—[TITLE CARD: A Copule Hours Ago]."Did you really have to knock him unconscious?" Aletta mused to her brother as they slowly exited the hotel building."You saw how adamant Jason was back there and you know that right from a small age he has always gotten what he wanted. Did you seriously expect me to try talking reason with someone like that?" Stephen scoffed."If I didn't know any better I'll say you still haven't gotten over that silly crush. As much as I don't like being a pessimist, Jason isn't worthy of your affections. He is a narcissistic bastard who won't mind using you to achieve his aims " Stephen spat coldly."Look at who is talking? who is it that always winces at the mere mention of Jason becoming a Mystique Hunter huh? no matter how many times you badmouth him, you cannot stop caring about his well-being. You don't want him to go down this wretched path we took " Aletta smiled."You think of him as a little brother.. don't you?" "Shut up " Stephen rolled his eyes."I

Bang! The claws of the Crocottta came to a halt as it crashed against the flat surface of a glowing golden colored axe. "Scram!" A swift kick sent the Crocottta staggering back, just in time for Stephen to leap towards it, chopping his axe at his head in an attempt to decapitate it. "Nice try" the Crocotta regained its footing at the last minute. The muscles on his left arm flexed tightly as he blocked the descending axe with it while sending out a jab towards Stephen's chin with his left arm. "Tch" stomping his right foot, Stephen flicked his wrist, loosening his grip on the axe as he initiated a well executed front flip, landing behind the Crocotta. Unstrapping a small dagger, he threw it towards the back of the Crocotta's head. The daggers swiftly struck their mark, bringing about a pained howl. "I.. hate.. hunters!" the Crocottta snarled angrily as it jumped back, drawing enough distance between itself and Stephen, while his left hand snaked around his head, pulling off t

Jason was half way through the alleyway path he had taken when he suddenly felt a cold presence brush past his back. Without thinking too much, he flung the bags of boutique clothes into the air, whipping out the Daggers of Cain from the system in built Inventory as he stabbed one of his daggers behind him. Whoosh! A powerful invisible force suddenly crashed against him, knocking him against the wall of the alleyway. Ignoring the slight back pain, Jason immediately whipped up the Sprite Pupils. Following the change in vision, he finally saw his assailant. It was a female Malevolent clad in red robes made out from red plasmic energy. When compared to the previous Malevolent Jason encountered, the plasmic aura surrounding this one was much more potent. "Die!" the female Malevolent was oblivious to the fact that Jason could now see her as she sent three plasmic solidified threads in an attempt to wrap around his neck. Snorting coldly, Jason backed up a bit as his wrist flexed skil

"You mean you are a Knight?" Although Stephen managed to hide it, Jason could sense the disappointment in his tone. "Were you expecting something more? Considering you hate the idea that I should be a Mystique Hunter?" Aiden snickered. Just as Stephen made to reply, the sound of a notification bell rang from his computer. Clicking on the floating notification tab, a strange expression appeared on his face. "What is it?" "This is an assignment from Headquarters... they wants us to deal with a job.." Stephen replied. "Really? I thought they wanted us to strictly bring Jason straight to the Bunker?" "Well.. except someone just hacked into their database, this is an assignment from them " Stephen shrugged his shoulder. "What did it say then?" If Aletta wasn't busy treating Jason's injuries, she would've rushed over. For Freelance Hunters like them, a direct assignment from the Headquarters meant higher rewards and even a chance at a promotion! Just like every other occupatio

"So what do you think?" Aletta gave both boys a look as they walked out from the police department building. "So, the victims imploded, one of them hit their head on something and they had a mental breakdown before they died?" Jason listed while counting with his fingers. "A Malevolent.. and a powerful one" Aletta replied solemnly. "Eh?" Jason was taken aback. "Malevolents can make someone implode? how is that even possible?" Jason was taken aback.. Unlike the Siblings, he could see the plasmic threads that gave Malevolents their telekinetic abilities. Although they were visible, that didn't mean they were not tangible! "We are looking at a potential level 9 Malevolent or even level 10. Compared to the level 2 Malevolent you dealt with.. this one is the real deal, capable of killing within the blink of the eye.. not to mention it can influence the mind as well.. that is something that only high level Malevolents can achieve" "Do you think we should ask for backup?" Aletta ga