1 Captured
A man is running away from two pursuers trailing him from behind. His footsteps rushing as the loud rain erased any evidence he was there. He did not know why but the two pursuers seemed to read his mind as they could effortlessly keep up with him.
The man could see the end of the alleyway in front of him thinking that he would be safe as long as he gets into people infested streets. He was about twenty feet away from the main street when something hit his thigh that made him squeal in pain. The squeal of the man is not heard by anyone as the main street is full of noise of chatting people and music from a band playing.
The man looked towards his thigh and saw that something is embedded on it. The man pulled the thing embedded on his thigh and it was actually a metal rod about one foot in length. The man pressed on it in order to lessen the bleeding of the puncture wound as he glared at his attackers.
The silhouette of the two attackers can be seen just a few feet away from the escaping man. Once the two pursuers noted that the man can no longer escape due to the puncture wound, they came close to the man and took out what seems to be futuristic hand cuffs.
The two pursuers were actually a man and a woman that would be considered as young adults. The man is wearing a black trench coat with a white polo and jeans. He had blue star eyes and a quiff hairstyle that suits his chiseled face. Any man would curse the world for creating someone this handsome.
The woman wore slim fit jeans that accentuated her sexiness while her elegant blouse made her look soft and elegant. She had baby blue eyes and long blonde hair that reached her waist. She looked at the injured man with disdain, but she was still no doubt very beautiful.
The injured man suddenly man suddenly roared with a voice so low that it sounded inhuman. He then suddenly charged towards the woman thinking that she was an easier target. He planned to use the woman as hostage in order to escape from the situation that he is in.
Unfortunately, things did not turn out the way that the injured man has thought in his brain. After roaring an inhuman growl and standing up to charge towards the woman, the woman suddenly emitted a terrifying aura that made the injured man stop in his tracks. More precisely, the injured man was stopped in his tracks by the woman.
The woman's baby blue eyes turned a paler blue color as her long hair started freely waving in the air. There was no draft or gust of wind to make the woman's hair flutter but it did. The partner of the woman which is the blue star eyed man did not move as he could see that the woman is handling it perfectly.
The injured man tried his best to break free from whatever it is that is holding him down. The injured man's body started to twitch, and his muscles started to pulsate. The muscles of the injured man's body started to increase in mass, and he can now move somewhat. It seems that whatever the woman is doing is losing its effect.
"It is best that you surrender, Deviant. Surrender and we will return you after we have released you from your powers." The man in a trench coat stated.
The injured man did not reply and instead shown signs of aggression as his muscles once again bulged. The muscle mass of the man increases to about twice his normal mass. The man in a trench coat thought it was pointless to reason with a Deviant as they lose their minds once they let their power swallow their humanity.
The man in a trench coat hoped that the injured man has at least a shred of humanity left but it was all for naught. The woman increased the pressure that she ensued on the injured man as the latter is starting to break free from her control. She could be seen as struggling by a little bit, but she could still contain him.
"Hurry up and use the inhibiting device on him before he becomes a Depraved! We do not have much time as I sense that his humanity is slipping away from him." The woman exclaimed as she once again put her full attention on suppressing the injured man.
The man in a trench coat noticed that the injury of the man they were pursuing has now closed and no longer spilling out any blood. It seems that his partner is correct in assuming that the man is now turning into a Depraved.
Three more metal rods came out of the man's trench coat and it flew towards the previously injured man. The four metal rods then pierced the body of the Deviant man. One rod for each shoulder and once for each of the Deviant man's thigh. A wail is soon heard from the Deviant man as he suddenly fell unconscious probably due to the sudden pain.
It seems that whatever the Deviant man was doing to his body also affected his stimuli. A normal person would certainly pass out or even die from four metal rods piercing their body, but the Deviant man offered some resistance before losing consciousness. The man in a trench coat then controlled the futuristic looking hand cuffs.
The futuristic looking hand cuffs floated to the Deviant man's right hand first as it bound his right arm. The man in the trench coat then controlled the hand cuffs to lock the other arm. The muscle mass of the Deviant man suddenly returned to normal as the two came over and collected the man for interrogation.
"We can finally leave this place. My hair started becoming dry due to standing watch all night in order to capture one Deviant. I hope this one can spill some information unlike the last ones." The woman stated as she focused her mind and lifted the three of them to a rooftop of a building.
"Whiz, we are ready for extraction. Send the Specter." The man in a trench coat said to his watch.
"Roger that. It will be there in five minutes." A voice from a teenage boy replied.
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In an undisclosed location in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle…
In a room that looks like a police interrogation room, a woman with crimson hair is currently seated with the captured Deviant. As the woman with crimson hair is trying to get information on the captured Deviant, the Deviant suddenly started convulsing and its head started spinning around.
The crimson woman tried her best to prevent the Deviant from attempting to kill himself, but it seems that the she is too late. The Deviant twisted its neck while smiling like a lunatic and the crimson haired woman went out of the interrogation room.
"It seems that this one is also like the other ones that we managed to safely capture. At least you managed to get some information out of him, right?" the man in a trench coat who captured the Deviant asked.
"I hate to be the bearer of bad new but even Hemomancy is not that omnipotent. I barely managed to even know his name before the fool ended himself." The crimson haired woman stated in a rather frustrated tone.
"So, what should we do now? Even our resident telepath finds it difficult to pry into their heads." The man in a trench coat asked as even he is now desperate for answers.
The crimson woman then directs the man in a trench coat to follow her. They went inside another room and she passed him an envelope with the words HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL on them. He waited for the crimson haired woman's instructions, but she just signaled him to open the envelope and he did.
"Why is a highly confidential envelope have the details of a person?" the man in a trench coat asked as he knew from this line of work that highly confidential files cannot be accessed by them and only their leader.
"Read the last sentence of the file. I cannot believe that Joe hid this from us." The crimson haired woman grumbled.
"One of the Prime Candidates for the Child of Gaia. What does this have to do with our problem?" the man in a trench coat asked.
"The Child of Gaia tale has been passed down from generation to generation as the strongest empath. It is said that one is born right after the previous one dies." The crimson haired woman stated.
"So, what does this guy have to do with our problem? It says so in his file that he is powerless." the man in a trench coat asked.
"You do not have to worry about that because I will awaken his powers if he really is the candidate. Empaths are not that rare, but the Child of Gaia is so powerful that they can read memories just by feeling the emotions of others. He is definitely the answer to all our problems if he is really the one." The crimson haired woman insisted.
"So, all I have to do is bring this person here then. Adrian Lugh Nodence. Quite an odd name for someone in the eastern part of the world." The man in the trench coat stated.
