The Depths of the Shallows

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"And I always wondered how the hell are you losing grip of your city? You can't even hold a fucking stick." the captive said smiling.

"But you still want your teeth, eh?" the interrogator answered swinging back his bat and slamming it on the captive's face.

"Alright, just calm d-"

"-Where is it hidden ?"

"You know, for someone as smart as Kane Hendricks, it's a really stupid move to keep all this shit in a file, he should have burned it."

"I don't want your bloody opinion, I want a location."

The captive paused a moment to catch his breath.

"Go to my apartment, next to the bed you'll find a small table, in the first drawer there's a picture." he said.

"And ?"

"It's your mother's, take it, I'm tired of seeing her ugly a-"

The interrogator, angrily, hit him again.

The interrogation was taking place in one of Hendricks' many warehouses. Outside, a car parked and a tall, bearded man wearing a hat, climbed out of it.

He held a cane which had a well known sound of hitting against the ground among the people.

The interrogator and his captive paused as they heard the sound of the cane approaching, announcing its holder.

"A man who holds hatred is not intrigued by the violence of his enemies, Ismail." The bearded man said while closing the door.

"Sorry, Mr. Hendricks, I'll be done with it in second."

"Your conventional methods are, well, conventional. There is no point in resuming this process, I'm afraid I have to take this matter into my own hands, or rather Luca's hands." Hendricks said as the door opened, a tattooed man stepped inside.

"Sir," Luca said awaiting his orders.

"Bring me the file, and you ismail, come with me, for there are other important errands for you to run." Hendricks exited followed by Ismail.

"Nice tats." the captive said but he didn't receive a reply.

He watched as his new interrogator took off his jacket and turned around showing his red-glowing hands.

"Oh no." the captive said as he began to feel his chest heating, he found a glowing circle where he felt the pain.

*****

Ismail paused for a moment when he heard painful screams from inside the warehouse, but he ignored it and got into his employer's car.

"Sir, this Luca doesn't seem to be doing this for the sake of anything but his own pleasure, he uses this whole file thing to hide the fact that he actually enjoys it." Ismail said.

"He's not hiding anything, I already know, but such a wicked nature is perfect for our line of work."

"So much for that 'enhanced are still humans' bullshit."

"Oh but it isn't, my child, it isn't bullshit. The problem is within Luca himself, the rage and violence inside him, the lust for blood, not his abilities. You see, he's a demon, and make no mistake, you are in hell."

Ismail was startled by the revelation but deep down he already knew that place was not a cheerful one.

"So welcome.. welcome to the hell we call The Shallows."