Hermes

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Hermes Jabami POV

Everyone left my old bedroom, and just let me iron my suit. Tomorrow I have to go after Van Dijk, and kill him for the things he is trying to do. The king isn't doing anything about these surprised killings because crime doesn't spike. Amsterdam is relatively pretty good, but there are times where it isn't. The most crimes would be theft to be honest. So many bikes end up in the Amsterdam canal which has tons of bikes in it.

(A/N... It deadass do. Being in this quarantine I watched everything on YouTube and I ended up watching a guy with a big ass magnet pull bikes out of they canal, river, whatever in Amsterdam. Shits crazy.)

I pulled the steamer out to knock the wrinkles out of my suit jacket, and the iron board and iron. I heard the door open seeing Yumeko coming back into the room. She closed the door gently, then walked over to me. I see her eyes have turned into a pastel pink signaling that Rose is now out.

"Well, well, little Rose is out. Wanted to have some fun for a few days." I said. She flipped her hair to the side.

"Maybe." She sat on the bed. "So Hermes, how are you going about the Van Dijk situation?"

I hung up my slacks with my now wrinkled free jacket and pulled out my black button down.

"Kill everybody. Mainly get a large group of people with me, head to his warehouse, and you know the rest." I heard her let out a little chuckle.

"Well,I already started on it. I'm supposed to meet him there. Maybe you all can kill everyone and I'll let you finish him off. The room or his office is sound proof. I don't know how but you can't hear anything from the outside. He has some type of intercom system in there."she said. He must be one special person to have the outside of his office sound proof. Special as in stupid.

"Some people don't know the meaning of being faithful." I stopped ironing and walked over to her. I placed my finger under her chin and made her look up at me. "My little Rose is always a few steps ahead of me."

"Of course, someone has to keep you from getting killed."

"No one has ever come close to it, not even the Russians. I must go and check on Korin, your cousin Mohammed should be coming over with his kids. They will keep Korin company for the next few days." Yes Mohammed has children, all of them have kids actually.

Regardless of how dangerous our work is , we are safe, well except me. I like to take risks, and I enjoy it.

Time Stamp: Amsterdam, Netherlands. Day after Thanksgiving. Mission for Van Dijk

Fourth Wall Break

Okay before I go deeper into the story here is a little background before shit gets bloody. When I met Daxx and Mohamed, they saw something in me. Or some shit I don't know. In a way, the family overall is great. They are really nice, but they can be mad evil. So one day, I was with Daxx's sister, Sera, and some guys broke inside the house. That's when my split persona Hermes came out. The whole white eyes and everything. Forgetting that their house had a camera damn near everywhere, I started fighting everyone. It went to the point I held a man that was maybe 6'3, 254 pound give or take by the throat in the air, and threw him out a third story window. After that event happened, they instantly trained me in guns, fighting, and a bunch of stuff. I wanted to do it, and that's why my family isn't involved with the things I do. They respected that and treated my family like they are an extension to theirs. Nobody, but my family have been extremely close to the Jabami's.

Now back to the carnage.

It's funny how I'm wearing a custom black Tom Ford suit that cost up to 20 thousand dollars to make with a Corthay wine color shoe that goes from a deep red to black. I better not get a drip of blood on anything, but like that would ever happen.