[Location: Guardian's Headquarters]
The wind blew ferociously, with intense dusts scattered, the bladed sounds of an approaching helicopter drew closer, closing in on a large field, it landed on the field gently, spreading dusts into the air.
A total of twenty armed security guards were spotted.
All dressed in black suits, with their eyes covered in black sunshades.
divided into a group of ten, both sides stood uniformly, facing eachother with a sterned gaze.
the door leading into the chopper opened up.
A brunet emerged from the helicopter with a smile on his face.
Slowly taking off his glasses with a bright smile plastered on his lips, his gaze were focused on the entity standing before him.
an elderly looking figure, brown eyed and grey haired, dressed in a butler uniform.
One could tell he's the son of a wealthy billionaire. With his mana output proving his innate powers as an awakened.
A lopsided smile escaped his lips, gently bowing his head before the young figure, every single guard followed suit, bowing their heads before the young figure in unison.
" Welcome back young master " the elderly figure voiced out.
" Old man Albert, It's good to see you once again, if you aren't dead yet, I doubt anything is capable of killing you " He spoke out with a chuckle, tapping the old man on his shoulders as he walked passed him.
" I'll take that as a compliment, how was it? " The old man gently asked.
" It was ok tho, I wasn't given much work since I'm the young master of the Guardians Agency, I only had to kill a few numbers of night creatures, they were quite disgusting....had to bath ten times to clean up their rotten bloods "
" Where's father? " He requested.
" Young master Joel, the Director is quite occupied with the current situation, a double gate break which occured a few days ago has been the trending topic, with many high elite agencies seeking for a chance " the old man explained.
" Huh? I've heard of the double gate break, but wasn't it taken care of already? why would they be a need of competition? " He asked, his eyebrows curled up, staring at the cold grin of the old man.
" Was the news false? " He asked.
" Yes, it was announced as a successful subjugation event but in reality, that's a lie....a lie told to ease the mind of our people, the armed force suffered a ton facing off an unknown trespasser and now he's nowhere to be found "
The old man explained.
" I see, now I understand the sudden summon of father, the Guardians will be involved in this new subjugation mission right? I believe we won't be doing this alone.....which other agencies will we be partnering with? " He asked.
" We are currently partnering with the Anzerath agency while the IPac are our mere foot soldiers to clear the path for us " the Butler explained, noticing the look of disgust plastered on the young master's face.
" IPac? aren't they the lowest of them all? " The young master questioned.
" Yes they are, and that's why they were essentially picked, Enzerath and the Guardians have a few things in common so we don't need adding a higher agency, IPac will be used and discarded as mere tools "
" And besides those who will be deployed are a few cadets your age, but weaker " the butler explained, causing the young master to chuckle softly.
His body glowed, gently careesing his hair..... he could feel his mana surging out without care, the old man Albert remained firmed, unwavered by the display of power witnessed, a smile escaped his lips.
" Ofcourse they are weaker....compared to the higher twelve agencies, cadets of IPac are mere toys, soldiers bred to die, Guardians bred soldiers to conquer.... there's a vast difference " the young master Joel bragged.
Being the son of a Director who controls one of the strongest agencies in the government and possessing one of the most broken Talents, with high mana aptitude, he's ranked as a special case.
" Albert, send me a list of all the soldiers participating in the subjugation mission, I need to know who might be quite the threat to me " He commanded.
" Are you going to be participating in this mission? young master Joel " Old man Albert questioned.
" There's a reason why father requested for my immediate return back to the headquarters, if I wasn't going to participate.....he would have let me be " He declared.
Seconds later, a motorcade of black benz arrived before him.
With the door opened for him, he kept his hands in his pocket, making his way into the G-Wagon, the old man followed him from behind, entering one of the cars behind him, they drove out of the scene.
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Riley was returned back to the main section of the Willow's Ground, given a specific training with the rest of the Infantry subjects who were assigned for deployment which will be taking place in a few days.
Scheduled to be trained alongside his fellow Subjects ready for their infantry role in the upcoming subjugation mission.
Riley's seen walking across the hallway of the Willow's Ground, with eyes of subjects fixed on him, he remained unwavered by their gaze, walking through the crowd when he noticed Yven and his team.
