Ch: 1 PT: 2 The Eradicator's of Demise

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"Talking"
'Thinking'
"Y/N's Havoc Voice"
"Havoc Y/N"
'Havoc inside'
"Havoc Outside"
"Havoc AND Y/N"

"Where were you?"  Y/N's mom asked.

"W-What do you mean?  I left a note out for you, I went to a friends house."  Y/N said.

"A friend you say?  Have we met this friend?"  His dad asked.

"N-No, he's new here.  I met him at school.  He doesn't have that many friends so I thought we could get along."  Y/N lied.

"Really?  Where's he from?"  His mom asked.

"Eh . . . I'm not sure."  He said.

"I see.  Maybe you can give him a call, and see if we can meet up with his family, or are you lying?"  His mom said.

"W-Well, his family is usually at work, b-but if you want to visit him now, I can go give him a heads up."  Y/N said.

'What are you doing!?  There is no friend waiting there!'

'I have a plan.'  Y/N said to Havok.

"Alright, go tell your friend."  His dad said.

"Right.  I'll text you the address when we get there."  Y/N said as he ran out the door.

His parents just looked at each other for a few seconds, before asking the same thing at the same time.

"We?"

Elsewhere


"What are we gonna do?"  Y/N asked.

'Hmm, it's long shot, but it might just work.'

"What is?"  Y/N asked.

'See that house over there?'

"Yeah."  Y/N said.

'Break in, I'll deal with the rest.'

"Why does this seem like a normal thing for me to do?"  Y/N said as he went to the back of the house and prepared to kick in the door.  

'What are you doing!?'

"Breaking in."  Y/N said.

'Stealth man!  I'll do this myself!'

Havok took control over the body, and when he did, he turned himself transparent, formed his fingers into a lock pick, and got inside the house as quiet as possible.  They started walking around, until they heard talking in the back room.

"Listen man, where's the trigger?"  A Man said as he pointed a gun at a guy with glasses.

"L-Listen, materials and tech have been slow recently.  Giran is busy with bigger companies and more well known names."

"Well, we need that trigger, so how much you got?"  The Man asked.

"I-I have a dozen made."  

"A dozen batches?"  The Man asked.

"A dozen finished products."

"Right.  Kill him."  The Man said to his two goons.

'Now we act.'

"W-Wait!  Don't!"

"Greetings."  Y/N said in Havoc's voice.

"H-Huh!?  O-Open Fire!"  Boss thug said.

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