December 17, 2023
7:31 AM
Manhattan, New York City, New York
Bloomington woke up in the middle of his apartment to hear a knock on his door. He slept in a comfortable bed. It was comfortable for a cheap apartment, at least. Bloomington lay in bed, thinking it was part of a dream or something. But it wasn't.
"Bloomington, it's Xavier and Clover! Wake up, and open up!" He heard Xavier yell.
Bloomington raised his head up before efforting as he got up. He raised his slouched spine and waddled out of bed.
"I'm comin'!" Bloomington yelled.
He came up to the door before opening it swiftly.
"Hey." Xavier spoke.
"What? It's 7 o'clock!" Bloomington yelled.
Xavier immediately swung his fist at Bloomington as they both fell into the apartment hallway. Clover lunged into the hallway of the room and slammed the door behind her.
"Hey! what the--"
Xavier pushed Bloomington as he fell onto his counter. Bloomington tried to open his eyes as Xavier pulled out his pistol.
"Xavier! What the hell!?" Bloomington yelled.
Clover watched, not knowing how to react.
"Do you know Ivailo Daniell!?" Xavier yelled demandingly.
"Yes!" Bloomington yelled.
"Who... is he!? He is connected to Misho! Misho is friends with Pickering!"
"I-- He-- I... fucking... I've been transferring contracts again... with... with them!"
"You fat fuck..." Xavier muttered angrily.
Xavier used only half of his strength to slam the handle of his pistol into Bloomington's head.
"Agh!"
Bloomington tried to crawl into the kitchen.
"Don't you fucking kill me! All these years... and you want to end it in Manhattan!?" Bloomington yelled.
Bloomington helped himself up on his counter.
"I need you... to just... stop! Just don't fucking contract!" Xavier yelled.
Clover stared at Xavier and he stared back. He realized how bad his situation looked, but he didn't care. As soon as he looked back, he saw Bloomington reaching for his knife block. He pulled out a gigantic kitchen knife before swiping it at Xavier. It landed and plunged into the counter.
It had grazed Xavier, mainly on his forearm, but he didn't even seem to notice. Xavier grabbed the handle of the knife and ripped it out.
"Listen... I... he told me information!" Bloomington yelled.
Xavier looked less angry; "Go on."
"So... he... I knew they had some connection so I went to them. I asked for any information in exchange of being a contractor. I had a feeling you would eventually murder them all." Bloomington explained.
"What is the fucking information?"
"Okay... so... you know the club just south of Manhattan... Enigma Nights? Well... he... frequents that place. Maybe you could sneak up on him. It could cause a panic but whatever. He told me that he doesn't have that big of a gang. It is big, but not as big as you'd expect, y'know? It's not that useful but I feel that it could help."
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Remember Who I Am
AcciónThey ruined his life. Now he'll take theirs. After his mother is killed and his father commits suicide as a result, Xavier trains for years and years in hope to find a lead. These prayers are answered when, after meeting a contractor and a younger...
