(Author here, I ate something at my birthday party that isn't making me feel good. Been sick since yesterday, so I'll only be putting out one Chapter a day for the next few days. This Chapter is a little shorter than my others. Hope you all can understand until I get past whatever I eat that is fking up my stomach. Sorry, and thank you for the understanding.)
John sent the two home after giving them instructions for the upcoming week. He planned to have most of the student council under his control by Friday at the soonest. He waited for another car to come pick him up as he called Baobhan, telling her to meet him near their target for tonight.
It was five in the evening, so heading near there wouldn't be a problem. John entered the car after it pulled up, and it drove off. It took the car fifteen minutes to reach the building he was heading towards. "You don't need to wait for me, I will call you when I need to be picked up." He said before exiting the vehicle and walking into the building.
John looked around, found the elevator, and took it to the top floor. As he stood in the elevator, John was mentally preparing himself for the night to come. It wasn't going to be a mentally easy night, physically easy maybe. After all, even in his last life, he hadn't killed anyone before, but he would need to in this life. So John prepared himself for what was to come.
He targeted the Yakuza group partly for this reason, as it would justify him in killing them. After all, they were a threat to the ones he loved, and it's only normal to kill those who wish to harm your loved ones. John stepped out onto the top floor and looked for the stairs before pushing open the door and heading up to the rooftop.
Opening the door, he looked out at the evening sky and smiled as he began to pull out his gear. He had bought this a week ago and hadn't had a chance to test it out on himself. John started taking his clothes off and putting on the gear. When he finished, he felt his body grow much stronger.
He squatted down and then leaped straight up with all his might; he went 30-plus meters into the air. John was shocked by this, but didn't panic as his body started to fall back down to the rooftop. Landing on it wasn't even felt, like a feather landing on someone's shoulder. He couldn't help but laugh; at that moment, he felt like Superman.
Oh, he was going to enjoy his newfound power in due time. With each summon, he slept with the stronger he became, and this was just the beginning. As John was in thought, the four ladies landed on the rooftop, and Anne spoke. "You look good, master. Your gear makes you look mysterious and intimidating." Perfect for a stone-cold killer.
"Thank you, Anne," John said, his voice gruff and dark, before he went on to explain their roles. "In one hour, we will carry out the kidnapping and slaughter of the people we planned for today. Anne and Mary will handle the kidnapping while the rest of us will take care of these shit stains of men. Before Baobhan finishes up with the other kidnappings." John said.
The group was five blocks away from the building they were going to raid. John chose this place to test his gear. By running from rooftop to rooftop, he would get a better understanding of his power. "You two can start to head towards your targets," John said to Anne and Mary, making them nod before jumping into the air and landing on the next roof.
Clearing the 25-meter gap between buildings without a problem made John smirk. "Let's head closer to our target as well, but we can take it slower." He said, then walked to the edge and looked over. The building he was standing on was about 25 stories tall, while the one he wanted to land on had a roof only 20 stories high. John walks backward for about 5 meters.
He then took off running before jumping as his foot landed on the rail, he pushed off again, leaping into the air. His speed was fast; the next moment, he was about to land on the roof. His foot hit the rooftop, and he quickly stopped his momentum. That was amazing. John wondered if she put more force into it; how far could she go?
His jump into the air after he put the gear on was about half-serious, so he would go around twice as high if he tried with all his might to jump. But the city wasn't a place he should try to let loose in if he wanted to see his limits. Doing that in the woods or countryside would be the better choice.
John looked at the next building; this time, the one he was on was three floors shorter than the one he wanted to land on. Taking a walk back to the edge of the roof before turning around and looking at his target, he took off running.
When he got close to the other edge, he squatted mid-run and pushed off the ground. This launched him, and his body flew upward, clearing the three stories by a wide margin.
John had overdone it as he was still in the air when half the rooftops were passing him by. He didn't hit the rooftop until more than 3/4 of the rooftop had passed him. John quickly tried to stop his momentum as he fell on his butt, sliding towards the railing and stopping with his feet.
"Well, not my best landing, but at least I didn't go over the edge and dangle from the rail," John said, picking himself up as he dusted himself off, and Baobhan and Jacques chuckled. He rolled his eyes and began to repeat his running and jumping, trying to get the hang of it. The group had time as he took the longer route, until he finally got it under his control.
The three of them looked at the Yakuza building, which was only four floors tall. "We will be in and out, but don't kill all of them, you two. I want to kill a handful myself; I need to get the feeling of killing." He said before taking a step off the edge of the five-floor-tall building they were standing on.