Hah! Bet you guys didn't see a second one coming!

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Ash

I was currently surrounded by both the police and the military all pointing weapons at me. But I am getting ahead of myself here lets go back a bit.

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After a couple of hours I gave up. With no internet looking for people is just too hard. Plus everywhere I go people give me shitty looks, and once they hear my crappy ass Russian they get upset and don't even bother with me.

I do not envy detectives in the slightest. All this looking for clues crap is such a pain in the ass. What I wouldn't give for a computer with satellite access! It could speed this search up considerably.

I was half tempted to go back to that police station and talk to Nickolai again. At least he seemed friendly. I mean I tried to buy a freaking ice cream cone (with money I stole along the way) and the man behind the counter took one look at me, started screaming in Russian (something about filth) and threw glasses and chunks of ice cream at me.

After I scrambled outside I checked my clothes to see what was dirty but just chalked it up to craziness. Along the way I started padding my pockets with various things. Jewels, cash, and the occasional weapon. The jewels and cash are pretty standard never know when they may come in handy. The guns were because they seemed like old models and would be quite rare back in my time.

I really needed to dust off the old steal ability. Its been to long and this place is perfect for it! I walked in and out of a few jewelry stores with at least a few grand. I even stole a motorcycle. Unlike with the Lambo I couldn't wait to steal this beauty. It was a 1954 Triumph Tiger 110 650 cc OHV Twin. My dad was a huge oldie's fan and one day he was going through his magazines with me on his lap. I saw the bike in the magazine and wanted one immediately! Although my dad said they were to rare and expensive. I ended up pouting and being a little ass the rest of the day.

To this day I have kept and eye out but wasn't able to find one that either needed some serious work or I had to pay a ridiculous amount of money. Sure I could have gone to Britain and stole one but the effort involved was just not worth it.

So when I made sure nobody was looking I took it.

I thanked Rhea and Chronos for sending me here. This place was like a dream. With no psychic detectors or power surveillance equipment stealing was so much fun! It also fit my personality. No effort was needed!

Like a kid in a town made from candy I kept a smile on my face the whole time.

"Ah bliss. Can't wait to get home with all this. Too bad they don't have a museum or something. I would take them for everything they got!"

"Is that so?" I hear a voice behind me.

I spin to see who the hell snuck up on me. But to my surprise, I don't see a damn thing.

"The fuck?"

"At first I thought you were a spy. But quite a few things didn't quite add up. You came here looking for two people who are definitely residents, you weren't surprised at the fact I spoke perfect English, and you went all around town stealing and asking for information about those girls. So I finally came to a conclusion. You are not a spy no. But you are someone who knows something about the cult that was tracked here and you know what they have planned is incredibly dangerous. So from what I have seen you are here to save those two and since you know whats about to happen you decided to steal from the good folks here."

When the voice finished speaking all of a sudden standing in front of me was a bunch of armed soldiers and police all pointing their weapons at me.

"Fuck me."

The soldiers slowly start to part and up walks Nickolai. Except this time he is not in a police uniform. No, this time he was dressed in a military uniform with the rank of general.

"Yo Nickolai still up to showing me around the whores?"I say cheerily.

He gives me a glare and spits at my feet."You are a scum opportunist. You didn't care for the people of my country one bit. Instead you wrote them off and started stealing from them. Now here you are surrounded and still wearing those filthy clothes and play at jokes!?

"Kinda my thing. I tend to not take things seriously. Although I am curious how you were able to hide from me and follow me also what this about a cult?"

He snorts and waves. A few of his men move forward but I laugh and open both my hands. All the people present watch a shower of ammunition flows from my hands. Everyone freezes and Nickolai looks at the smile on my face.

He then pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He offers me one but I decline. With a shrug he lights one up and puts the pack away. After a long pull he finally starts speaking again.

"You are no simple super. If I had to guess you could probably take everyone here. The fact that you haven't forces me to give thanks. I can tell from your eyes you have killed before and wouldn't think twice about killing everyone here."

I don't answer but keep the smile on my face and narrow my eyes at him. Catching my hint he smiles and shakes his head.

"The fact that I have never heard of you is surprising my friend."He starts walking and takes a seat on a bench and motions for me to sit.

I sit down next to him and wait for him to finish another pull. "How about we trade information?"

"Oh pretty sure I have the advantage here and you did call me scum and spit at me." I replied with a smile.

"True but there are things you want to know and you are an American did you honestly expect a warm welcome during these times? I may dislike you but I need information."he states.

"What the hell did I do? I mean besides all the stealing."

"You can not be ignorant of the tensions between our countries?"He takes another pull and raises an eye.

Oh shit! The cold war! How the fuck did I forget that!?......Right middle school history. Damn you High School!

"Plus the clothes you are wearing are just."He looks at my outfit in disgust and spits on the ground.

"Seriously what's wrong with my clothes!? I don't think they are too bad."

He looks at me and shakes his head. I hear a few guns reloading and spare a moment to empty them again. Nickolai grimaces at this.

"Enough we need information and so do you do you agree to a trade or not!?" He yells and throws his cigarette.

"*Sigh*Fine I'll start. How the hell did you sneak up on me? Which one of you is the super?"

He smiles and his chest pumps up with pride."That would be me. I have the ability to conceal the presence of myself and others completely."

"Wait that's illegal as hell! No country is allowed to have a super with class 2 or higher abilities and yours is definitely a class 1!"I shout out.

He snorts."Please like your country doesn't have some in its army. In fact I have faced a few over the years. Now it is my turn. What do you know of the Cult of the Abyss?"

Still a little shocked at the little revelation of both our countries breaking the rule. Well I will just have to find out and blackmail them later.

"Cult of the Abyss? Sorry drawing a blank here bub."

His face twisted in rage at that."Typical American always with the lies!" He snarls and pulls a gun on me. However when he went to pull the trigger all he heard was a click.

I took his ammo when I took everyone elses. No matter if he kept the gun hidden or not with all the different visions I have how did he expect to hide a gun from me? Maybe his power could have managed it but either he forgot or underestimated me.

I kept my smile and patted his seat for him to sit. But he decided to pull a knife instead. With a sigh I grab his wrist and break it.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"With a scream he falls to his knees and holds his wrist to his chest. The soldiers seeing this tried to rush forward. But a quick firebolt exploding in front of them stopped them dead in their tracks.

Even Nickolai stopped what he was doing and looked at me this time with fear.

"Now lets be civil people yes I do not know what Cult of the Abyss is. But I have Idea as to what they up to."I said in my best Russian.

With a pained grimace Nickolai gets back on the bench and cradles his arm."Stop speaking my language you disgrace it."

Ouch! My bad for only learning enough to read books!

"Tell me what you do know then."He lets out.

"I know that sometime between 12am and 2 am they will cause something to happen and it will kill alot of people."

His face along with several of the soldiers goes pale. I see a few of them translating for each other.

"We must evacuate!"He gets up but I stop him and shake my head.

"Its to late whoever is in the city now is stuck theres no time to outrun it. Besides I am not a hundred percent sure of the times anyway. Your best bet is to prepare for a fight and call for help."

He gives me a grim look and then shouts something to his soldiers. As he tries to get up again I stop him.

"I need to know where the girls are."I stare him straight in the eyes.

He frowns but nods his head.

"They work at the bar uptown. Can't miss it biggest and best in town."Then he starts to walk away.

"Does this bar have a name?"

He sighs then gives me a look like humoring a child."p'yanyy stul" After that he gets in a jeep and takes off.

"Well off to the Drunken Stool!"

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Yes I know its a crap translation but If you get the reference good job!