Missio walked through the hallway, his footsteps unheard. After a while, he halted near a rusty door. Narrowing his scarlet red eyes, he activated his X-ray vision. The drug lord's relaxed skeleton was lying back, sitting on something. The Lieutenant General deactivated his eyes and drew a deep breath.
'Did he sense my presence...?'
Pushing the door open, the he stepped inside the large room. Rust and moss plagued the walls as a foul stench attacked his nose the moment he entered. Missio scowled, pinching his nose. Halting near a small couch in the center of the room, he locked eyes with a teenage boy.
The young man had blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing an grey clothes with a green jacket with a rather fancy staff by his side.
Missio frowned.
'He looks the guy Dick described…'
Suddenly, the boy's voice cut through the air.
"Hey…who are you?"
Missio stiffened as his target slowly stood up.
"Hey…are you gonna answer my question?" The boy asked again.
Cautiously gripping his katana, the Lieutenant General drew a sharp breath and responded to the boy.
"…You're Sun Daishen, aren't you?"
Sun shrugged, stretching his hand and opening his palm.
"Yes, who doesn't know my name by this point."
Suddenly, a lustrous black staff inscribed with strange golden symbols with a golden band on each end flew into his hand.
"Then, tell me… have you recently been in contact with… Dick Quartel?" Missio began circling him.
Sun chuckled, standing up.
"I don't know who yer talking 'bout. There are lotta dudes name Dick Quartel."
Missio cut him off, his voice becoming darker and more serious than before.
"You know exactly who I'm talking about… The National Assemblyman – Dick Quartel."
Sun paused for a moment, lowering his head. Missio halted in his tracks as well, raising his weapon. Sun raised his staff as well, a dark grin spreading across his face.
"Oh, then… I know him… too well."
Alarmed, Missio stepped back slightly. However, right then, he felt a push on his chest. He lowered his head and saw that Sun's staff… was poking his chest. Missio's face turned pale as he lifted his head.
Sun was still at the same place.
Only his staff had extended to reach him. Missio pushed the staff aside.
"I see you have some tricks up your sleeve."
Instantly, Sun disappeared from where he was standing. Missio blinked and stepped aside. Sun appeared, striking the place Missio had been standing with all his might. The floor shattered under the weight of his staff.
Missio repositioned himself. Narrowing his eyes, he stared at the man in front of him.
Truth be told, he had lied to his team.
Sun was no mere Chaos incarnate. He was far beyond one – just like Missio.
Missio had felt power similar but not equal to his own when had looked at the drug lord. However, he couldn't be sure so, he had to check himself. Now, his suspicions were confirmed.
Missio exhaled heavily.
'He shouldn't have knowledge of such power…'
Wanting to make sure, Missio opened his mouth as the drug lord straightened.
"Sun Daishen… Are you a Transcendent?"
Sun paused for a moment, rotating towards Missio. Missio gulped, cold sweat rolling across his skin.
"Transcendent? The hell you mean?" Sun glanced at the insignia on Missio chest.
Missio froze. Then, heaved a sigh of relief.
'I thought he was actually a Transcendent… Thank Pangea he's not… but how does he have the Will of an Awakener.'
But before, he could delve deeper into his conspiracy, Sun called out to him.
"…You're from the black ops, ay?" Sun placed the staff on his shoulder. "Just because Dick got caught, you're biting more than you can chew. You should get outta here before I kick yer ass."
"You kids and your weird talk. Didn't your mother teach you manners?" Missio scoffed.
"In fact, she did not, you old man."
"I'm twenty-six and your mother might need to learn how to be a better parent."
"Sure – sure, I totally agree with you." Sun approached Missio.
"Sun Daishen – stand back. You are hereby under arrest under the cause of selling illegal drugs and being in-arms with another criminal."
Sun's lips parted, preparing to retort the officer. However, just then, he heard a gunshot echo from the next room. The two men froze, their eyes widening. Sun blinked, furrowing his brows.
"So, shots have been fired, huh…"
The drug lord's power suddenly surged. Missio raised his katana, preparing for battle. As Sun's fury began to climb, his eyes sparked as he growled in a dark tone.
"Even when they sent the Police or the Juggernauts, they still couldn't catch me…"
He lifted his head, looking at Missio.
"I haven't been caught for five years… and I won't be today."
***
In the disco room, all the people were on the ground with their hands behind their heads. Both Krishna and Henry pointed their guns at them.
"Remember… Nobody move." Henry reminded them.
Right then, they heard a gunshot from the next room. The enforcers eyes widened in shock. The people who were being held at gunpoint, shuddered in terror. Some even fell back; their eyes filled with tears and their legs trembling.
Krishna glanced at the wall, muttering in a soft tone.
"So, shots have been fired, huh."
However, that would not be the last of the shock he would experience.
Because, right after the sound of the shot faded, he felt a sudden burst of Will. Krishna's pupils dilated, confusion and shock taking over his psyche.
'No way… this Will is at… the level of an Awakener?'