Today was another peaceful lazy day. I was sitting down, watching TV with the crew when Marcus came storming in with a giant smile on his face. He slammed the papers down in front of us, blocking the TV. My eyes raised up, curious in what I was all the commotion that Marcus was making as I leaned forward to take a look.
“I succeeded.”Marcus replied with a proud grin on his face.
“Succeeded with what?” Timothy snaked his head to the side, trying to get a better view.
“Our group name, Infinite Corp, and the plan to start Demon Hunting.”
“Wait, what?” Jones gazed up at Marcus stupefied. Even Simon and Crystal turned their heads towards Marcus in complete shock. “Did I just hear you correctly, Demon hunting?”
“You heard me correctly, demon hunting, and we’ll be doing some public service to the community so we can bring up our image to a more positive light.”
“Woah, woah, woah. Backup.” Jones motioned his hand in front of him, “Demon hunting? They’re actually allowing us to publically eliminate actual people.”
“If you say it like that, you make us sound like murderers,” said Timothy displeased by Jones’ words. “Did you forget that they are not humans anymore?”
“That’s how the normals will see us as mass murders. If we publically go around, killing demons all we will have to show is their human corpse.”
“Actually, I might have a solution to that problem.” Timothy smugly look around the group. His hands twitched in anticipation as he twirled a pen he was using to doodle on his notebook that he had laying in front of him. For some reason, I didn’t get a good feeling when he gave us the smug look that screamed for me to watch out. “I have found a way to force them to show their true form even to the normals.”
“How?” Jones crossed his hands.
“That is what we are going to. We need a field test to show to the higher ups that what we see isn’t a lie. If we succeed in our first demon hunt, we’re going to have a lot more missions thrown at our feet.”
Jones groaned. He didn’t like what he was hearing at all.
“You think this will actually work?” Crystal asked. “The demons that are in higher position might even attempt to stop us you know.”
Marcus shook his head, understanding what Crystal said. “I know, but when ‘normals’ are afraid, it becomes a demon hunt. Nobody likes demons, and I sure will tell you that the hysteria will catch on quickly.”
“That is an interesting way to counter the demon populations.”
“I thought you wanted to stay low,” said Jones, quizzically looking at Marcus. He was surprised that Marcus was actually taking the initiative to start war with the demon themselves.
“This is a perfect time to move in our favor. We can’t be cooped up in here all our life, can we?”
“Well, no, but still…” Jones scratched his chin, quite surprised that Marcus brought up such topic.
“This is our ticket out of here later down our life. Right now, playing it safe is over.”
“What’s with the sudden change of mind?” Simon asked. He leaned forward, took the paper in hand, and he started to read what was on the paper.
“The Myth types demon that we faced. Right now, I have reports that there are more of them cropping about around the world. At the rate that this is going, our existence is going to be compromised if we don’t get stronger and fortify our defense. Scouting new Ouroboros, making a solid base, and countering the demon problem is our priority. At this rate, in the next one hundred years, our kind will be close to extinction.”
Jones gulped, and I felt very bothered by what Simon had said. More Myth type Demons? That in itself was a whole slew of problems that could spell disaster to what little man power that we have. Right now, we were the little ducklings that would be swallowed up by the predator in one fell swoop if we didn’t get stronger anytime soon.
“It states here there are five Myth types that has been found. Type 01 and 02 are here in the U.S, while Type 03 is in China, Type 04 in Japan, and Type 05 somewhere in Europe.” Simon ruffled the paper in his hands, not liking the idea that they were five demon types out there in the world.
“Make that one more, Type 06 in Egypt. Just an hour ago, they found another one crawling around the pyramids.” Marcus stated with a sigh, his hand was on his hips, while the other was on his forehead, trying to calm his raging mind.
“Type 01-06? Do they have names?” Timothy asked, his hand stopped jotting down whatever he was writing on his notepad.
“Yea, Type 01 is Sloth the unmovable. She’s been stationed in California, sleeping even till this day. Type 02 is Gluttony the voracious, swimming in the deep ocean water near Gulf of Mexico.”
“Wait, what? Did you say Sloth and Gluttony?” My words were half disbelief mixed in with a squeak. They were still alive? No better yet, I shouldn’t even be surprised.
“Yea? What about it?” Marcus was confused at my sudden voice of concern. He glance towards me, waiting for me to answer his question.
