12 Who is He?

Another end of the globe, In Tokyo

"Listen Doggies, this big sister does not have time to play! So quickly hand over that Totem piece, you are hiding ."

In the large garage, a Beautiful female was standing while talking to the twenty werewolves who were growling, clearly high on violent behavior. She was wearing a casual crop top and ripped jeans.

The group of male wolves and female wolves were ready to hear the command of their pack leader and shred this self-confident girl into pieces of meat.

Alpha wolf which was a large male of six five in height growled in anger,

"Careful, what are you talking about little girl? That Totem is our pack artifact.

And for your disrespect to us, we assure you will not walk back on two legs."

With a strong howl, the alpha changed into a big wolf weighing five hundred pounds, and on his cue, all twenty members of the pack changed into wolves ready to rip this conjurer into chunks.

She chuckled and commented,

"Oi, oi you are a pretty violent pack even before the full moon. "

She gazed into the eyes of the pack and mentally commanded them.

"Freeze! "

The recoil of stopping midway from the powerful pounce took over these wolves, and the price they had to pay was fracture of their hind legs.

All wolves lied on the ground and began howling in pain. The alpha was trying to resist her command but was unable to do more than his trembling forelegs.

She lazily walked between the pack and said,

"Don't worry! You are a pretty good healer, minor injuries like this will heal in no time.

Ahh, and where was I? Yeah Totem. "

She searched the lair of werewolves fully but was disappointed to find anything of notice. She was slightly sad due to the failure of the mission.

At this time alpha male growled to her,

"I remember now, girl. You are… Venezia 'The Hunter'. Our race speaks of you. "

He gritted his fangs in anger,

"You are the arch-enemy of our race. Beware one day we will get past you and your powers and tear you in pieces, We will hold a feast in honor of the wolves who have suffered from blood in your….hands. "

She wanted to reply with something witty but her phone buzzed at the exact moment,

"Hello"

The person said something from another end.

"States….. Needs a high-level Conjurer? Woah!

What mess have you stuck yourself in this time?"

"Ok...ok… What?

Double commission. You are making sure I do not back out. Huh…"

"Alright, I will take it. "

All the while Werewolves were glaring at her with rage in their eyes. They wanted to retaliate but knew they had no chance in front of this Conjurer.

If gaze could kill she would have been dead, already hundred times in the most violent of ways. She went out and grabbed the key of the random bike standing in the garage.

After she was gone for a good five minutes, the effect of her spell subsided. After that, what followed was an intense brawl of wolves among themselves.

Raging and violent hormones had turned these wolves into mindless creatures. Thus, they need to spend this terrible energy or it will lead to one of the wolves loose in the city full of civilians.

Under the abandoned shelter Building, In the headquarters of the Official Agency, a young handsome man was sitting on a chair in the meeting room with his legs up on the table.

He was calmly smoking a cigarette while lost in deep thoughts. His brown long wavy hair was further increasing his charm.

Along with him, there were two more people in the room, one was a lady who was annoyed by the smoking but for some reason was not saying aloud.

Another was a man with specs who was currently typing on his computer. He looked like a complete nerd and was currently hacking into the official website of the US Government.

The woman who was sitting by side said in a complaining tone,

"We are the official Agency of the Government. Then why do we have to hack into their system to get some files? "

Ray who was smoking replied with closed eyes,

"Well, Raiz only people at extreme high positions like the President and Vice President know about us. And even they hold no power over us thus, they are made forgotten about our existence to prevent leaking information to the common populace.

When the time comes when we need their cooperation

We make them remember our meeting when they came into power and after co-operation, they are once again made to forget about us. "

He took a drag and continued,

"Thus, now for such a trivial matter if we call the office saying we are from MoA (Magical Society of America)

And we demand sensitive information from them, the next day a report on the new cult will be submitted to the police station."

The spectacle man chuckled, and also rotated his laptop to both of them.

Raiz immediately focused her attention on the screen.

While Ray opened his eyes and shaked his cigarette to make it disappear. This trick was still unexplained to all of his coworkers. That where he hides his cigarettes and how he conjures one out from the thin air.

Michael, who is hailed as the tech God of agency and is currently sitting here in this room had a wild guess, that he had signed some kind of secret pact with an unknown entity for his unlimited Cigarette refill.

But no one is brave enough to ask him and those who asked he brushed them off. Therefore this was one of the trending topics of gossip for staff in boring times.

"Well, let's look at what our friends Ouroboros are frantically finding in the town. "

On the screen was the picture id as well as the information portfolio of a young Student of a state university named Orion.

Michael explained,

"This was what was hacked by the masked IP address of Tokyo, which you know is the headquarters of our beloved friends."

Raiz shakes her head in confusion,

"I can't figure out why he is important? "

Ray looked at some details and gasped only slightly. It was so small that even with their superhuman senses both other persons failed to notice it.

He then falls back into his chair and stretched his arms,

"He is…..well there had to be some reason which makes him of so much interest to our friends.

Why don't we start by tracing his life history? "

Ray smirked to himself, making Raiz and Michael see each other in mutual understanding that it was characteristic of Him to be weird. They were only waiting for his weirdness to show.