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Prologue:Dark and cold, as always. But he was used to it, especially during their undesired encounters. But he didn't had a choice. At least, not a voluntary one. This particular one was pretty annoying, as he was forced to go to an abandoned beatdown apartment building that seemed to have been destroyed by a fire as everything was burned up. There was a bunch of porcelain lizards lying around and there was a green lizard painted on a door there. He kicked the door open and sat down on a chair that was in the middle of room in front of table and waited.It's so entirely obvious now. He thought in frustration. I was being manipulated by that nameless demon scourge from beyond our plane of existence, who spoke to me in my own voice, letting me believe that I was hearing my own conscience. The one waiting inside the burned up apartment was a boy around his mid to late teens, with fair skin, unkept medium length black hair and dark gray eyes. He was wearing a black leather trench coat, a black muscle shirt, black punk pants and black gothic boots. He was also wearing black fingerless leather gloves and a silver cross on his neck.As he sat there, he reached inside his coat and pulled out a gun. An SIG P210 handgun to be more precise. Though, it would probably not help.He honestly just wanted to get this over with in order to get out of the rain. As it was raining heavily outside. He was tired, hungry and hasn't showered in two days. All because he was stuck in that damn city for the time being.Why he was there? Well..."Finally." The one sitting on the chair spoke as soon as he saw someone on the door."I apologize for my lateness." Standing on the door, was a man, wearing a long coat with a hood covering his face. "You have grown quite a bit since the last time I saw you, Carl." The nameless man, was mainly called the Oracle. Apparently, he belongs to an ancient Mayan civilization and now serves the Orange Clan."It's Carlos to you." He replied with hostility. "Spare me of any small talk and just tell me what you want?" He ordered him."I'll be brief if that's what you desire." The hooded man told him. "I need you to find someone.""I assume that this someone is important." He concluded."She is." He was referring to a woman. "Apparently, she has connection with the Infraworld and she's being studied.""I thought the Infraworld was off limits." The Infraworld, in Carlos understanding, was basically the afterlife. Where your soul goes after you die but returns from it when it's time to be reincarnated."It is precisely why she needs to be found and recovered." The Oracle explained. "Having a connection with the Infraworld isn't uncommon, but the one she posses is different." Sometimes, when someone dies, their soul reicaenates right away. And what that happens, the person ends up receiving some paranormal abilities from the Infraworld as a result."What am I supposed to do when I find her?" He asked."Kill her or keep her for yourself, it doesn't matter, just remove her from her current location." The Oracle stated."Fine, anything else?" He decided to ask, as there's usually more."Yes, the Origami Killer has been bringing problems for the clan." He explained to Carlos. "Find him and eliminate him." He ordered."Are you serious?" He asked in disbelief. "I'm getting tired of all this damn tasks that you and the Orange Clan keep putting me through!" Carlos yelled in frustration.The Orange Clan is a secret organization that controls the world. Unfortunately, Carlos is basically their errant boy now."We made a deal with you, and we're just collecting what you own us." The Oracle spoke stoically."Deal, more like blackmail." He replied bitterly."Called it whatever you like, but it doesn't change the fact that you own us, Carlos Markus Kane." The Oracle then pointed at his face. "And you will pay your debt to us, one way or another." Carlos frowned in response. "Enough talk. Other matters require my attention." He then turned his back at him. "Eliminate the Origami Killer, he's somewhere around this city."With that, the Oracle disappeared in the blink of an eye without leaving any trace. Leaving the black haired boy to yell something in anger. "AAAHHH! AN ADDRESS WOULD COME IN HANDY YOU BASTARD!"Leaving the burned apartment in rage, while trying to avoid the rain outside was a great confirmation that he was having a shitty day.How did I end up like this? A glorified errant boy for a secret organization. Stuck in a place where is always raining and for what? Catch a fucking serial killer? Why the hell do they care about a killer, is he interfering with their plans? Carlos thought in annoyance as he felt the rain falling on his head. I miss home, I miss mom, I miss uncle Markus, I miss uncle Tyler and aunt Sam, I miss TJ. Hell, I even miss dad... Even though he got me into this mess. He thought sadly.Soon enough, after a considerable walk. He arrived at his destination. A Motel that he was staying for the time being, it was quite cheap. Which served his purpose for the moment. As he went inside, he decided to make a call in the pay phone besides the Office."Hello?" A woman's voice came from the other side of it."Mom?" It Carlos's mother on the other side."My boy, how are you?" She instantly asked."Tired," It was his response. "I wanna go home." He told her sadly."Then come home!" His yelled at the phone. "We can deal with this together.""No, we can't... And you know it." He replied in a low voice. "Our only hope, is for me to do everything they ask.""You already did too much." His other replied. "If only your father was here.""Well, he ain't here, and fuck him anyway!" He yelled in anger. "He's the one that got us into this mess, and I have to do whatever it takes to get us out." He spoke with a lot of conviction. "I have to go, I'll call you again tomorrow."He could hear her sighing from the other side of the phone. "Okay," She told him sadly. "Please, be careful... I need you.""I love you, mom." He told her."I love you, my boy."Carlos then hanged the phone and made his way to the stairs. He was staying in the third floor, last door on the right at the end of the corridor. But he didn't went to his room, not yet. Instead, he decided to knock on the door of the room in front of his.Opening the door, was an attractive black haired woman wearing a short black robe that exposed her nice legs. Her name was Lauren Winter, and