“Who gave them those names?” I tried my best not to furrow my brows to deeply.
“The highers up, though Type 02 seem to already call himself Gluttony.” Marcus thought it over, then he had an epiphany. “I remember you calling him Gluttony.”
“We need to stop giving them names.” I quickly spoke.
“Why not?” Timothy asked, not quite understanding where I was going with this. “It’s just a name right?”
“No. It’s not just a name.” I shook my head, folding my hand in my lap, so it wouldn’t shake. “Once you give a demon a name, especially a Mythical Type, they evolve. The person who names them usually gets killed by them.”
“Ah, shit.” Jones groaned. “Who was the idiot who named the other demons?”
Marcus frowned, he raised up his hand to rub his ball head. “Too late for that now.”
“What’s the other named Myth type Demons?” I asked in half whisper, my breath was held in, waiting for Marcus to speak. Everyone was silent, only the blaring loud sound of the TV continued to play, until Timothy reached over towards the remote and turned it off. The whole room became unbearable quiet, the sound of our breathing could be held unusually louder than before.
“Type 03 is Greed the unquenchable, Type 04 is Lust the Sensual, Type 05 is Wrath the Acrimony, and Type 06 is Envy the Prejudice.”
“Now we need Type 07, Pride-” Timothy half jokingly stated, but was suddenly interrupted.
“The Ego,” Crystal finished off his sentence. “This is bad. Really bad.” Her lower lips were bite, while her eyes were cast down onto the ground, thinking over what she had said. I had to wonder what was eating up her mind to make her look so distraught.
“Why the damn seven deadly sins? People need to be more original for christ sake. Why couldn’t it be the Bunny Terminator, or the Giant Troll Foot.” Timothy was getting annoyed at the sudden tense air in the room. He clicked his pen a couple of times until he clipped it onto the notebook. “Explain, please. We don’t have telepathy here.”
Crystal breathed in deeply and let out a weary sigh. She glanced up and gazed across her companion, her eyes locked for a brief moment for each person. “I’m not clear on what’s happening, but we need all seven of them dead.”
“How do you know it’s going to be seven?” Timothy asked, he crossed his legs underneath him and stared at Crystal not sure if what she said was true or not.
“I know.” Crystal snapped. “I have dreams, and my dreams come true at most 95% of the time. With that being said if any Named Myth type demons come together we’re going to have a catastrophic event in the making. City will be leveled, terrains changed, and especially the increase of demon possessions. Right now, Chicago should’ve been leveled, but it seems that it hasn’t happened yet.”
Everyone gaped at what Crystal had said, even I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. More demon possession and demolition of a city? That was insane in an astronomical level. What the hell did I fight back one hundred forty-nine years ago? Gluttony wasn’t that powerful on such a scale where he would wipe out a city.
“Fuck.” Jones swore under his breath, he plopped backwards, hitting his head on the sofa. “You gotta be shitting me.”
Even I couldn’t help but feel the suffocating air around us, thinking about the problems that were laid up ahead in front of us. The challenge was astronomical, we weren’t the kind of superheroes you would see in the movies, we were just advanced humans that had some form of special power.
“That’s not all.” Marcus spoke, breaking the heavy atmosphere.
“Please, no more bad news.” Jones groaned, he shook his head back and forth, throwing a tantrum.
“We might have a couple more Myth type demons spawning up that isn’t named soon.”
“What?! How do you know about this?!” Jones bolted upright into his sitting position. Even I was tittering on the edge of the sofa about to fall off. More Myth types? How the hell is earth even going to survive?
“Timothy.” Marcus directed his focus towards Timothy.
Timothy sighed, he placed his notepad on the table and cracked his knuckles. “I been working on creating a demon energy finder, you guys could call it DEF for short. It’s half complete, and so far I was able to make it work on occasion. It’s still in progress, but once in awhile it’s able to pick up high level demonic energy. Sloth and Gluttony has been in the same spot unmoving, but there are small pockets of demonic energy increasing around the U.S and the world. It’s can pinpoint at least a thirty mile radius of the power source, but that’s its. The power reading of a Demon is too weird and getting a good pinpoint accuracy on where it might be is difficult.”
“That’s pretty neat.” Simon spoke, he was interested in Timothy’s contraption.
“It is, though the problem for lower level demons below Myth doesn’t show up.”
