Chapter 36:The Creed that disappeared

Running through the streets in the middle of the day was a man with a horrible scar on his cheek and a part of his clothes had blood stains on it.

'SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT IT WAS HIM IT WAS HIM IT WAS HIM!!!!" thought with horror the man who turned to look behind him every 5 steps he took for fear that that man was behind him.

Everything was going well a few minutes ago, he and his companions had managed to grab a pretty lady to have a good time as they always did, there was nothing wrong with that...

Although Ecuador hadn't returned to the bar yet, they had bet that he had paid a street girl for a quickie so they didn't care.

But before they could try to remove the woman's clothes a shadow fell from the ceiling on top of one of them and before anyone could react he had slit the neck of another who was holding the woman's legs with a blade coming out of his wrist and blood shot out staining him and the woman.

He didn't even think about it and throwing the terrified girl towards that monster he fled from there as fast as he could ignoring the girl's scream and just hoping the monster didn't chase him.

He had recognized that monster and he thought it was a lie made by one of the men from the Black Skull gang.

As how a man dressed in a black windbreaker and a creepy mask along with a woman had torn apart his friends and how the masked man called himself Mr. Holmes...

The so-called Mr. Holmes had told him to tell everyone that he was back but they all just laughed in his face.

And now that same Mr. Holmes had killed his companions and he would be next if he did not manage to arrive with more people.

After running for what seemed like an eternity he saw with immense joy a familiar group of 5 men were smoking something in a corner fo the street

"GUYS GUYS HELP ME" he yelled with all his might towards them making them turn to look at him surprised by that.

"Jhony what the hell?!!! where are the others?!!!" a man whose hair had a large amount of gray yelled at him and Jhony fell to his knees as he reached them, taking large breaths of air.

"They...they...." Jhony was trying to get air to speak but he couldn't and this made the gray-haired man even more angry, who grabbed him by the arms, making him look up.

But that anger faded when he touched something wet and looking at his hand he saw how it was stained with blood.

Jhony was going to try to continue speaking but when he looked behind them his eyes widened in horror but before he could say anything a knife plunged into his chest surprising everyone else.

The scream of a street girl who saw that did not take long to sound and the workers and homeless who had witnessed that, all of them began to run away from there.

"WHAT?!!!" Before any of them could process what had happened the sound of someone choking was heard behind them so turning quickly they saw how the one behind had a blade through his throat.

"I hope I'm not disturbing anything"said a voice that was somewhat dark and mocking.

Behind the man was a tall figure dressed in a black windbreaker and a gloomy mask, this figure had his left hand behind the man's neck and taking his hand out of there they saw how there was a blade in his wrist, while the man now lifted his hands to his neck trying to stop the bleeding as he fell to the ground.

"Gentlemen, I am happy to inform you that your days of life have come to an end..."

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Removing the hidden blade from the chest of the last man, Adryan wiped the blood from the blade with his clothes and the blade hid again, after that he took out some cards from one of his many pockets and placed them on the bodies of the men.

'These should already be a good part of the members of the Creed so I only have one thing left to do...' Adryan thought after going through all the pockets of the bodies and left the place.

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On Saturday afternoon a large number of people watched in amazement as a 4-story building went up in flames, this building was well known for being the main base of the Creed.

All the people who lived next to the building could only leave the few things they had in their rooms because of the fire, but several others decided to stay and burn with their things, but to everyone's surprise, the fire that burned the base of the Creed was not spreading to others.

Many of the people seeing this began to pray, claiming that this was the punishment of the Gods in which they believed.

"WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!" a familiar voice shouted loudly in the area causing the people who were watching the fire to look at a man in fear.

The people around this man moved away from him making a big circle around him, this man was someone muscular and tall with black eyes and yellow hair with an face with many wrinkles.

This man was Edgar Munich the current leader of the Creed who watched in disbelief as his life's work burned before him.

"Finally you arrived to see the fireworks, I was afraid for a moment that you wouldn't come." A very provocative voice spoke causing Edgar to turn his gaze and see how a man had appeared standing on the roof next to the one that was burning.

This was a tall figure dressed in a black windbreaker and a creepy mask.

"What do you think, do you like the new decoration I put up?" the masked man said mockingly.

The veins bulge on Edgar's face to the point that it looked like it would explode and he yelled at the figure with great hatred.

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM"

"Of course I know who you are Edgar Munich but let me introduce myself I am Mr. Holmes and also your Executioner" giving a small bow to Edgar who now his veins seemed to beat as if hearts occur.

He already planned to make the death of this so-called Mr. Holmes slow but after that now he planned to do worse.

"GET DOWN HERE..." Edgar's words lost in his mouth as he saw how a short sword of fire formed in the hand of the man who threw it towards him and fell right between his feet.

He couldn't even process what was happening because the sword glowed for a moment before it exploded into fire engulfing him.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" Edgar's scream filled the streets and he fell to the ground and started rolling to try to put out the fire but no matter how hard he tried the fire would not go out.

People looked at this in horror and no one came to help the man who was still on fire rolling while screaming from the horrible pain he was experiencing.

After a few minutes Edgar stopped moving and the building that was the base of the Creed collapsed and the so-called Mr. Holmes had disappeared....