Euonymous : Code SOB

Prologue : 2

2:25 PM

I entered the living room. Sighing as I breathed the welcoming scent of the home that has sheltered me for years now.
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"Well look who decided to show up at this hour." A middle-aged man's voice said.
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I looked around to see a man near his thirties in a flannel jacket and pants, holding a book.
Quite a normal look for someone who is a right hand man.
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"Hello Vad. I just went out to enjoy cozy old Bovhentof, you know." I declared to him.
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He rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say."
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"Well you better hurry then Daun, Mirk's been waiting." Ali suddenly said behind me. I just nodded and went downstairs to the covert.
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"You called, Mir?" I said, using the nickname we call him. Honestly, who would name their child Mirk? It's  so close to murk. But I didn't say anything, I did not want to be judo-flipped into whatever afterlife there is.
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Entering the covert. It was hidden below the basement floor.  And this is where we hold our meetings and missions.
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Mirk was about thirty years old. And his beard was cut frequently too. Making him look like he was only in his thirties.
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"Ah yes Daun, come in. Vad you come in too." He said.
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This isn't my first time receiving a mission alone but I couldn't help but feel my hands sweat for what Mir is about to say.
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The room had a big table in the shape of a circle. Each chair had our symbols on it. Mine was next to Vad's. And ofcourse, Mirk had his own chair. Though it was slightly bigger than ours.
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"Take a seat, Daun." Vad said, making me come out of my reverie.
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I hastily took a seat and faced Mir. I also tried to stop my hands from sweating by holding the folds of my t-shirt. The fabric getting damp from the frequent motion of me rubbing my sweaty hands against it.
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"Daun, we have a new mission for you."
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I gulped. But it was hardly noticed.
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Breathe, Daun. Breathe.
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"Alright, what's the mission about?"
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Mirk looked at me with keen eyes. "Your mission will be held at Delta Street, in a building called Jinx's Hall." He said, handing me a folder which contained all the information I needed.
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"It's a masquerade ball." Vad added with a blank face, devoid of emotions so unlike the person who welcomes me home with a cheeky smile.
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Goodness gracious, a ball? What's the target then? A politician? An artist? I schooled my face into a blank mask.
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"And your job, is to attend the ball," Mir looked at me, and it felt like he was looking at my soul. My very being.
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I took a deep breath as I prepared for the next words.
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We can help you, teach and nurture
you to become vicious.
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"And kill the ones in blue masks."
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Why don't you guys guess what are their full names are and what they mean?

I'm curious about what you guys could come up with :)

Anyways, see you on the first chapter of Euonymous: Code SOB!!♡♡