As Deadly fully stood up, the sword had already disappeared back into the suit. he looked down at the body before moving his right hand up, forming his fingers, and snapping.
As soon as the finger collided with his palm, making the sound deadly disapeared and so did the corpse; in addition, the entire room was fixed. the window, the blood, and even the grappling hook holes. It looked as if the room had never been rented.
After the assassination, the eye didn't see anything for another 2 months.
On a bright morning, the eye finally saw something: two people walking into a warehouse in the outskirts of Sector 3. The men wore black trench coats with suits underneeth the one on the left had his left eye closed, and the man on the right was rolling a coin by his side as he walked.
The two men entered the building, revealing around 150 people, almost all of whom were either criminals or notorious within the underground of society. The two men walked up to a podium, and the man with the closed eye began to speak into the mic.
"Ahem, attention all of you, as you should already know i am Lazereye, and this is Coinmaster. As for the reason we called all of you here, it is to gather an army, an army strong enough to completely take over all of Sector 1. however this is no small feat im afraid, so for now we will be setting our sights on Sector 5. Having control over the world's textiles and technology would allow us to gain a lot of control over the econmey allowing us to work our way into the inside of the government and take over from the inside and outside at once."
having layed out the salesman's speech, Lazereye opened the floor to questions from the men. Yet only one person stood up.
The man had very dark eyes, with very dark black hair that was not necessarily very long, but also was not finger-length. The man's eyes were not fully opened; instead, they were in a half-opened state, looking as if he were very bored rather than tired. He wore a mildly torn black t-shirt with a long-sleeved white shirt underneath it. He had a pair of black pants with 6 pockets, 3 on each side, that had a small chain from the lowest part of his hand pocket connecting to the small bag on his lower back.
The bag itself was brown with a knapsack style to it for easy entry and exit. this conected to the belt under his shirt, obscured from vision in the front. Both of the man's hands were within his pockets, and a small white paper stick from a piece of candy was in his mouth.
The man stood up and walked to the podium to talk into the mic. not saying a word as he did or taking his hands out of their places.
As he reached the podium, he began to talk in a low and monotone voice.
"I will join in for the raid on both capitals, but I don't believe any of you here will be able to fight alongside us. I will be testing that now."
With this, the man took the stick out of his mouth and then pursed his lips and shot the piece of candy out of his mouth. The sweet stayed in the air for a moment before being launched towards the crowd of criminals. colliding with a man in the front and instantly blasting throgh his head sending brain matter, blood and bone towards the next one in the line of people the candy was flying through them with no sighs of stopping coating all of them with pieces of the one before them, before instantly stopping as if an animation ended the candy angled another way and shoot through more, the process took around 20 seconds, and after it was over, the sweet returned intact all be it covered in the parts of its victims, the man then put it back into his mouth.
As he looked over the piles of dead bodies lining the warehouse floors, somehow 3 people remained sitting with no wounds to speak of: an infamous thief known as Strech, a mafioso known as Morfer, and an assassin known as the Time killer.
"Im Momento, please refer to me as such, and I will now be the 3rd incharge of this operation."
The man said, turning to the two men still on the podium's landing, mildly shocked to see that their expressions seemed not to change at all, as a matter of fact, the one on the right even shrugged and walked back to the mic and began to speak.
" well since you 4 are all that are left i guess this will have to do. The plan will have to be altered a lot since it was originally to let all of them die anyway, seizing control through mass sacrifice, posing as heroes fighting a revolution."
Lazer eye said as he side eyed Momento for completly up rooting the plan that he'd been working on for many months.
"So I guess we'll do plan 2. We need to find a man known as Laser Glove and take the gloves from him. We will then enact a full-scale conflict with Sector 4 instead. We will only have ourselves to do this task and possibly one other, so this will prove to be quite a up hill battle. For now, everyone, go get the gloves for me."
He said, turning around, leaving the building, following shortly, the entire room was empty except for Momento, who stood there with his eyes very wide in shock that his plan had failed so exponentially.
Around 2 months had passed, and Hacker awoke from his hacked hibernation, learning instantly of all that transpired over the time he was asleep. He walked to the window to see the world through his own fabricated eyes.
Taking a look outside at the sky, he saw something truly fascinating.