*Next Day*
*Night Ghosters Den*
You think the world is your empire.
You like to keep bodies unburied.
You believe you're Satan's manifestation.
You're not, Robert Lightwood.
If you're Satan, then I'm the one who buries him.
Staten Island ship graveyard, today, 6:00 PM
Come alone.
~ Asmodeous Sinaga
Robert's entire body shook with rage as he threw a slanted and wobbly chair against the wall, the wooden shards flying all across the room with its intensity. "HOW DID HE FIND OUT MY REAL NAME!? HOW!?" The message was written across Tempest Dragon's torso, one of his most untouchable and unkillable ghosters. Her figure was naked with the message carved deep into the flesh, with his real name and the meeting ground and time emphasized with blood, now dried. Her head was shaved, and Cindaku's silhouette was branded into her forehead like every killing with the Keemasan Cindaku mafia. How did they manage to get to her!? How did they kill her!? She was one of his best servants.
"How is she dead, Phoenix? HOW!?" he roared, slamming his hand on the rusted, old table sitting in the centre of the room. Phoenix's whole body shook like a leaf, unable to meet Robert's gaze.
"We... we don't know, boss. She was working for Lauren, and we can't find her either, so maybe...." He trailed off and took a step back when Robert started moving towards him. Within a few steps, Robert was towering over Phoenix, grabbing his throat in a tight grip.
"B..boss.." Phoenix choked out. Robert tightened his grip but let go when Phoenix's face started turning pale.
"That bastard doesn't get to send me a message. I have a job for you, Phoenix, and if you fail, I'm going to eat you alive!"
Phoenix coughed his gut out but forced his eyes up to meet Robert's gaze when Robert fisted his jaw and yanked his head up, his cruel, strong fingers digging into Phoenix's chin.
"Track down Barong and kill him. Then send a message to that fucking Asmodeous, just the way he sent to us through Tempest Dragon. That bastard needs to know where he belongs. You have two hours!"
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*Later that day*
*Cindaku's Den*
Asmodeous' head was throbbing as he kept going through all the journals and information they had gathered on Robert, his mafia, and the child they were experimenting on. Laurel's haunting, emotionless face kept flashing before his eyes as he went through the entries she had written. Even with her death hanging over her head like a deadly sword, she didn't have a slight concern for the child she had birthed, so he saw fit to give her the same pain she was bestowing upon the child. They buried her alive instead of killing her right away.
Right now, he was sitting in his office, going through all that information so he could figure out how to kill Robert, who thinks he's untouchable and invincible. He had sent the message and was hoping that bastard would show up alone, but even if he wouldn't, he would have his members nearby to kill whoever and however they saw fit.
"ASMODEOUS!" Valreen rushed into his office, panting hard, startling him out of his thoughts.
"What Valreen? You look like -"
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