Chapter Text
Prologue
"Nobody said that I had to bring the suspect back alive. I wouldn't mind getting rid of you here." The man said, giving the boy in front of him a cold stare.
They were standing in a cable car and were screaming at each other about some gang business.
None of the other passengers could see it, but between the two bodies a part of their souls, the physical manifestation of one's fighting spirit, were having a fierce fight. Invisible sparks flew as their fists collided, yet their hosts stood still, putting on a facade of calm and collected argument.
The only problem with that was that the man had been sent flying through the cart only second prior and everyone totally saw him lick the boy's face.
No facade is going to save you weirdos now.
Blood dripped from the man's mouth as he continued speaking.
"But I've had enough of dealing with that dangerous power of yours today", the black haired man in the strangely stylish white suit took a step back.
"So I'm leaving."
And with that he ducked behind a chair and was gone, leaving behind the visibly distressed boy.
It took the boy a while to collect himself after this strange assault, but when he turned to the passengers his voice was steady and clear.
"You saw nothing."
Then he got of on the next stop without ever looking back on the mess he had caused.