The eyes of blood – Part 2

“Jarrett… grandpa…”

“HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Leave them alone you sideshow freak! LEAVE THEM…”

He awoke. It was early in the morning and the first rays of light were coming from the horizon. He was in his bed and almost at once sat up and put his hands in front of his face. He could believe that almost ten years have passed since that nightmarish evening where his grandfather was killed and his older brother was abducted by that wretched demon. Sweat was running profusely from his forehead. That dream or memory was haunting him for years. He grabs the bed sheet and tosses it aside, then turns in 45 degrees to the left and gets up from his bed, then runs his hands through his hair and heads off to another room. He reaches the bathroom’s door, then opens it and goes to wash up and brush his teeth. When he is done, he looks in the mirror in front of the sink. His hair, once black, was now died blue and he had a black goatee growing on his chin.

He no longer was a child, but a teenager. What remained the same, though, was the color of his eyes – red. No human being ever has had that kind of an eye color. To him it’s always been a mystery why his eyes were like that. He stared long and careful in the mirror, then shrugged with his shoulders and left the bathroom. He went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, taking out a can of “Varum”, which in this century was held high in regards like root beer. He opens the can and takes a long sip, then a loud noise made him look outside the window to see what was going on. Another robbery, another forsaken robbery was underway. The noise was gunshots. The city of Xorad was still the most dangerous city in the world.

“Well, that’s it! I’ve had just about enough of these guys. That’s my favorite restaurant they’re robbing!”

With a strange grin on his face, Trenton ran to the bedroom and opened his closet. A cocky smile creased his facial features.

“It’s time for a wild ride on the outside!”

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The place that was being robbed was a Chinese restaurant, called “Bleeding orchid”. The customers that came to have some delicious breakfast were down on their knees, with their hands on the backs of their heads, or were still on their knees and hugging members of their families to protect them. The robbers were five. Four of them were holding pistols, grenades and Uzi’s, while the fifth, their leader was holding a shotgun and a bazooka. They all were wearing white masks with frowns and smiles. The leader of the gang placed his gun on the chest of the restaurant owner. That was a universal sign for many generations and it meant only one word:

“Money!”

The terrified Asian owner began walking backwards towards a room, followed by the leader. The other four decided to fill their time with placing more fear in the hearts of the civilians. One of the four, who was the shortest, crouched in front of a little girl and pointed his pistol at her small forehead. Her mother tried to help her, but another one of those robbers was holding her by the wrists and was chuckling under his smiling mask.

“Hey whore, maybe later you and I could have some fun?”

“Let me go, leave my daughter alone, you monsters!”

The man pointing his weapon towards the girl’s head got back up to his feet.

“Monster? Little old me?”

A third robber, the tallest of the gang grabbed a table and raised it over his head. The robber next to him was giving him the thumbs up as he throws the table towards the nearest wall, smashing an customer with it. Many screams of fear and four laughs follow this very horrendous scene. The horror doesn’t stop there, though! A gunshot can be heard from the room that the leader of the gang entered along with the owner of the “Bleeding Orchid”. In a moment, the leader of the gang comes out of the room with a big bag in his left hand. His naked chest was covered in blood.

“Come on fellas, that’s enough for today.”

The four robbers nod with their heads in mute agreement and stop with their occasions, then they follow their boss as he heads to the door. In his mind, their leader’s plan was going picture perfect. Now all that was left was for them to drive to their hideout.

“Yo, boss… How much money did you actually get? Is it anywhere near 100,000?”

“Lost the count, man.”

The five laugh, pleased with what they’ve done. Their laughter however vanishes, as well as their smiles under the masks, as the front door suddenly flies at them! The leader of the group and three others are able to escape, but the short robber, the one who pointed the gun at the little girl, wasn’t that lucky. The door hit him hard in the face and he flew along with it towards one of the statues of dragons and ultimately finds his doom, getting stabbed by the horn of the statue! Some more screams come from the customers, that are on their knees, when that happens.

The shocked four remaining robbers look at the entrance of the restaurant and see only one man there. The man looked no more than 16 years old. He was clothed in black zipped boots, grey baggy jeans, fingerless black gloves and a strange looking coat with no sleeves, but shoulder pads on which spikes were out. The man had long blue hair and a black goatee. His eyes were red, just like blood, and he had a cocky grin on his face.

“Hey grease monkeys, am I on time for the festivities?”

A long silver handle was coming from behind him. The leader of the group, enraged and outraged by this interference yelled:

“What are you waiting for, you dipshits? Fill this idiot with lid!”

“That might turn out to be a problem, boyos!”

All four were in shock from what suddenly happened. The strange teenager was no longer on the entrance way… instead he was now sitting on the right shoulder of the golem like build tall robber.

“When the hell did he get up there boss?!”

