Quantum Void

Prologue

A car flew through the street blocking traffic on one side of the highway as a man clad in black and blue jumped over the car and started shooting two dual pistols. Guys dressed like mercenaries and bikers fell to the ground. When the guy realized he was out of bullets in his guns, he threw them down, formed two swords that matched his clothes, and walked up to the last guy standing. With one quick swing of one of his swords, the man's head got cut clean off his shoulders.

Woah, woah, woah author what are you doing? No one knows how we even got to this point in the first place. What? Are you shocked that I could break the 4th wall to readers? Look Deadpool isn't the only one who can break it. I mean I am partly based on the guy so it's understandable why I can. Anyways, you're probably wondering how the fuck we even got to this point, and who the fuck is who. Since that is the case, I will take you back to how this dumb shit started in the first place.

Ren walked into a bar named Mind Breaker. The bar was dark mercenaries, and criminals and assassins were everywhere you looked. When Ren walked in front of the bar, he was thrown a card that he caught between his middle and index finger. He then quickly flipped the card and looked at it. The card was black with white text that spelled out his victim's name. He then walked up to the bar and looked his friend in the eye holding up the card.

"Is it a kid or a man?" Ren's friend had a smirk on his face as he looked into Ren's eyes as well.

"Do as you see fit with the kid Ren," Ren said nothing as he stood there and smirked walking off to gather information on the kid. Due to his technical abilities, Ren gained information on the kid within just a few hours and even figured out where he lived. When he figured out all that information he went to the kid's house and stood in the shadows waiting for the kid to come home. After what felt like hours of waiting the kid finally arrived. Ren lit a cigarette and the clicking sound from the lighter made the kid look in the direction of where it came from.

"Hello, Anthony. How are you doing this fine night?" Ren's voice was low and deep as he stared at the kid.

"Who are you?"

"Answer the question." The teen was scared so much he started to stutter.

"I- I am doing f- fine sir."

"Good to hear now do you know a miss Emillie Reinheart?"

"I-I don't know anyone by that n-name." Ren knew this was an obvious lie. There was a reason as to why he was called the smartest mercenary.

However, his being the smartest one out of all of them had nothing to do with him saying that the kid was lying to him. The way the kid turned his head and avoided eye contact with Ren, including the boy's body language was an obvious giveaway. Ren could even see the boy trembling where he stood but he knew that wasn't because he was lying to him. No. Ren knew it was because of him as to why the poor boy was trembling where he stood. Let's just say Ren had his reasons for torturing kids like him.

The tall young man took one more puff of his cigarette and then flicked it somewhere in the room. The man then did nothing but laugh as he suddenly grabbed the boy and pinned him against the wall holding a knife to his throat.

"You chose the hard way it seems.  Now look here boy you better off just tell me the truth because if you don't you'll die.  Understand me." Ren was smirking as he said the boy would die.

"Okay, okay! I know her!" The boy screamed as if someone was gonna come and help him. 

There was a reason why he held his knife up to the kid's neck.  It wasn't to just get a confession out of him but it was to also satisfy his desire to see a fear-struck kid in front of him.  It was also because he knew that no one would come to his rescue.  As to why that is, is because his neighbors and the people outside labeled him a madman.