Be Enlightened Bebang, Abandon No Gale

Bebang 10 - Fifth Gravendome E.

Mrs. Penelope Edwards, of number seventy-seven, Outside Lane, ranks the present Clandestine Mistress of the Consolidates, the succeeding supreme executive official of the Consolidates, an alliance league designed by the establishment itself, The Modus Institute, headed by commander-in-chief Ulysses Edwards, running under as an authoritative league to terminate all the Ruffians-build groups. If truth be told, she was not the person you would expect to be involved in anything against the institute.

Ulysses Edwards was once a scholar of the T-Sci Division, a division preordained for the gifted scholars. He did not intend to enter the T-Sci Division, nor he planned to enter in any particular institute. After his parents died of a reason unknown to him, not knowing who they are, an old man retired of the T-Sci Division, of kind and pleasant character decided to adopt him as his son and treated him like he was his biological son. The old man died, killed by an encounter with the Ruffians at the Battle of Genesis, leaving the young 10 year old Ulysses devastated. Almost of his life was dependent of the old man, his wit, his genuine care for him and his intention to make sure that the young kid Ulysses will grow up a good man, all of this had made Ulysses wept relentlessly, living the resentment against the Ruffians, particularly to the PERSON who had killed the old man. As it is known that the Modus Institute employs a strict security against the leakage any of useful information pertaining to and in relation to the groups, division, under the Institute; to prevent and control any uprisings of the panic-stricken and most watched wanted; the Oddities and the Ruffians. It was part of the reorganization of the system, now called the Modus Institute, declared by it's dictum: 

''Excellere excellent,

periculi funditus perdere''

Unaware of the old man's last will, young Ulysses found himself an assured future, to be the predecessor of the old man, as the head of the Consolidates.

''Have you had already worked on the data?''

Max Andrews swings his chair, facing the opening of the access door bingeing up CIC Edwards.

''Not a slight chance. Been working it out all night. The security was too intact.''

''And the counter-program you made?''

''Could penetrate the security. But dangerous. Too dangerous to risk. The security program of the institute—must say it was intelligently designed. The only thing we could penetrate and stole the information from them is to automatically give back all our information. Information in exchange for information. I suppose you do not want to be pried open to the institute, letting them know that the group responsible for the external security is planning against them?''

''I am afraid that you perceive it all wrong. We are not planning anything against them.''

''Then pray I understand you! What do you wanna know about the Battle of Genesis?''

''It is the PERSON. I am looking for the person! The one who killed the old man who announced I am to be the predecessor of the Consolidates in his last will.''

''Do you know the name of the old man?''

CIC Edwards knock down wordless. He realized he does not know the name of the old man, the history of the old man, he failed to ask these informations, all he was left was the pendant given by him, engraved silver letter C. He took the silver pendant out of his pocket.

''Dad,''

''Fifth, what are you doing here—''

Two combatants, wearing the uniform of the external security, in possession of flamethrowers, passed the access door, pointing their flamethrowers to CIC Ulysses Edwards. One of them spoke: