For The World To See| RD

Chapter 6.2

"Fine, have Zack returned to his containment cell." Ordered Cupid to the guard standing next to the door.

"I'll tell you her weakness." He blurted out. "If you answer one question for me I'll tell you her weakness." Zack sounded desperate, like he knew something more.

Raising Cupid's suspicion slightly she went in for the kill.

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Toddling down the sharp slope the pair saw bushes move, wide eyes terrified of the unknown thing that lurked. A chill rain up their spine and with their throats clogged with fear that now claimed their blood. A person lathered in black and blood then they saw the ears of wolves, the mask and the hood of night. It's weak steps to arrive at the water edge before collapsing. Crossing over to the other side the boys looked petrified at the knelt person sitting on her legs. Daring one another to make a move before one of them finally came forward.

"Needin to rest a bit? Lookin like a waterlogged rat.What's your name?"

"I'm called Mockingbird, what is you and your brother called?"

"I'm Sam and he's Fryer. We're brothers."

"Do you mind if I ask where I could stay for an hour or two? Just until I rest and get some energy back. Why are you two out here all alone playing with a gun?"

"Our daddy's off n working till dark. You could stay at our house!" Said Fryer

Getting up she followed the boys to their little cabin not far from the river.

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"Yesterday there have been many reports of the fight that broke out in the first ward in uptown Charlotte. The hidden disease that our Mockingbird has called the Blood King. Stay tuned for the head of the police department to speak about their next steps."

"This Mockingbird or whoever she is hide beneath a mask just like the Blood King. How can we be sure that she's not really the bad guy here? Why hide your identity if you have nothing to hide? Why doesn't she have any records to begin with?"

"I believe if you try to get people out of the way of a super villain that classifies you as a hero."

"A hero that can get a hole through some vital organs and still be alive? I think heroes don't always appear to be heroes, nor villains like villanelle. We don't know officially why she dose anything or what she fight for. All the people know is that she saved a couple, beat a guy up and ran."

"We need some sort of system put in place for these powered individuals to keep all of us safe. A growing numbered of enhanced individuals means there's a lot of grey area between right and wrong."

"What could the police really do in this situation? They are not equipped to handle these types of threats."

"Mockingbird dealt minimal damage to anything compared to Blood King who destroyed multiple city blocks. She is aware of everything, even so I certainly wouldn't want to be on the other end."

"The questions still remains, how long have these people had powers? How were they able to hide for so long? And why now? What forced these people to come out of the shadows a-"

Switching off the tv Crome put down the remote. Scarlet still hadn't returned to her old, blissful self, still suffocating under reality. Auto was sleeping, it was 2:65 A.M, he couldn't. It had been a week since Mockingbird was last seen and it ate away at him. The news didn't help. Nothing helped.

It was all just an act. He wanted her to be remembered as a hero, selflessly defending the people and had an honorable death in battle. It's how anyone like her would want to go. Now, she would die as a rouge, feral monster.

Such a shame but it must be done.

Luckily, Phantom had two very special projects from one of their facilities. Two boys that had gifts designed to bring down even the most wildest of experiments with ease.

Monsters kill Monsters.

382, the devil's left hand, shall die by Phantom's own Izo brothers or better known as the Fang brothers.