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In a posh apartment , the morning sky gleamed through the cracks of the blinds and birds chirped awakening some people from their slumber, on the couch of this apartment laid Rico, his upper body wrapped in bandages and his leg resting up upon the arm of the couch.

He snapped awake and tried to move his body but the was met with a sharp pain, "FUCK!" he cried out trying to get up, he grabbed onto the coffee table for some kind of balance but it flipped over from all the weight from his body.

"Would you mind telling me why you're fucking up my living room you dick?" a euphonious voice sounded from above Rico contrasting her crude language. The white haired woman put Rico's arm around her shoulder attempting to help him back upon the couch but was forced down by the boy who pinned her arms on the couch and looked at her with a sinister look in his eyes.

Her voice was just as beautiful as her face, her good looks complimented by her platinum blonde hair and her forrest green eyes, if not for his situation right now Rico would have probably tried to shoot his shot.

"Where is my daughter?" Rico's rough voice asked not wasting anytime to cut to the chase, the woman rolled her eyes at his rude display but answered his question nonetheless.

"Daughter? Aren't you a little young to be a father you dick? The cute girl is in the room," she said maneuvering her arm out of his grasp and pointing to the master bedroom, Rico tried to rise to but almost toppled over, it still hurt to be on his feet. The woman took his arm and helped him walk to the room, in the modern room layed his daughter on a king sized bed.

Seeing his daughter safe without a scratch Rico let out the breath he'd be holding since he woke up. He was able to let his guard down now he thought as he and the woman walked back to the couch that he woke up on, upon sitting down he turned to look at the white haired woman.

"What's your name?" he asked her, "Felica Hardy." she replied with an annoyed undertone, she still didn't appreciate him pinning her down earlier and it was evident. Rico hid a smirk, watching the woman hold a grudge was like watching a cat pout.

"Rico James." he stated after seeing that the feline like woman had no intentions of asking him his name, "Did you save us?" he asked her in hopes of getting a clear picture of what happened after he fell unconscious. Felica responded with a curt nod hoping that the boy didn't ask anymore questions.

"I heard your daughter crying in the alley and I found you two then I took you home and had my way with you," she said suggestively, making eye contact with the honey eyed boy. Rico knew that was true but it wasn't like he would've minded anyway.

Holding eye contact with her, Rico smiled "Thank you." he uttered lowly. If she didn't save him god knows what would've happened to him, he probably would have bled out in the alley leaving his daughter orphaned .

"Not a problem dick." she replied to him kicking her feet up on the now upright coffee table and turned on the tv, the news anchor's voice commentating was heard as he explained the current news, Rico sighed letting his body be at rest, he didn't know why but he felt like he was safe to not be on alert in the apartment.

'System.' he called out in his mind a multitude of notifications flooded his view which he ignored and only paid attention to the shining one,

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[Hidden Quest Complete]

[Defeat The Thugs]

4/4

Rewards: 10 Stat Points, ???

Would you like to claim your reward?

Yes No

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Rico didn't hesitate to say yes looking at the the screen infront of him, he checked his stats and seen 10 unused points but what really caught his eye was what he earned from the mystery reward.

[Enhanced Senses]

[The user has extremely accurate senses.]

[Apply Now?]

The second he applied his new reward, new sounds immediately pierced his ears causing him to cover his ears and clench his teeth, he could hear every conversation going on in the area, every step people took, people fucking, it seemed as if he could hear everything in the city.

"AGH." he groaned drawing attention from Felica who quickly asked was he okay but Rico could not focus on her voice, an alarm bell rung in his head and a familiar screen appeared in front of him but this time red.

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ALERT! THE HOST'S SENSE ARE BEING OVERWHELMED!

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Rico ignores the system as he tried to gain control over his senses but it proved to be a difficult task. "Rico," Felcia called out in a soft tone but for Rico it felt like her words were blaring.

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HOST YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN

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Felica didn't know what was going but she could tell that he was about to implode. She started to caress his arm hoping to bring him some sense of stability, "Calm down," she said to him with every ounce of sincerity hoping that it would work.

