The Dark Soulslayer

2. Knight, Maximus

I yawned and turned over on my other side. I looked at the clock on my desk. It was already 11:22. Damn. I slept a little late. I had been out late hunting. I came home with a little blood on my clothes and in my hair. I'm used to it now but it's still gross.
I got out of bed and got some clean clothes.
My room is relatively small. Just a bed, a desk, a closet, and the door. All that left a little cramped floor space but I learned to live with it. To tell the truth, for a 14 year old, I'm a little shorter than average guys my age standing at 5 feet 4 inches. So a small room like mine, I can live with it.
I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. I turned the water to its hottest and showered. I hated water, and the only way I would shower is if the water was super hot. I dressed in a black sleeveless shirt and black jeans. I looked in the mirror and stared at myself. I'm not the most handsome guy around I'll admit but I look okay. I got slightly tan skin and a slim, muscular body and a bit of a round face and slightly long spiky black hair. But the thing that really sets me apart from other people is my natural "abnormalities." I've always had a few sharp teeth and my gigantic appetite. Also, I've always had a gold streak in my dark hair, right in the middle ever since I first had hair. The color of my eyes was a bright gold with the pupils of a cat. Though, none of that is the strangest thing about me.
I left the bathroom after brushing my teeth into the hallway. The huge, silent, metal hallway. Another strange thing about me is where I live. My home is a hidden bunker with 3 floors, the ground floor and two underground. I'm on the first underground floor.
On this one, there's my room, two bathrooms, three more bedrooms, and an elevator on one end of the corridor to the other floors. The ground floor is like the interior of a normal house. A kitchen, a living room, a laundry room, and the front doors. The only thing different about it from other homes is we have camoflauged one way windows so we can see outside but people can't see the glass and the two iron double doors that are our front doors, also camoflauged.
When I said hidden bunker, I meant it. There's only a handful of people that know about this place. Why? Because I'm here. This place was made to be my prison. Built near a small town to keep me away from most people. Because I am "dangerous" to them. Who is them? The Crusaders.
The Crusaders are a secret global organization that protect people from the real dangers on this Earth. To them, I'm one of those dangers.

I went upstairs for breakfast and saw the only other person living here on his laptop. I went to the kitchen and got some cereal, bacon and eggs, sausage, oatmeal and orange juice. I sat on the couch and turned on the tv. I glanced at him and thought, He's probably checking the security again. That guy is my mentor and somewhat father figure, Leon.
He's been with me since I came here. I don't really trust or like the Crusaders that much. He was the first Crusader I met and the one that volunteered to take me in while the others wanted me to be dead. He was given the order to look after me. So basically, if this is my prison then he's my warden. But I trust him nevertheless.
He got sent away from his two kids for choosing to come here. He knew it would happen and he still chose this rather than my head in a basket. For that, I treat him as family. He does the same.
As my "warden," Leon is always cautious about people getting too close to this place. He's an okay guy though. He's one of the Crusader's best fighters. He's in his late 30s and has dark brown hair and has a strong form. His reputation does not lie about being a great shot with almost any gun. Not bad with a blade either and strong in hand-to-hand combat. The perfect teacher for me and he has been for the past years.
I finished my breakfast and looked at him, "So, I've been wanting to ask you something"
"The answer is no." he looked at me. "You don't know what I was gonna ask." I argued. "You were gonna ask to go out into town. I'm not letting you after that fight." he said, like I'm a grounded kid. "That guy was asking for it and that was a week ago," I protested, "Come on Leon. I just wanna go to the library." He sighed and nodded, "Alright. You better be back before 3. Or you'll get extra training exercises." I grinned and jumped over the couch. I washed my dishes quickly and get my jacket on. "Thanks Leon!" I called before slipping out the door.