she was a prostitute."Are you busy?" Carlos asked."I thought I said that I only see clients by appointment." She told him as she opened the door."You did, but I don't know how exactly do you make an appointment when you're literally staying next door." He joked.She sighed. "Fifth bucks, ten minutes." Lauren proposed."Fair."Lauren the let the black haired boy in. Carlos has been sleeping with her from time to time in order to deal with the increasing frustration about being a pawn for the Orange Clan.On the inside of her apartment, there was a TV on. "CyberLife has announced that the first prototype of a fully operational Android will be showcases in the upcoming event. According to it's Elijah Kamski, the prototype will showcase in great detail, the capabilities o-" The news were in talking about Cyberlife. But Lauren turned off before setting her alarm on.Carlos left her fifth bucks on top of the table and started to take his clothes off. His gun was on his coat pocket, so there was no risk of her seeing it.Lauren did the same as she removed the robes that she was wearing. Revealing a very attractive slim build and black lingerie. She bent over to grab something, which allowed him to take a good look at her ass. The something that she bent over to grab, was a condom.Once he was completely naked, revealing his muscular build, Lauren also removed her lingerie revealing her nice breasts and her trimmed pussy. She then layed on the bed with her legs spread.Beautiful. Carl then got on top of the bed and put on the condom that she handed him before penetrating Lauren. She was the mother of one of the victims of the Origami Killer. He thought as he moved his dick in and out of her. Although, I really don't wanna do this. At least, maybe, she can get some closure. He caressed Lauren's breasts as he thought about his task.Lauren was unmoving as she seemed to be just waiting for him to finish. Not that I blame her, I'm just one more of the guys she has to endure. He thought as he notices. I would honesty prefer to fuck someone that wants to sleep with me. But... Beggars can't be choosers. Carlos then started to plant kisses on her neck. Shame she doesn't let me kiss her on the lips.After a few more minutes, Carlos climaxed inside of Lauren. Though, he came on the condom. So it was okay. With that, Lauren's alarm started to beep."Times up, now go." She bluntly told him as he pulled his dick off of her."Okay." He replied as she stood up from the bed and put her robe back on. He also stood up from the bed and put his clothes back on, right after he tossed the used condom on the trash."Make an appointment next time." She tells him as she grabbed and lighted a cigarette."Okay," He replied, although, he doesn't really know if there will be a next time. "Thanks." He finished putting his clothes back on and made his way to the door.Carlos then closed the door behind him. That was nice, but I'm pretty hungry. He thought as he started to make his way towards the stairs. I better get a burger or something and then get some sleep. He decided to descend the stairs to grab something to eat as he was really hungry. While he was on the second floor, a bald guy with a beard passed through him. Once arrived at the first floor, he walked towards the exit.But once he reached the door, a strange headache came upon him. Alongside the headache, he saw a vision. The vision, the guy that he just saw, beating up Lauren. Shit, I guess one of her other clients didn't like the other service. He thought as he turned around and climb up the stairs quickly.Arriving at the third floor again, he started to hear screams coming from Lauren's room. He rushed towards it and didn't bother to knock. He just kicked the door open. The first thing he saw once the door was open, was the bald guy grabbing Lauren by the hair while she was on the floor. Carlos didn't waste time and delivered a roundhouse kick at the bald guy's face, which made him stumble towards the drawer , making a mannequin that had a wig on it fall to the floor."AAHH!" The guy grunted once he received the kick. "Who the fuck are you?!" He yelled. "If you're looking for trouble, you found it." He approached Carlos. "I'm gonna beat the shit outta ya!" He tries to hit Carlos with a haymaker. But Carlos just ducked and delivered a left hook to his jaw. The punch made him stumble back to the drawer, where he grabbed a lamb at tossed at Carlos face. Which unfortunately landed. And the bals guy took the opportunity to tackle Carlos into the table."Troy, stop or I'll call the cops!" Lauren yelled at the guy as he pushed Carlos and smashed him into the table. "Troy, I will call the cops!"As both were standing up however, Carlos grabbed a bottle of bear that was on the ground and smashed on the guy's head. "AAAHH!" He yells after he did. But then Carlos grabbed him by the collar, and pushed towards the fridge and delivered a knee to his stomach and then to his balls. Before grabbing a big lamp that was besides the fridge and smashing into his head. Once it hit his head, he got down to one knee completely concussed."Get the fuck up." Carlos then grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and pushed him out of the room."I'll see you again, asshole..." He told him as he walks away stumbling.Carlos just closed the door on his face."Are you alright?" Lauren asked him. Because his nose was bleeding from the lamp that went on his face."Better than him, obviously." He replied humoursly as he wipes off the blood with his hand.. "Who is he?""An ex-client who thinks he owns me..." She explained. "He was getting violent, I told him I didn't want to see him any more.""He'll probably be back..." He advised. "So be careful." He walked towards the door. "Sorry about the mess." He apologized."Hey?" Lauren called him."Yes?""You never told me your name." It was true, he only know her name due to the guy on the front telling him. But he never told her his."It's Carlos." He told her."Thanks, Carlos." She thanked him for it."I should be thanking you," He replied. "You make my shitty nights in this shithole of a city improve considerable."She chuckled at that. "Good to know.""Good night, Lauren." He told her before leaving her and walk towards the stairs.I could have just pull out my gun or used my powers. But I had a lot of anger that I need it to let out and nothing better than a fist fight to get that. He thought as he leaves the apartment.