He took deep breathes trying to focus on her soothing voice and her soft palm caressing his arm, his breathing slowed while reeling in his senses like a fisherman reeling in a calming fish. Soon the only thing he was focusing on was her breathing and what was going on outside her apartment was blocked out.

Rico opened his eyes along with removing his bleeding bottom lip from his mouth, he'd never felt that way in his life, it was like he could hear the universe. Before he could get his thoughts together he felt light tap on his thigh.

Honey brown eyes welled up with tears stared right into his soul, Imani's lip quivered and shook at the sight if her father. She jumped into his arms causing a grunt to come from Rico and bawled her eyes out.

"It's okay, Daddy's alright baby." He comforted her rubbing circles on her back, Felica feeling like she was intruding so she dismissed herself to the kitchen to give them some time together.

Looking back at the two on the couch, a certain cat burglar emerged in her mind. She sighed at her thoughts, there wasn't a day that went past that she didn't miss him and seeing the father and daughter duo in her living room made it more painful as she opened her wine cabinet and started pouring in a glass.

After a while the hyperventilating girl calmed down but didn't cease her otherworldly grip on her father, Rico held her until she felt comfortable enough to slowly let go of him.

"Daddy okay?" she asked him looking up with her doe eyes which melted the heart of Rico, "Yes, Daddy is all good." he replied softly ignoring the pain to flex his unoccupied arm to show his daughter. Imani smiled after getting full conformation that her father was not critically injured.

The sound of glass being shattered suddenly surprised the two, their heads snapping to the source of the noise. Being stared at by the two who looked very similar

at the moment, she laughed at the doe eyed duo.

"My apologies for interrupting your conversation," she said kicking the glass to the side and grabbing another glass from the cabinet and pouring some wine into her new glass, Imani's eyes lit up at the sight of the woman she turned back to her dad excitedly saying,

"Daddy it's the cat lady!" she stated with a smile beaming on her face, Felica spit out her wine and Rico just looked at his daughter in confusion. "The cat lady?" his voice said in curiousity as he stared at Felica with a hint of teasing in his eyes, the white haired beauty shook her head to deny the accusations.

"No sweetheart, my name is Felic-" she tried to say approaching the couch to talk to the two but the girl was not hearing it, Imani got off of her father's lap and hugged the woman's leg, "Thank you!" she said without letting go of her leg. Felica was suprised that the girl hugged her but she was happy, she couldn't remember the last time she got a hug. Rico looked at this scene and tsked, his daughter usually didn't hug anyone or even spoke to anyone besides himself and Ms. Willow.

Felica hugged the girl back while Rico stood up much to his discomfort, stretching his bones that weren't broken. He looked at the TV and his eyes widened, he quickly grabbed the remote and turned the tv up to hear the news anchor.

"Last night at an apartment in Brooklyn, 4 people were found dead and the other in critical condition, the police still has an ongoing investigation but one possible suspect has already being arrested in regards to this." He announced then moving to foward to this next topic.

"Suspect?" Rico said aloud his voice laced in confusion,

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In A Luxury Penthouse

"Mr.Fisk, it was taken care of." said a man of well stature holding a folder in his hand, he wore a expensive looking suit and adorned some glass that added to his style. The giant did not turn around despite the good news instead he just stared at the painting no doubt contemplating on something.

"Did you find where the boy fled to Wesly?" Fisk put question to the fact that Wesly said it was taken care of. Like Fisk guessed, Wesly replied, "No sir, but-" his words were cut off by Fisk's voice which was very calm.

"Find him Wesly." he said authoritatively, not removing his eyes from the painting, "Yes Sir," said Wesly obligingly, walking out of his boss apartment to the elevator. Clicking the button to the bottom floor as Wesley awaited for the elevator to descend, he opened the folder in his hand and looked at the picture of teenager with long black dreads sticking up the middle finger in the photo.

He reviewed the information as the elevator dinged and halted its descent, closing the folder Wesley walked out the elevator. He looked at the bodyguard standing guard at the entrance signaling with his head for the man to come with him as he exited the building, "Drive, we're going to Brooklyn." Wesly said entering the backseat of tinted out black car.

'I'll find you' Wesly thought to himself with conviction staring out the window as the car slowly started to pull off from the penthouse and towards the destination.