The Greyblood Legacy

One Truth, Too Many Lies

Those files were wrong.
- Mason Meiyo

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The room was completely still. All guns were targeted on the trio in the middle of the room. One move, and they'd be wiped clean from existence.

"Hmmm," Tanner cleared his throat, his voice breaking the tense silence. "Gentlemen, I see we find ourselves in quite the situation."

Mason, who was stood in front of the younger boy, gave Tanner a sharp look, his stony expression clearly telling him to shut up. Tanner acknowledged him, but instead of zipping his lips, he asked, "Say, Mr. Meiyo, on your way in, didn't you see a notice of some kind saying it was Picture Day today?"

What in the world are you talking about? Mason thought, his expression shifting into a look of confusion. However, before he could voice anything, Tanner quickly turned away, and pulled out his camera.

Click!

A bright flash of light came from the camera, blinding the agent in front of Tanner. The agent let out a shocked yell, covering his face in pain. Distracted, Tanner gave him a swift kick, knocking him cold to the floor. After that, the whole room erupted into a battlefield.

Tanner ran into action, any agent that came his way dropping before him like flies. Mason also fought, his skills of combat proving to be lethal. The boy, who had no experience of fighting whatsoever, tried to keep away, but was forced back into a corner by two agents at gunpoint.

"Oh, for the love of my-," Mason knocked out an agent, his sight suddenly catching the young boy in the corner. Not thinking twice, he ran over, yelling, "Why don't you pick on someone your own size, bastards!"

The boy watched in terrified awe as Mason threw a punch at one of the agents, knocking him out dead. The other agent raised his gun, but was then kicked aside by the sudden appearance of Tanner.

"You know, we didn't bring you along to just stand around like a deer in headlights, kid." Tanner said, panting heavily. He tossed him the camera, telling him, "Get some smiles, boy."

The boy didn't need to be told twice. As Mason and Tanner went back to fighting, he cautiously surveyed the disarrayed room. However, another agent caught sight of him first, and started for his direction. Seeing the incoming agent, he raised the camera and clicked.

The agent went down, the flash blinding him. Another flash made him still. The boy nodded, laughing. "Oh, am I going to have fun with this."

The boy ran around the room, clicking the camera at anyone that crossed his path. "You look lovely, darling!" Click! Another agent went down. "Great pose, don't move! Perfect!" Click! Another. "Smile!" Click! Another. "Don't pout! That'll ruin the picture!" Click! Click! Click!

The room, after about a few more minutes, went completely dead. One more picture was taken, one more kick delivered, and one last fist was thrown before all the agents were silent and still. In the middle of the room, Tanner, Mason, and the boy stood tall, adrenaline pulsing through their blood, surveying the damage they had done.

"That. Was. AWESOME!" The boy cried out, looking between the two men. "You guys know how to kick some ass!"

"Thanks, kid." Mason said.

"The name's Zinc."

Tanner gave the boy a look. "Zinc?"

"Yes, sir."

Tanner gave him a small smile. "Well, Zinc. I can't wait to see all the pictures you've taken."

Zinc smiled back, looked down at the camera, then back up at Tanner. "Oh, I'm sure you're going to love them."