Peace Of Life

Chapter 3

The rest of the afternoon was mostly planning out how this recon mission was going to plan out, though Daniel had an uneasy feeling about the whole plan but he brushed it off as a mission jitter, after all he hadn't been on patrol mission since High School.

When the plan was well discussed and ironed out that left the rest of the evening to do whatever they wanted, Laurel, Tommy and Lucas decided to take this time to catch up and relax, Andrew wanted to brush up on some research, and Jason wanted to start unpacking most of his new inventions.

Daniel on the other hand wanted some alone time to himself, he walked along the grey hallway to the third to last door, it's matt white paint still unchanged, it's handle still glimmered a copper gold, how somethings never change after college.

He turned the door knob as silently as he could, he didn't want to disturb Andrew or Jason, they're terrifying when they get pissed off. As the door opened he took notice of his unchanged room, The walls painted with a sky blue coat of paint, his bed was set neatly in the back corner of the room, a black and blue cover draping over the bed with fluffy white pillows set neatly on the head of the bed, a hardwood desk set sideways against the wall with a small journal on top of the surface, and a black dresser placed nearby the bed with a few different photos set neatly on top of it.

He closed the door behind him as he walked into his room, the curtain covered the window that gave the room a dark like aesthetic, he smiled at his teenaged room, he generally missed it when he was in college. Daniel walked over to his carefully fixed bed and flopped down onto it, face first into the pillows.

Daniel debated whether or not to take a nap before the night patrol mission, and since he can't stay awake as long as the rest of the group a quick nap would do him some good so he doesn't fall asleep on the mission and get murdered on the streets, yeah that might be a bit of a bad thing if he got killed on the streets, after all it was never safe to be outside at night.

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His mind wondered into a deep slumber as a dark street came slowly into view, a light rain showered the street, the sky was a dark grey, preparing the world below for the rain to come. His mind wandered as he pulled his hood up and over his face, he mostly gazed down at the sidewalk's pavement covered in rain.

He took glances upwards when he needed to turn to a different street, with ever turn he took he went further and further away from home, he had no idea why but he needed to find a particular street, a particular alleyway.

He continued walking at a fast pace that steadily turned into a fast run, at this point nothing mattered, it didn't matter how wet his hair got, it didn't matter how much rain got in his eyes, it didn't matter how ruined his clothes and makeup got, he just needed to get there in time.

He looked up at the next street sign, though his eyes were being frantically hit with raindrops he could make out one word of the sign, Meadows. He found it, he actually found it. He slowed his pace as an alleyway came into his blurry view, he retreated to the sides of the wall as he peaked around the corner.

What he saw made his eyes tear up in the rain, he saw the bodies of two, their necks sliced as a bright crimson blood poured out onto the street floor. And he saw him, his hair a bright white as he remembered him the first time he saw him, he towered over a kid in the alley, he was terrified of the man in front of him, his twin blades in hand and the blood of the men.

He wanted step closer but something fell from a stack of nearby boxes, he though noticed a spec of green but he didn't see it again so he shrugged it off. The whited haired man snapped his attention from the boy to the boxes and then to entrance to the street, The man cursed to himself and ran to the nearby fire escape and climbed up it with fast efficacy as if lives were at stake.