The Earth After Rebirth

They stared at each other for a moment without a word. Kiro didn't know what to think, his first instinct was that, their school cook was part of this insanity.

"Don't be alarmed, I'm here to help." He said politely, hoping they would drop their guard.

"Even if you say it like that, it's still suspicious. How did you know where to find us?" He asked standing between their acquaintance and his friends.

"That's because I followed you from the academy, through the tunnels and into this room. The dean sent me." He saw how alarmed they were, lying would only bear animosity. The last thing he wanted was a brawl against five clearly capable students.

'The dean sent him, why?' Kiro searched his face as if he would be able to tell whether he was lying to make them drop their guard and then attack when they least expected it.

"In case a repeat of your last kidnapping happened." He continued.

"And what exactly were you gonna do to them? Cook for them?" He wasn't trying to be rude, but he didn't like that they were found out and tailed so easily without detecting it.

He had to remind himself once again that he wasn't in the game, where vibrations would've proved useful in this situation. He sighed regretfully.

"Quite funny, no need to beat yourself up about it. There's no way you could've detected me, I'm a professional in more than just cooking. I'm James Hale by the way." He said without a hint of hesitation. He'd finally listened to the dean and taken his advice.

"Hale?" He'd memorised all of the clans that were at the front of the sanctum, he wouldn't miss their disgusting names at their mention.

"Then, you must know about the sancum and the families that head it."

They flinched and panicked at how easy he was able to read them. Most of all, this was something they absolutely didn't discuss outside the game.

"Don't be concerned there are no listening ears and seeing eyes in this place. It's completely isolated from the technology of the outside world. And I've abandoned that family a long time ago." He reassured them.

Nikolai understood the man in front of him more than anyone. Their stories may vastly differ but it resonated with him a lot. He too abandoned his and was planning to destroy it, though it wasn't much since it was only his father who was alive.

"We will talk shortly, we have business with these gentlemen." He stepped forward intending to shock them to death.

"Why kill them?" James asked a bit sceptical. He wasn't sure such young kids should have blood on their hands.

"Why not?" Felix retorted annoyed at the fact that he was looking down on them.

"Felix is right. If the roles were reversed they'd do much worse, they already are. They don't deserve to be part of our society, they do nothing but dirty it." It was Hiro who shared his thoughts this time.

Kiro nodded vigorously at the support of his friends. They knew what they came here for, they wouldn't let some cook talk them out of it.

"Are you gonna play god, Kiro Waynworth?" His voice sounding cold and threatening.

"I suppose I am. If we leave them be, they'd no doubt try their best to get word out that the ring has been breached.
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"We're still working in secrecy right now and that's perfect for us, collecting evidence right now is more important. And I'm willing to play god to ensure that we purge this society of idiots like them.

"Maybe to you this is crossing the line, morally questionable if you will but I could care less, I've longed decided that I would do whatever it takes to clean this society, we all came here prepared to kill. Maybe your morals won't allow you, but ours do."

Nikolai almost clapped at the speech Kiro gave. He was glad to have met him, someone who won't judge him when the day comes to kill his dad, nobody in this group of friends judged him for having killed a man before either.

James looked at Kiro's very serious and unwavering expression. He'd ever only met Eldric Waynworth once in his life, but those eyes, he'd never mistake the eyes the boy in front of him embodied with his entire being.

He pinched his nose, knowing there was nothing he could do or say to sway them. He was a cook and a diplomat, trying to talk things out no matter what was something he preferred. In his opinion violence should be the last, the absolute last resort.

'Maybe this is a last resort?' He pondered, their society has been in the clutches of the sanctum for far too long. Maybe a war is something that was needed.

He knew starting a war over something that can't be proved wouldn't be easy. The gathering of evidence on their part was very clever.

Kiro and his friends were prepared to fight James too if he attempted to get in their way. But he threw his hands in the air, a clear sign of resignation.

Kiro nodded at the man in appreciation, he turned his back to their enemy, "I'll ask you one more time, who is your boss?" Kiro asked coldly.

The man had hoped whoever opened the door was his saviour but the disappointment crashed him. He no longer had any will to fight, he was prepared to die there, having heard what the little brat in front of him said.

"What would be the point? I'm going to die anyway!" He screamed.

"Oh, there are worse ways to die. Slow and painful, Felix here specialises in that." As he grinned, the mask stretched with his muscles.

Felix took a step forward, before he even did anything, the man started talking. If he was going to die, he didn't want to be tortured.

"Tsk. No fun."

Their masks had built in cameras, whatever they saw was recorded. With the fight from earlier, the confession of the worker, they were quite satisfied with what they've gathered so far.

With blunt force to the head, Nikolai and Kiro took the lead in taking the lead to kill the two men. They nodded to each other signaling it was time to move on.

"Where to next?" James asked.

"Preferably the control room."