VENGEANCE [Being Rewritten]

Cold Eyes (TW: blood, weapons, mentions of trafficking)

(Non-descriptive mention of SA)

His job was not very normal in terms of a part-time job for a teenager.

The pink haired 16-year old walked down the brightly lit but empty hallway. Occasionally stepping over the bodies of nearly a dozen grown men. Inwardly he wondered if any would live to see the next morning. Though it's not like he actually cared. Even if they did, it wasn't likely that they'd remember what happened. He made sure of it.

Finally he happened upon the room which contained what he came for. Inwardly he cringed at the thought of what he'd find. His shoe stuck to the floor, he didn't look but he assumed it was due to the semi-dried blood staining the hall.

"Ugh, disgusting"

Saiki pried a loaded gun from the hands of the half-dead man on the ground.

Confidently walking down the hall expressionless as the remaining men stared with their weapons aimed at him. Clearly none of them knew what to do. Their minds raced, trying to come up with reasons why their bullets didn't pass through his skin. Especially when he plucked a bullet directly from the air as it flew toward him. Saiki stalked toward them as they frantically fired. Like how a lion stalks toward its prey.

Bang

And now they were no more.

Saiki grimaced at the blood that splattered on him. His pale hand came up to his face to wipe off the small amount of blood that got on his face. He didn't bother using his powers to get rid of the blood on his clothes, he'd be rid of them anyway.

He could steal or just buy more. Since he was on a mission, what he wore differed from his usual light colored clothing since he didn't want to ruin his clothes. He wore a pair of very durable black jeans, black combat boots, a black shirt and a black leather jacket. Said jacket was specifically bought because of the amount of hidden pockets it had. Perfect for hiding weapons in his jacket. Saiki reached into his pocket, pulling out a blue and pink lollipop. He unwrapped it, sticking the sweet into his mouth before walking in. He dropped the wrapper on the ground, letting it land somewhere he didn't see.

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Teruhashi was upset.

Today she'd even bothered to put makeup on because she was going to ask Saiki to go to a cafe with her. Only to find out that he didn't seem to be at school. Sometimes she wished she had the power to know exactly what was going to happen everyday.

"Do any of you know where Saiki-kun is?"

"No, he's not here today"

"That's weird... he never misses school"

"I know.. I'm thinking of going to his house and checking on him later"

"That seems like a good idea"

Teruhashi decided to infiltrate Kuboyasu's plan of checking on Saiki. Of course it would seem weird if the perfect pretty girl wasn't worried for her friend. Right?

It was totally normal for her to want to tag along.

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Saiki couldn't tell if the moment he walked into the ring-leader's 'private chambers' was good timing or not. On one had he didn't want to see whatever the man was going to do but he also had to do his job.

His job was not for the faint of heart.

Saiki was given the job of tracking down the leader of a trafficking ring for some rich man and his wife. Saiki didn't care to remember their names as it's unlikely he'd see them again. Their reason for wanting him to track them down was that their daughter had been kidnapped by one of the leaders goons. Obviously, no parent would want their child put through something like that. Which is where Saiki comes in, it was his job to get the daughter back but taking out the whole ring was a bonus thing for him to do. He wouldn't be paid for doing so but it felt good to let out his frustrations... even in barbaric ways such as this.