Although they retained that saddened look, eyes of pity but Riley wasn't fazed by it, he has dealt with a few of their kinds before, swiftly walking passed them without uttering a word.
He walked into a hall to see all the subjects gathered together.
They were all cladded in a blue uniformed battle suits, a total of thirty infantry subjects were assigned for this mission, each had their names registered, with the understanding that death awaits them.
There's no way forward, only death.....each of them is prepared for the fate which awaits them in the abyss, their attentions drifted towards his direction.
Three Slavers were appointed to train them, from their suits and masks, Riley could tell they were completely different from the rest of the Slavers, this aren't Slavers but battle instructors.
Special ranked Slavers whose purpose is to simply tutor the subjects in the ways of true bloodshed and battle carnage, they are all captain ranked soldiers.
" Good....the last subject has arrived, grab your weapon kid "
The voice of a battle instructor echoed, Riley stared with a confused look on his face, not understanding what was happening, Riley felt it, the vibrations in the air, he received a kick to his chest.
Instinctively blocking the kick with his arms, he could feel his bones twisting, waves of shock erupted and he was sent crashing into the metals designed walls, crashing his back on the wall.
Riley collasped on his knees, trying to control the pains he felt but this was the beginning, he slowly raised his gaze, glaring at the battle instructor who stood before him, their eyes met and he could feel his bones shivering.
Beads of sweats covered his face.
His eyes reddened when he felt a gravitational pull, he couldn't resist, he was pulled into the choking hand of the battle instructor, with the instructor's hand wrapped around his neck, choking him tightly, Riley was lifted up into the air, struggling to catch his breath despite the immense pains.
" Pathetic.....I expected the child who challenged the authority of a Slaver to be atleast strong, you are just a lousy kid who's weak huh? " The battle instructor questioned.
" Calm down Myzel....do you want to expose our husband? " A voice whispered.
Her cerulean gaze squinted, releasing an unsanctioned force, capable of twisting the atmosphere itself, Alpha's right hand fell on the shoulder of Myzel..... calming her down.
Zaine gritted her teeths, barring her fangs but she controlled her emotions, watching her deR husband suffering such immensely hurted her, if he wished.
She would rip everyone apart within a second.
The battle instructor's gaze widened in shock, he felt a rushing sensation, he turned his gaze, noticing the eyes of an enraged monstrosity gazing at him but he saw nothing, Riley noticed the weakened grip.
Seeing an opportunity to break free, Riley acted on it.
He increased the pressure of his grip, twisting the Instructor's right hand, he broke free, he fell back, in response....the second Battle Instructor attacked but Riley was prepared for it.
He blocked the attack, but he wasn't able to fully control the pressure, he was sent crashing on the ground, a soft groan erupted, Riley gently rose up from the ground, dusting off the dirts on his shoulder.
The first battle instructor glanced at his twisted right hand, he chuckled.
" Hmph, what a strange kid.....he may be weak but I guess I now understand why the Director sees the potential in him, too bad he will sent off to his death.....but I'll groom him myself " He declared.
Using his mana to repair his torn tissue and his broken arm.
Riley remained firm, unable to decide his next move, he controlled his movements, standing against three Battle Instructors, each possessing unique mana output, corresponding with their Talents.
" Am I dead? " Riley asked.
" No, not at all....why would I kill a toy that's quite interesting, besides the one killing you ain't me but the battlefield, I'm here to simply show you the way and besides I have a few questions to ask "
" Why do I feel scared standing before you? what exactly are you hiding kid? " The battle instructor questioned, he stretched forth his right hand.
\Graviton Talent is active/
He deactivated the gravity within the hall, causing everything to be blown by the intense pressure, all floated across space itself, all except himself and the two Battle Instructors, he chuckled.
" Release " He chanted.
Releasing a pressure that tore through the muscles of every subject present, their screams and agony covered the atmosphere, the sounds of bones being twisted echoed, Riley was no exception to the torment.
But his densed muscles came in handy.
He was sent crashing into the metallic wall by the Battle Instructor, he could feel his body being forced into the walls by the intense pressure, bloods gushed out of his lips, struggling to withstand the pains.