Hunt for Bounty

Drago was just about to follow itami, suddenly his face changed; literally, a black pattern covered half of his face, just as he caught an invisible object. He leaped and kicked sending an invisible man into a building. From the pain the man accidentally revealed himself, he was large and muscular, and he was in his mid –forties and was holding a large sword. The man looked in fear as Leo slowly walked towards him, “he’s mine,” he said in a very angry manner.

“What’s wrong with you,” Drago said to the man, “TELL ME!! You promised me to leave crime, I even found you a job, and now I see you here back where you started!” his eyes narrowed as a claw made of dense lighting covered his arm.

The man started to cry, “my-my wife is sick with a rare disease and…and the medication…” he kept saying excuses. Drago lifted his arm and hesitated, maybe he was telling the truth, and he didn’t want to make his children orphans because of him.
Drago looked at the man, “I warned you once…” he put down his claw, “make this a second and last time,” he started walking back to the man hole. The man suddenly jumped and slashed his sword at him Drago caught it with his claw and smashed it into pieces, without even looking. Leo pieced that man’s chest with his claw causing a light show of electricity coming out of the man. When the claw’s duration ended a cooked corpse fell to the ground. Drago spat on him, and walked away.

He then jumped into the man hole landing on his feet, “tell me, how do you know he is here? Do you have anyone spying for you or snitches?” he asked as if nothing happened in the surface.

Drago listened to itami when he said “And the boy betrays his morals, yet again. Tell me, how many of your so-called values do you really honor? Or, are they merely in place to impress passerby, and allow you to keep the label of Anti-Hero you’ve so obviously been striving for? Were you not driven to screaming, by the mere SIGHT of a corpse, not fifteen minutes ago? And yet, now you appear to shrug it off, as if it were nothing. It’s obvious that you think of me as cruel, and yet you appear to be attempting to outclass me. One wonders, who is the true villain in this picture?, he then replied, “He tired killing me what else should I do, and didn’t you say they’ll just keep coming if you let them go.”

He listened to what Itami answered, then replied, “Well I could blow the door open, or melt it.” He said walking with him, he sighed, “you know I did that to scare the other away right? There were other hidden enemies and to save us the trouble of fighting them,” a tear fell down his face that he quickly wiped off. “ I don’t like killing people but I gave that guy way too many chance, most of the time I pretended not to notice him, I gave him one major warning, then this.” He said to himself, “but what should I do die before reaching my goal.” He spoke to himself, forgetting Itami was next to him.

He kept walking suddenly fell to his knees, took out a blade and stabbed his hand in which he killed the manmultiple times to the extent it was bleeding heavily, “damn his arm,” he said as he kept stabbing it.

The boy offered up a sob-story of his own, as reasoning for killing the man. Fool. His men were trained not to attack unless attacked first- nor did they stay their hands out of fear. Besides, they weren’t there on the man’s behalf- they were there on Itami’s. His own special stealth unit, designed to gather information from a close distance. The boy would not be allowed that information, however. That is, on the off chance that Itami had the chance to tell him. The boy lost all composure, and began violently sobbing on the ground, stabbing his arm, and saying something about it. The boy was obviously not stable, and a danger to himself. Itami ultimately decided to put an end to this danger.

He deigned not to kill him, though he would use his usual method of control. He reached out his palm, temporarily blocking the blood flow to Drago’s brain. Now, he did not do this long enough to kill him, but long enough to make him pass out. With the boy asleep, he bent the boy’s blood, so that it no longer seeped out of his wounds. With the bleeding stopped, Itami bandaged up the stab wounds, and brought the boy to an inn. He paid the fee for a room, and left a note in the boy’s pocket, which gave instructions on where to meet Itami, for training. In the end, Itami decided that the boy would be allowed to join, if he wanted to, as long as he could get his flaring emotions under control. Perhaps he COULD be useful- in his own way. Only time would tell.

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