EO?!" Lady Barbara tried to calm her nerves down.
“Sir, it was writen in the books that the EO organization are filled with S-rank criminals, the most wanted organization in the whole world. They had stormed and took over the world before the UN put them down. They are the legends of the underworld."
“Yes, this means that they have returned. EO had perished thanks to the UN, but this picture proves that they still exist." The lieutenant slammed his desk. "This is an emergency, I need to inform the higher up right now."
Barbara quickly took out another piece of photograph.“Before you head off, there is also news from an agent that two days before the suicide mission, Steve met up with a this person.”
Lieutenant Ruji reached out his arm, his eyes bulged as the photo showed a picture of someone with a spike hair cut, wearing a white uniform with a navy tie and underneath the man’s face was the writing : ‘MUZE DOMINIC-WARDO.’
~~
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