KILLER CROSS OVER

"IF I HAD to call something as the turning point of my life, I would be calling that day as it. From the day I was born.... there is not a single thing in my life that didn't change. Everything changed. The way I lived, the occupation I did, the people I loved, the decisions I took, the paths I chose, the identity I carried and even my name; Kenneth York. They changed. People questioned them and I myself questioned them. I'll start from the day where everything started to change. Thinking back from now, it was exactly forty-two years ago and I was just a three-year-old kid. Unlike now, those days, the people of the Jailbirds City lived a non-hectic, relaxing and a care-free life; just managing through the days while helping and caring about each other and... happy; at least most of them.But this City has a Story. A Story which holds Memories. Memories which hold Scars and Scars that say... We Survived. My father and my mother were reputed Intelligence Officers and there were three

THAT DAY, LEVINE and me walked down the prison corridors checking cell by cell. Prison Rounds were always fun. It is not like anyone can escape from Catastrophe prisons because it was most likely impossible and so what we had to do was just walk while chatting. Both of us weren't in charge for the prisons and only about once in a year we went around, that was also if we felt bored or if there was nothing else for us to do.That certain day was exceptional. It was after a mission that only me and Levine handled without letting anyone else know. There were two reasons. First. It was just to capture a single person. Second. Levine and dad didn't want that to go too far and the most interesting fact is that, not until the very moment we imprisoned him, Levine did tell me who that person was."Who is that?"I remember asking from him while walking back after imprisoning that man."A traitor."replied Levine short."Traitor? We have such people?"my eyebrows raised unintentionally while I c

IT DIDN’T TAKE me much time to adjust to the normal life. I was a bit aggressive as a kid but the Catastrophe’s training, made me different. I was rational all the time. I dealt well with people around me and I found the normal life very interesting. Relax. That is something that I never felt in my life before. I didn’t even know what relaxation was, until that day I came out of Catastrophe. I loved my life out of the territory so much but also at the same time… I missed the adventure and the excitement I felt when I was there.I missed the fights we had, the trainings I went through each and every day, the nights I spent guarding and defending the territory with Levine and yes… I missed the nights of little talks I had with my dad and my big brother. Then again… being a genius in adapting to the environment from the very beginning, I adapted to that life as well and adjusted to it and started loving it like nothing.That life was normal and was not strange to me when it should have b

THAT DAY, AFTER the Interrogation, they uncuffed me and put me in a normal prison cell with other prisoners. Then, the following day, they released me. I did not have proof to prove myself innocent about the charge they were having against me as the KCO killer but they did not have enough proof to hold me up either. I never saw Fyn or Frost when I was released and I was wondering why they were releasing me in the first place. When they uncuffed me the previous day, I knew I had convinced them that I’m not the KCO Killer. But still, I was a killer. They should have at least punished me for that and being a teenager who was actually not good at holding back my curiosity, “Why am I being released?” I asked the Police Officer who was documenting my release papers. He gave me a “actually what the heck” look and said, “You are out of charges.” “What do you mean I’m out of charges? I killed one of yours.” I asked back again to which the policeman took a deep breath. “I’m sorry but I c

AFTER THAT DAY, I and Fyn used to meet up like really frequently and he got information from me about the underworld but I made sure I tell him none about my own; which he also knew and didn’t force me to.The Intelligence didn’t have a problem with Catastrophe because we never sold drugs or addictions and nor we killed or were ever involved in rape cases and the Intelligence didn’t care about us at all. Just that, we fought if we confronted each other.Later by, when Fyn found out I had no job, he granted me a cleaning job at the Headquarters of the Intelligence and told me to get the Quarters clean as the punishment for killing the police officer. Lame punishment that was. He must have really hated to say that he wanted to help me. I was so happy. Not only because I got a job, but also because I felt so good even though it was a lame punishment, still I got one for killing the police officer and at the same time I felt happy because finally, Fyn had started to believe me.Cody clean