“Then we have to play it by ear.” Simon was deeply thinking about what Timothy had said. “When are we going to go out and start hunting?”
Simon’s words completely took almost all of us off guard, especially Jones who didn’t like the thought of going outside to hunt down Demon’s themselves.
“You’re kidding me right?” Jones half jokingly laughed, though his face told a whole different story. “You want to fight against a Myth type? When we had our fair share a hundred years ago?”
“Yes,” Simon glanced up not phased by the intensity of Jones’ look. He pulled back his hair, and placed the paper down onto the table. “Who else would be able to stop a demon, but us?”
“We’re not superheroes! We’re just normal humans!”
“I disagree. We’re more evolved than humans.” Timothy interjected, while he raised up his finger in front of him. “Supernatural people like us are the only ones who can combat against these monster. Think about it, would you like your family or your lover to live in such a dangerous world and possibly get killed?”
Jones went silent, his shoulders slumped and his head hung low. “I don’t have anyone to protect anymore. There is no point for me to get stronger.”
“You’re wrong.” Timothy sternly stated. “We’re part of your family, aren’t we?”
I was shocked to hear such words coming out of Timothy’s mouth. The thought of family between those two especially completely boggled my mind. They were two complete opposite people who rarely liked each other, but for Timothy to state that they were more than just enemies even caught Jones off guard.
“Just because I dislike your annoying self righteous, family oriented, wannabe normal, and let’s not fight attitude doesn’t mean I don’t like you. I always saw this whole group,” in a whisper, “excluding Simon.” He coughed a couple of times to cover up his words before he increased his voice, “A family now more than ever. We all don’t have our blood families anymore, all we have is each other.”
His words struck my heart, making me feel depressed. Now that I think about it, my blood families that I knew were all dead, probably their grandchildren were still alive and I knew nothing about them. I was the loner type, but to be actually really alone in this world with barely anyone I knew was a whole different story.
Who would’ve thought that Timothy’s words actually made me feel a slight warm tingle in my heart. Right now, these people in front of me were more of a family than I ever thought I would ever have. All of us fought with our lives on the line to stay alive against a Myth class demon and survived. Even now, we group up into our little group more often than before. Still, to know that these were the people who I could count on, except Simon, was something of a relief to my weary soul.
“He has a point.” Marcus spoke with a deep tone of voice. A small spark wavered in his eyes, telling everyone that what Timothy said is true. “I see you guys as my only family now, going through thick and thin, spilling blood for one another. I don’t think I want to replace any one of you guys any time soon.”
“See.” Timothy had a wide grin on his face. “I’m not the only one.”
“Well, I guess you’re right.” Crystal spoke, her arm that was crossed in front of her unraveled. A gentle smile erupted on her adorable face, I was quite surprised to see such a warm expression on her. “Out of anyone I met so far, I don’t mind leaving my back to you guys.”
Jones stare back and forth, unable to say anything. His shoulder slightly shook, and for a moment, I thought he was going to shout in annoyance or anger. Even his face was turning slightly red against his dark chocolate skin. Eventually, a goofy grin erupted on his face, and he burst out laughing. We all stare at him confused on why he was laughing so hard.
“You guys crack me up!”
“What so funny? Do you think I’m making this up?” Timothy was displeased with Jones tone of voice, his eyes turned to slits, and he seem to tensed up from Jones words.
“No, its just funny to hear it coming from Timothy’s mouth that’s all.” He wiped his tears with his hand, he eventually came back to his normal self.
“I’m being serious here.” Timothy grumbled, he didn’t like how he was suddenly laughed at.
“I know. Thanks.”
“You’re so not welcome.” He replied in a half sarcastic remark, but I could still see a corner of his lips in an upwards smile.
I watched the group with great pleasure, but what got me a bit curious was Simon’s reaction. Honestly, there was no reaction at all, instead he was a bit absent minded with unmoving expression, thinking in deep thought in what everybody had said.
“Okay, with that being said. We got our first mission.”
“So soon?” Jones back straightened, the light of happiness was wiped out of his face, and everyone else was back to their serious mode.
“Yea, we got a few easy demon extermination to do it the next couple of weeks. The higher ups want us to test our powers and Timothy’s technology or else we’re all going to be subjected to a lab experiment.”
