THE COUNTERACT: A Man Unrivalled.

CHAPTER 1. A Deeper Conspiracy.

"Mr Reed, about your benefactor. There is something you need to know." The voice came through the speaker with urgent care.

Reed, in his thirties, with a look of ecstasy, had his handset glued to his ear.

"Did something happen. H-he isn't dead, is he?" Reed asked anxiously.

His entire being trembled lightly upon the possibilities of it.

"Not really Mr Reed. " The voice assured.

"However, he is in a very critical condition as we speak." He added.

"What.." Reed eyes went wild.

Reed felt a sting in his heart. The feeling that, something wasn't right about the situation of things.

"Speak.. " Reed said.

"Tell me everything you know." He demanded.

His tone, a bit authoritative, yet expectancy.

It had to be said, that! When it came to the matters regarding the Old man of the Harrison , Reed was always vulnerable and extremely attentive, which was the course of the undeniable fact.

The voice on the other end, didn't dare to drag on a bit as he explained!

"I happen to come across the news through a reliable channel. And according to the data provided! The Old man of the Harrison slump at his office, a week ago. It was later discovered, this was due to poisoning. However , the nature of it, is yet unknown."

"Poisoning.."

Reed exclaimed, and beneath his breath was a pulse of murderous intent.

His well built chest revealed a defined structure of a trained body. It wasn't too muscular nor too small, but just the right proportion.

It was the epitome of a body that looks slim in the clothes but muscular when shirtless.

However, that wasn't the case of view, because right at that moment, a steaming hit was ceaselessly scorching out of Reed's body.

It was cold, it was hot.

It was a terrifying aura, and it flared wildly.

Oppressive, it was.

His face not only darkened, but filled with killing intent, exuding the kind of icy aura that seemed to come from the dept of hell.

The building he was began to shook violently causing antiques to fall and crashed.

The room was suffocating for a living to bear.

If this continued, there would be possibilities of unimaginable disaster.

Reed, after a moment of impulse and assimilating the news, retrieved his anger.

He slowly released his wound tight fist.

His aura suppressed, and the expression on his face became relatively calm.

The oppressiveness in the air dissipated as he calmly spoke,"Did you find out who it was?"

Reed, was calm, his expression unreadable, yet his tone said a different story.

His facial imagery reflected through the glass wall and his identity was partially released.

Marcus on the other end, trembled slightly upon listening to Reed's cold words.

The air around him freeze and everything seemed to be frozen as if time itself had stopped.

"Not really, Mr Reed. Whoever it was, cleanly erase every possible trails. It's hard to find clues."

The speaker, Marcus, was conflicted and quickly explained.

"If this continues, I fear.." Marcus broke a sweat.

His voice trailed off on the line.

Obviously Marcus himself didn't dare imagine what would happen thereafter.

"However, although I'm not sure who the perpetrator was. I do believe their network is highly influence by a powerful background even I can't dig into!" Marcus said.

Hinting at something worth looking into.

"You mean, some Big hands might be in play? Is that what you mean?" Reed said.

Deep seething anger surging on his face, yet his voice seemed to be calm on the surface.

Marcus furrowed his brows.

The hands holding the phone trembled" The fact are just too obvious. I really do think, there are possibilities of other involvement, more beyond what we see on the surface. Their methods and tactics are just too cleanly shady and untraceable. I'm afraid that was the case, Mr Reed. There's a deeper conspiracy to this."

""Someone dares touch my benefactor. " Reed laughed out.

It wasn't really a laugh, it was a craze of being looked down on.

"Then aren't they seeking untimely death!" Reed suddenly became serious with a wicked grinned.

His face became fierce and demonic.

Reed was certain of one thing.

He will get to the root of the situation and blood shall be spilled.

He calmly sat back into the lone couch which was facing the floor to ceiling window walls.

"Thank you for passing the news. I owe you one. "

"If in the future, you need anything, don't hesitate to reach me!" Reed said.

