《Nefarious Affairs》3. Please don't do anything bad to me. Ok?
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"Is this the place?"
Boian transformed back from a bat on top of a five storied building.
The building was not the tallest but in that outskirt area of the Orken town, it stood mighty.
"Yes…" Another shadowy figure climbed to the top of the building and replied. Unlike Boian, he couldn't fly but had to climb the walls against gravity. This made him slower to reach the top. He looked weak and shriveled like a hungry man living in poverty.
He relaxed his body after reaching beside Boian; keeping up with Boian had a great toll on his body.
"The girl is in that house." he pointed to a house not so far from where they stood. The two storied house stood a decent distance from clustered housing area.
"Are you sure she meets my requirements?" Boian asked for confirmation.
"Sir, you know your conditions are hard to be met. An untouched and pure human girl who lives alone is very rare. I have no previous encounters with this girl, but based on the info I got from the organization she meets everything you asked for. If I may, can you tell me the reason for this preference?"
"What can I say? It's just preference. I love the taste of hormones and youthfulness. The young untouched ones have the best taste." Boian said without batting an eye. But he was cursing in his mind. 'Do you think I want to do this? Do you take me as someone who has a fetish for this? If not my crappy heart needs Yin energy from females to sustain it, do you think I will bother mingling with humans risking trouble from the enforcers?'
Boian sensed his soul body. His heart had become so much weaker. The lack of purity of Yin Energy in this world had made his usual strength to weaken. He had to hunt for lone females who meet his requirements. This way he could continue in this world without finding trouble with the authority.
"Frank. You will get this if she is like you said." Boian took out a tiny grey colored crystal and displayed it.
Frank was stunned by what he saw. His stayed like a statue with his widened eyes and open jaws for a dozen seconds looking at the crystal in Boian's hand.
"This...how could this be? Is that real?"
Frank could not believe his eyes. This crystallization of Evil energy was very hard to do. An individual couldn't do it alone. It could only be produced in this world during the ceremony every 3 years by the Elders. They will keep most of these crystals for themselves and release the minute amount to the Dark treasury for transactions. The rest of the summoned energy was released into the atmosphere so beings weaker than him can sustain their lives.
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"It is real." Boian had a casual look on his face. These kinds of reactions were normal to him.
"How did you get it?"
"The elder I worked for before gave it as a parting gift." Boian lied. He could summon a controlled amount of Evil energy with his special pendant and he could even manually crystallize the scattered Evil energy around him. But he would not tell that to anyone here. This world differed from the world he knew and he wanted to understand and follow through the customs of this world to merge in.
"This is not the first time I had dealings with DBSL. As long as you help me with my needs, I will well take care of you." Boian said while looking at Frank's eyes.
Frank lowered his head instantly and shook his head.
"You know our organization's reputation; we did our research and we would recommend this girl. If she does not meet your eyes, we can always find many others soon....as long as.... you do not trigger the enforcers. Can you reward me now, please? I never possessed an Evil crystal." Frank said while looking at the home of the girl. His eyes gazed at the street lamp that was not functioning for a second before quickly looking back at the energy crystal in Boian's hand with desire.
"Reward always comes after the job gets done." Boian refused instantly and made the tiny crystal vanish out of Frank sight with a flip of his palm. "Are you coming along?"
"No Sir. Two of us together may cause an alarm." Frank immediately refused while shaking his head.
"I will give the reward when I return," Boian observed the house. It looked safe and his senses didn't find anything out of ordinary.
"Unlike your name, you are not frank. I will go now."
Boian gave a side glance at Frank before jumping from the building and transforming to a bat mid-air. He felt something amiss with Frank and couldn't help feel wary. His reason for not coming and his words were all utter crap. His instinct was also warning him. He had literally no choice now as his heart needed the supplement soon or he would get in trouble. But could anything in this world truly bring him trouble?
Frank, who still stood atop the building, watched a small bat fly towards the house while taking multiple peaks at the inoperative street lamp and whispered.
'Such a waste. You need to come back to give me the reward. Will you even reward me if you did? Thank you. You are saving my life from this trap.'
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Breaking into a home was easy for him. As long as there was an opening to the inside, regardless of how small it is, he can transform and get inside. Nowadays even with all windows, doors, and chimneys closed, he has his ways to get inside as he had done it many times during the past decade. His target's apartment was on the second floor with window AC and a cooking vent making it even easier to get inside.
Past 11 PM. After transforming into a small sized bat he went inside the apartment through the kitchen window that was open.
Without making any noise he transformed back and floated gently above the floor with a just tiny tap on the floor. She was watching something in the bedroom. He was not surprised seeing her awake this late at night. Considering the desolation of the area, his accumulated experience and his skill in preventing any voice leakage, he confidently went in fast yet making no noise.
Unexpectedly, the girl who was so engrossed in watching the TV abruptly turned around while moving sideways as if someone screamed near her ears. The girl came to see him who was approaching like a shadow and screamed from the top of her lungs.
"AAAAHHHH....hm..hmmm"
Within a moment of her abrupt discovery, his speed rose, and he reached behind her like a shadow snake coiling around her with his hand covering her screaming mouth. Bending her head back to his shoulder, clasping her hands with his left hand firmly, covering her mouth with his right hand he slowly moved his head towards her left ear and whispered softly.
"Girl. Don't make any sound. Don't resist. We can make this easier for both of us. If you resist, you will be just wasting your energy for no reason. I will not kill you, I will not rob you and I will not rape you. I am just here to nourish myself. After that's done, I will be gone without even a hair left behind and you won't even remember anything. If you cooperate, I can make this comfortable for you."
The girl was shivering in his hands and when she heard his whispering voice near her ear, she felt ticklish and her fear reduced slowly and she calmed down.
'Did she sense me before? That's difficult to be true.' As the girl was calming down he contemplated about her abrupt scared reaction even before he appeared before her sight.
"Alright girl, I will let my hands off. If you disobey me, you will suffer."
He let his hands loosen gently while observing the girl. Since she was already under his control, he could do his work without even saying all those soothing words to calm the girl down. But how can he be rude to a woman? He was raised to be a gentleman. Perhaps, it's more accurate to say he was brutally trained instead.
He would use her without giving her anything in return, which itself was a rude concept in the modern world of coexistence. So how could he even be forceful and rude to his benefactor?
His victims would try to scream again and resist even if he warned them a hundred times. Even though, this custom was proved useless he still continues to do so. As a precaution whenever he loosens his hand from the mouth he always does it so he can close the mouth faster without delay. After many close calls, he used hypnotic voice on the victims so they obey his words like how did he it with the previous girl.
She made none noise, but she tried to turn her head slightly and slowly to take a peek at the aggressor at her home. Even though she still has some anxiousness, her response could describe her being more curious rather than scared.
"Are you really not going to harm me?"
She asked him in a soothing voice.
He was startled. How could she ask him a question when she was supposed to be hypnotized? He was confident in his inherent ability as he had practiced it multiple times and experimented with almost all sort of people and beings. He once made a group of Cyclops believe that they were also' born with two eyes.
'She is strange. She could sense me and she was not affected by my words. Does she have unusual senses?'
He could not help wonder whether she was a normal human. After hearing his hypnotic voice, his victims couldn't talk on their own without being questioned by him. So the purpose of his words was just to calm them down and hypnotize them rather than make them cooperate willingly. Which human will cooperate with a monster like him? This was the case for the last dozen of young women he targeted before.
"Who are you, Mister? Please don't do anything bad to me. Ok?"
Hearing her cute voice, he really couldn't help but feel an urge to do something EXTREMELY BAD.
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