Hunted Guy

Prologue

30 minutes earlier...

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* the sound of the digital alarm clock beeping, disturbing the silence of a mass, dark room. "Ugh... another same and boring day," said the man with his half-open eyes still heavy with sleep. His voice was hoarse and half-awake. He pressed the dismiss button on his alarm clock. He approached the window and  flip the tightly-drawn, revealing a vast, infinite numbers of star laid in front of him. He placed his right hand on his chest while staring at the pitch black space. It reminds him to himself, how empty he used to be. It felt like he has been dead inside for too long. He sat on the edge of his bed for a while, thinking what he should do for today. Although it's a brand new day, everything feels the same to him. He decided to pay a visit at his older brother office after he finished bathing. He swiftly grabbed his towel and entered his bathroom. The indistinct sound of splashing water in the bathroom was heard through the silent room.

A few moments later... he got out from the bathroom with one towel wrapped on his waist, exposing his chest and abdominal muscle. He opened his wardrobe while rubbing his hair with another towel. Everything seemed to be folded and arranged neatly. He had changed into his usual clothes; round neck T-shirt black with dark blue denim jeans and black/red contrast leather hood long coat. He took out a pair of black ankle boots from his shoe rack and exited his room. The indistinct chattering across the hallway stopped all of sudden after seeing him stepped out from his room. He turned, facing them and said coldly, "What are you looking at? Don't you have anything to do apart from gossiping?" All of them didn't dare to say anything. "Okay, folks... get back to work before he explode his own head," suddenly one of the members spoke. After everybody has dismissed, a man dressed in gothic clothing, mostly black in color, wearing tight jeans, white socks, tanks and chains with a mechanical sword stripped behind his back approached him. 

"I don't need your 'help', Silver," he said towards the guy annoyingly. "(Scoff) you really should stop pissed off people's feelings with that filthy mouth of yours, John," Silver said, mocking him casually. Without saying anything, John walked away from Silver before he lost his patience with that guy. Silver's corner lips curled up a bit as he saw John's reaction. He knows that guy was pissed off by his words just now. "You know... if you stayed like this, remain unchanged. I pretty sure you will end up dying along in future," he continued, sarcastic tone. John stopped and tilted his head at Silver. He smirked and scoffed as it was the funniest thing he has ever heard. "So, what? Like hell I care... and also, it has nothing to do with you," he replied. His words were sharp as razor, directing it at Silver. Noticing the absence of Silver's respond, John continued walking, leaving Silver in  angry. "Tch... arroggant," Silver said, annoyingly. 

Later, John stopped for a while, staring at the Earth from the HQ. Suddenly, an image of a certain person appeared in his mind. "I wonder what is that idiot doing right now..." he thought to himself. He then noticed a huge portal appeared at the left side of the Earth, followed by other portals appeared around it. He approached the wide window, to see it clearer. "Is that a space ship?" he said, in a low voice. Another huge space ship passing by the HQ, shadowing their HQ. Luckily, their HQ can't be seen by naked eyes. So, they remained stay hidden. Without wasting his time, he hustled his footsteps to his older brother's office to report it. He took a right turn at the end of the passageway and stopped in front of a huge, thick metallic door. His older brother's name, Alex emitted on that door. John put his left hand on the hand scanner and entered the room as soon as the door opened.  

Inside the room, there's a slim fit man with 1.80 meter tall who was standing gracefully at the middle of the room. He seemed to be in the middle of the conversations until he didn't notice that John has entered his room. He's wearing  blue and black short-sleeved sweater covering long-sleeved white shirt with black pants. John didn't want to interrupt Alex, so he decided to take a sit at Alex's chair. He leaned against the chair, putting his legs on the Alex's desk while listening to the conversations. It seemed Alex was having a discussion with the Presidents from other countries on the Earth through the hologram. It seemed they already know about the space ships. "Don't you have any manners, John?" suddenly one of the presidents, Mr. Cormack sounded him. Mr. Cormack is the president and also founder of their organizations. The discussions stopped as soon as they heard Mr. Cormack sounded John, causing everyone to shift their attentions at John. To break the awkwardness, Alex casually asked John, "How long have you been here?" Ignoring their stares, John answered his brother, "About 5 minutes ago." Mr. Cormack becomes annoyed with John as he acted like he did nothing wrong. "Since you're here, why don't you give suggestions about what we should do next," Alex replied, asking for his opinions. John know that Alex wouldn't ask for his opinion unless he was stressed out with his overloaded work. "I recommend to use all the assets that we have in this HQ to prevent them from landing on Earth. They just got here and we still have the chance to wipe out all of them without risking people life on the Earth," John said, in a confident tone.