The gratitude and seriousness in his eyes was a testament.

Marcus was instantly elevated by Reed's words and scratched his head, feeling a bit awkward.

"It's what I should do. " Marcus said with a slight smile.

"Is there a chance, you'd come over? If so... I can help book a ride for you and tend to your safety. It's the least I should do." Marcus quickly added.

Marcus payed extreme level of attention. He was also very cautious not to missed a single word from Reed.

"Alright soot yourself. " Reed voice although not loud, boomed something exciting in Marcus being.

Reed directly hanged up the phone.

He walked over to the floor to ceiling window.

"Lord, what're your orders? " Silver Needle said.

She looked at Reed, with eyes of expectancy.

"Yes, Lord. Give the order and we'll find and annihilate whoever is involved.*

Powerful voices shook the walls of the large room.

More like a legion voices, breaking through chaos.

There wasn't just, Silver Needle.

There were powerful beings with all sorts of terrifying aura's, known as the elders.

Silver Needle, in black leather wears and two crossed sword over her back, suddenly appeared beside Reed and bow respectfully.

Reed reflection paved way to an unparalleled dragon, he was too calm and very calculating, unleashing the demeanor of an ancient being.

...

Meanwhile at a Residential villa , in an office like space framed with shelves of books.

A man slowly placed his phone down on the table before him.

This person was non other than Marcus Aurelius. The one who was just on phone with Reed.

His forehead which had just cooled down from an intense heat derived far from fear, was filled of hot sweat.

Even his hands was recked of his own sweat, and unconsciously trembled violently from fear.

He sigh heavily and relax his muscles a bit, yet the tensity of fear in his body couldn't be completely subdued.

"Luckily he didn't blame me. Otherwise, only heavens knows what would have become the fate of my entire family."

There was no faking it!

The pressure, Reed's, presence gave him over the phone was so immense and frightening that hot sweat broke through his cold body.

If words were to get out about this, he would be seriously laughed at.

Only him knew just how terrifying Reed's identity was.

He suddenly thought of something, and his hands trembled even more. "He, he, he's truly terrifying.. It was risky, But I also gain something. I gained his recognition."

Hahaha..

Marcus laughed excitedly.

His eyes, shot a bliss of excitement.

He quickly scrambled for his phone, dialed a stored number, " Mr Shawn, this is Marcus Aurelius speaking."

"Mr Marcus.." The other person was startled and at both time excited.

"What a pleasant surprise, I was just thinking about finding you, to personally apologize for the other day."

The other person tone was extremely respectful.

"Are you free! I need you to do something for me?"

"Whatever Mr Marcus want, just say it and it'll be done?"

"It's not convenient over the phone, why not meet at the Centurion Dynamo?"

This..

Mr Shawn was excited.

He couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course, of course I'll be heading there right away." He quickly responded with an exciting tone.

Marcus hanged up directly and looked satisfied.

"This wouldn't do, I need to contact home, otherwise if something were to go wrong, Mr Reed wouldn't be pleased with me. I only hope he could take on this task flawlessly." He thought and quickly took his phone and dialled on a number, titled; Ronald Reagan Foxx.

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Meanwhile on Reed side, He smiled and his presence held a superior aura that clouded the entire space.

Outside, in the sunny sky, thunder flickered.

" Now that my seclusion is over. It's high time I step out and find those from the past."

"Lord, do you need me to go with you, just say the word and I'll have our forces find those ignorant fool's." Silver Needle, glared intently.

"I know you all are willing to prove yourself. But this things, I must personally see through."

"You, take care of things here. See to it, nothing out of the book goes wrong. I'll descend the mountains, if there is something that proves difficult! You know how to reach me!"

Mylene, also known as Silver Needle, bowed and acknowledge Reed.

"Yes Lord."

"Hmm.. " Reed sigh and his aura spread.

Swaying the air around him beautifully.

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