Masked

Part 1 chapter 2

You only believe in what you see, don't you,you only know of this city, where life is safe and ordinary. You think what you see is what you get......and don't even imagine what life would be otherwise.
-xxxholic

......Morning......
October 11th
SETTING: ???
The day was cold,
Bitter rain was falling like angry tears onto the weathered topes that laid on the roof,
where the hallways are abandoned, rooms are filled with hidden secrets, and windows are stained with a frigid fog that seems to slip its way into the hollows of the dwelling residence,
as the song of the day played early in the morning.

The cold temperature spread from the outside in, but it soon reached its halting point, when the only thing that seemed to heat up the rooms were the contentions, passing the chilling winds that crossed the high arc hallways, holding the most significant depictions, but no one stood there to appreciate the view.

The corridor appeared deserted and dull, until an angry stride caressed the elegant ground, walking with a bitter demeanor than the falls temperature.
........................................
Sigh
Inhale'
The boy bolts through the long hallways towards the incoming sounds.
Stopping when he finally reaches the divide between the entrance of the heat and arguments, the doors.

Bringing his hand up, he placed his palms onto front of the double doors, fingers slowly abstaining the oak, touching the intricate carvings of the ornate craftsmanship,
he took another breath in, pushing his palms against the wood, and moving the doors open.

The stone square pattern on the ceiling, to the gilt-crystal chandelier that crosses the high vaults until it reaches the flat base of the polished floor, is infront of his view.

The look of vaxe plasterers on the boy's face, as he walks at a leisurely pace, but the ones at fault were too loud, and too oblivious, to notice the boy's presence.

Speaking his first words into the ongoing feud, everyone's attention turns around with a frightful gasp.
"Hi"
No answer......

"So is someone going to explain to me what's going".

"..."

SILENCE

With the stillness in the air and the fearful emotions reaching everyone skin one person was able to answer.
"It's nothing...sire..?" The words came out more as a surprise than an answer, because the quiver in his voice left him breathless.
"..... Nothing..." The boy repeats.
Looking down, the boy speaks again, while his present moves closer to the crowd.
"Funny....It didn't seem like nothing!"  he says loudly  to emphasize his tiredness.

Watching from the corner of his eyes at everyone in the room, at how their gazes slowly turn distress, painting their view with a transgressing horror of their master.
Which curled both ends of his lips, but shut everyone else's,
turning back to the conversation, he continued.

"So you're telling me that you are all getting worked out over nothing, .....NOTHING!!"
With each word he spatted out his speed increased, as anger fuels his actions, to kick the old men in the groin.

'"SO IS ANYONE ELSE GOING TO TELL ME IT'S NOTHING!!!" he screams.

" P- p-please...relax, sire" another one spoke, wincing at the incoming glare from his master.
Looking dead into the men's eyes, and says,
"Are you telling me what to do!" the way he spoke, dimed the air in callous intent, that seemed
like a predator chewing on his prey.

''I Don't care, I Don't care how little how big this whole argument is about, you are all obliged to tell me anything I ask"

"Someone better tell me what's goin-......"

Before the boy got to finish his sentence a woman Interrupted him.

" A, you know we don't mean to disrespect you, in any way, we.. are just trying to help'' an unknown female voice speaks softly, but firmly.

Completely ignoring the women's words A continued his dispute.

"If no one can answer me I will-I will... just do it on my own"

(As) eyes were hungrily chasing everybody in the room, to use someone as his next victim.
Averting sights and eschew faces quickly turn away from the callous boy, hoping they wouldn't be in his horizon.
An evil sneer appears on (A) face when he finds what he wants.
Turning all there gazes toward the single door where a girl, barely into her teens, walks in holding an empty platter, obviously oblivious to what she is walking in.

( As) footsteps vibrate on the floor as he take a few steps closer to a frail girl, a maid who stumbles into a mess of unknown consequences, and she is right under (A's)dangerous prospect, she  whimpers with grief when realizing that he is coming towards her, she couldn't move or even deter from what's about to happen, she just waited for his next action.

Everyone knows not to interfere even with a difficult situation such as this, knowing it's safer sticking to your own life rather than helping someone else.
When the gap closes between them, a snivel escapes the shaking girl's mouth, voice so dry that she could only hear. (A) bent down to get a better look at the pale female in his view,
grinning softly at her, so close that she heard his 'delightful' sneer.

Picking up his right arm he lifts the girl from the ground by holding her neck tightly in his hand.
A gasp waves through the room, more in a cautious manner than surprised.
Hot tears stain the girls cheeks, rolling one by one out of her eyes, not able to get out of his choking hold, rasps and grants, escaping her mouth as her body yearns for release and oxygen.

Everyone just stares knowing this is not his first, or last time doing this, either be it in public, or alone where sight can't reach.

The woman from earlier had enough, she didn't want to see nor hear the girl in pain. She didn't care about the child's well being or even for herself, she just wanted to end this whole problem.

Quickly sprinting her way from others' sights, to the farthest corner of the room where a brown drawer stood in hidden, grasping the silver key from her left pocket she locked the key in and twisted it until she heard a clicking sound indicating that the drawer opened, there a single letter paper laid. Pulling her hand inside the drawer she pulled out a.piece of paper and went back to the scene.

Taking the last glance at (A) she threw the piece of paper.
Falling down the paper drifts in the air until it falls right between (As) legs.
The actions that were taken by the lady was witnessed by the whole crow, but she gave no mind to it, just turning  her back and leaving the room. 

Watching what just happened (A) pulled his head down to look at the fallen paper between his feet, still holding the grasping child. He didn't let her go, not until the woman had left the room.
Releasing the child, he grabbed the paper from the ground slowly touching the edges
as his hands become numb from the act he committed earlier. He could barely feel the paper as his fingers caressed the sides.
Looking over the paper he read.

St.Mercy facility [0ctober10th]
''Dear Mr. Valentine, we are deeply sorry to inform you that your investments are no longer needed as of today, reason being not to be discussed. Our experiment has passed away, time being; October 10th,9:02pm. If you want to discuss this state affair in details please contact as during this week