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CHAPTER 7:
CHAIN OF REVENGE
The next
morning, the young man read the story in the newspaper and on
television about
the abuse going on at the orphanage and the old caretaker’s mysterious
murder. He honestly couldn’t help but
smile throughout the whole thing. ‘Oh,
whatever is the world coming too?’ he thought sarcastically.
He was
currently staying at one of the best hotels in the city, and his room
was
currently acting as his “home base” for his brief stay in
It was a
bright day even with gray clouds creeping over the horizon, and on this
farm in
the south of
Standing
next to a tree on the far edge of their property, the young man watched
them
with telescopic vision, thanks to a new device he created.
‘Let them eat,’ he thought, unconcerned. ‘Every
guilty and condemned person does
deserve a last meal, after all.’
Nearly an
hour later, as they were cleaning up, the young man took that as his
cue to
move in.
Ten minutes
after the young man slipped into the house through the back door, the
cowardly
couple fled from this blast from their past.
As they hurried to their car, the young man tantalizingly shot
sparks of
lightning at the ground right behind his quarries, just to antagonize
them.
As the car
roared to life and zoomed away, the young man summoned up an orb of
energy with
his electrocuting glove when an unexpected thing happened.
Without
warning, the car suddenly veered off the dirt road to one side and
crashed into
a trench with a sickening crunch.
‘Well,’ the
young man thought, harmlessly releasing the energy he was just
gathering, ‘That just made my job a lot easier.’
He couldn’t
deny that this didn’t make it worth his time; he got to say what he
wanted to
the couple (mainly calling them hypocrites and cowards, among other
things). He then subjected the old
couple to a few of his memories from that atrocious orphanage; he then
got cut
off as the couple’s dog came up and bit him.
In the few moments that followed, in which he disabled the
wretched
animal, the couple managed to get to their car, hence the short chase
that
followed.
Going back
inside the house, the young man took a look around.
He was just glancing at some pictures above
the mantle in the living room when–
It
couldn’t be!
The couple
was standing in a photograph with an older man in front of a scientific
research facility. This old man,
strangely enough, haunted his dreams even more than the wretched
caretaker and
the orphanage.
Apart from
the last time this man ever saw his parents, there was one other
specific
memory from that time period which he remembered all too well. That wretched old man once visited the couple
in charge of him on one occasion. From
another room, the young man (then only a boy) could hear the old man
convincing
the couple to get rid of him for reasons he couldn’t hear (the old man
then
whispered those reasons).
It was the
name tag on the old man’s clothes in the picture which made the young
man decide not to kill him too.
By sheer coincidence, he had heard of this man for his
scientific
knowledge and reputation, and then decided to go looking for him. He had no idea the scientist and elderly
friend of the couple were one and the same.
‘Well, this
just made things a lot easier. Not to
mention more interesting…’
A couple of
days later, the scientist was sitting in his office, working busily as
sunlight
came in through his office window.
The next
moment, it was suddenly pitch black; he couldn’t see a thing!
“What’s
happened?” he exclaimed, rubbing his eyes, fearing something had gone
wrong
with his sight.
The next
moment, his sight returned, but now there were two very obvious and
significant
differences. The blinds were now pulled
down over the window, and a young man with this seemingly dark aura
around him
was standing in front of his desk.
“Who are
you!?” he exclaimed, jumping out of his seat in a panic.
“Someone
you managed to condemn to an awful orphanage for nearly a decade when
he was
only a boy,” he said in a cold voice, those blue eyes boring into the
old
man’s. “You managed to convince a couple
charged with taking care of me to abandon me at an orphanage where the
caretaker abused and hurt me. Have you
heard what’s happened to them lately?”
The
scientist’s analytical mind clicked when he understood the connections
between
himself and three other people. He had
heard about what happened to them too.
However,
the scientist wouldn’t let this stop the visitor.
“You came
from an awful family who –” he started to say defiantly.
“I did not
choose to be born to,” the visitor cut him off with glacial coldness. “And you call yourself a scientist? Whatever happened to the ‘nature vs. nurture’
argument?”
That pretty
much killed off the scientist’s argument.
“I can call
security,” he then threatened.
The visitor
laughed darkly. “We both know I have the
means of taking care of that and have already done that.”
The
scientist was now screwed. Begging for
mercy was now his last resort, and he knew it.
“Are you
going to kill me?” he asked in a small voice.
A truly
cold and evil smile crept across the visitor’s face.
“No.
It turns out I need you for some particular… endeavors. Although by the
time all is done…”
Here the
young man let that dangle, and then moved closer so his face was less
than a
foot away from the scientist’s, before finishing his statement.
“…I’ll make
you wish you were dead.”
TBC…
A/N: Now
things are getting more interesting, aren’t they?
Also, sorry
for the delay; I just wanted to see and make sure where this story was
going
before I wrote any more of it.
As for our
new bad guy, this is the last you’ll see of him for a while.
Oh, and by
the way, next chapter, we see what Snape’s been up to… –Quillian