“I don’t care, shoot him!”

The strange blue haired teenager spoke again:

“You heard him guys, shoot!”

Before any gun could get fired, the teenager jumped from the big man’s shoulder and delivered a vicious double kick to the robbers on both sides of the gang leader.

“Too late and waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too slow!”

The leader tried to grab the boy, but almost as soon as he grabbed him by the left arm, the leader wound up lying on the ground, facefirst, after getting tossed by the intruder. The teenager grabbed the bag filled with money and jumped high in the air just as the tallest of the group tried to wrap his arms around him. The teenager flipped backwards twice and landed on the ground, behind the big robber, then he plants both of his feet in the back of the big man’s knees. The blue haired man then rolled out of the way just as one of the robbers tried to shut him with his pistol. He got back up to his feet and ran in a zigzag fashion to avoid any other bullets, after which he takes this robber out by hitting him in the face with the money bag.

“Allot of pennies for your thoughts?”

He chuckled at his own joke and left that robber lying on the ground, with the money bag on top of his face. He turns around in the direction of the leader of the gang, who was trying to flee. The leader was about to get out of the restaurant and run to the escape car, when all of a sudden something big forced him to go down on the floor again. The tall member of the gang was lying motionless on top of the leader. The teenager crosses his arms in front of his chest and laughs some more at the misfortunes of those criminals. The forth robber was back up to his feet and was walking on his toes toward the teenager, with an knife in hand. Just a few more feet and he would slid his throat, or maybe stab him in the back of the head… He is close enough now and jumps at him, deciding to stab him in the head.

“You’re dead, kid!”

The teenager looks behind his shoulder and sees the man jumping at him. The glow of steel reflects against the windows and a groan of agony can now be heard… but not from the teenager! It was from the attacking robber. The robber was unwillingly leaning against the wall. His chest was punctured by a long blade and blood was running profusely out of the wound on his body. The blue haired menace jumped at him and then stabbed him in the right arm with his own knife, forcing him to writhe in pain. The youth grabbed the handle of the sword, on which strange runes were carved and grinned.

“I know you want to stick around, dude, but I believe you’ve got my property.”

The teenager instantly pulled his weapon out of the man’s chest and did a few quick twists and turns with the weapon, before placing the sword in it’s holster on his back. The robber, who was practically skin and bones, dropped like a bag filled with potatoes on the floor and his blood covered the floor.

“Mr.! Those two are getting away!”

The young man looked at the entrance of the “Bleeding Orchid” and saw the big robber and the leader running out with the money, leaving the other three for dead. He chuckled.

“Whimps.”

He then ran out of the restaurant. They were almost there! Almost got to their car. Soon enough, they reached it, but what they saw made them stop dead in their tracks. The car had multiple cuts on the rims and puncture wounds of big bullets all over the front and back.

“What the f…”

Before he could finish with the profanity, the leader heard a loud “Bang” come from behind him. Streams of blood were running down from the head of the big robber, who fell backwards on the roadway, with a big hole in his head. The leader of the group tried to flee, but another “Bang” sound echoed and he dropped down to his right knee. Now there was a big hole in his other knee. He dropped the bag filled with cash and lied down on the pavement, shouting in pain.

“God damn you! Who are you? Where are you? What the *** are you?!”

There was only silence now. The robber’s leader continued to ask those same three questions, but wasn’t getting an answer… for now. In a moment though, all changed for him. A voice came from on top of him.

“To answer your first question, I’m called Trenton!”

He looked up, but he didn’t see anyone there.

“To answer your second question, I’m over here!”

The 16 year old appeared over the leader of the gang’s head. He was smiling at him! The little snot nosed punk had the audacity to smile at him after taking out his four best men and shooting him in the knee. That angered the robber some more and he tried to take his bazooka from his back, but it was impossible, because he was lying on top of it. The blue haired teenager grabbed him by the right hand and squeezed tight, causing more pain to the already injured robber. He pulled the leader close to his face and looked him in the eyes.

“And to answer “What the ***…” I am, I will tell you that I am something you should have read in history books about, dude.”

The robber closed his eyes, hoping that if the teenager was going to kill him, he was going to do it quick at least, but nothing happened. He opened his eyes and saw that he was all alone now. No  kid, no money. It was only him, the corpse of the big robber and the corpse of the escape car. The robber began to laugh at his luck to be at least left alive. In a moment though, something grabbed him by the right ankle and pulled him into the closest alley. The shouts of pain and plea for mercy and help echoed, but no one was there to help him. In a moment, only a loud and monstrous roar could be heard as two shadowed men were looking down to the alley, where blood was everywhere. A familiar voice spoke:

“Soon it all will be revealed to that blue haired menace and you, you will get the honor of slaying him!”

One of the two shadowed men went down to one knee.

“Master.”

End of part 2.