“You serious?” I couldn’t help but voice my opinion of concern, being a science experiment wasn’t something that I wanted to ever be in my whole life time. “Why suddenly?”
“It’s not suddenly,” Marcus let out an annoyed sigh.
“It’s the paperwork,” Simon spoke, “it states here that upon one hundred years have past, if no favorable results are shown for humanity then forced experimentation will be conducted. In which case, they’ll be doing inhumane science experimentation.”
“One piece of bad news after another,” said Crystal. “Marcus, you sure this is going to stop them if we do what you said?”
“Yes. We have a couple weeks to get proof that demons are real.”
“That’s not going to be easy if they’re going to appear and disappear the moment of death.”
“Like I said, don’t worry about it. I got it covered ”
“I hope you know what you’re doing.” Jones replied, and even Simon had a brooding expression that expressed more than words alone.
Even I couldn’t help but wonder what Marcus had in mind, especially this new technology that Timothy was talking about.
Time flew by, days quickly became weeks and our training with hand-to-hand combat was intensifying. There was no room for resting, I took every opportunity that I had when I didn’t train to watch videos of different fight scenes of the past one hundred and forty-nine years.
A lot of things have changed since then, the United States was still standing, but they were part of a bigger group that I never heard before, just like some kind of U.N group but instead it was called United Nations of Earth, U.N.E.
U.N.E had multiple Nations that comprised of all the past United Nations in Europe, America, Japan, Korea, Egypt, China, which was completely surprising. How was this possible? I don’t know, it didn’t make sense but it happened.
The leading cause of it was some kind of religious cult like group called the Third Transcendents that has been sweeping up different nations. For some reason, major power holders are somehow associated into this group are the players of U.N.E, and they were the ones who been behind the monumental peace treaty with all nations the past fifty years ago.
From reading behind the news on the internet, they are quite a bit of glorification for the Third Transcendent, but with it came conspiracy theories. Some say it’s the devil that hiding behind the major leaders, making it that one one person rule the whole world behind the shadows. Others stated that is the work of an Ouroboros who have changed the face of humanity as a whole and they are the cause of everything going wrong.
I was quite surprised at the number of ‘hateful’ words shone about the Ouroboros even one hundred forty-nine years from now. Even still the number of Ouroboros appearing these days have still slowly increased. Right now, we’re at 659 that accommodates the growing population of them. Which in itself is quite surprising.
What I have found out since our cold sleep is that during the past hundred years new Ouroboros would just spontaneous appear in front of the Seventh Sanctum’s doorsteps as if they were called to this location. Every single one of them would enter into the Garden without a single question, and sleep till the time we all waked up on that fateful day.
Nobody knew the reason why we were all being ferried and called into the Garden, but any Ouroboros that survived the trip would end up in this building. I even heard that half of the others even came from a different nations, in which that was completely surprising in itself. The chance of the Ouroboros making it here from a different nation was a lot lower, and died from meeting a demon. In which case, they were a lot more of a fighter and a survivor if they made it here. Seventh Sanctum still made it a priority to go around finding as many Ouroboros as possible and still does today. This whole building is now filled to the brim with Ouroboros on every level.
What was quite surprising was that once people started to join in on our little training season, word got around that Simon and Marcus was teaching and people started to flood in on the classes. Classes was quickly divided into three different teachers, all led by martial art experts.
Marcus was one of them who taught the hand-to-hand combats, but he usually pushed it all towards Simon and Crystal. Then we got Sarah Monte, no.456, who was a professional marksmen in all types of guns. Learning from her was a lot easier and seeing her shoot was amazing. Then we got the weapon expert and already a skilled at controlling magic named Zhang Wei, no.359, who was a Xaolin Monk. Learning from him is quite an experience is all I could say, he was a monster in his own right.
Each of the three top instructors would have a couple of sub teachers to help out with the classes. The week were divided into these three teachers. Monday and Wednesday was Marcus class, Tuesday and Friday was Sarah’s class, Thursday and Saturday was Zhang’s class, while Sunday was our day off.
The most surprising thing out of this whole outcome was the approval that Marcus was able to get from the higher ups to even allow all this to happen. The only problem was we didn’t go into magic control as much as we would like. Zheng pushed us towards meditation during these past week, saying that if we don’t quiet our minds we won’t get the results we wanted. I could still remember his classes, just thinking about it gave me a headache.