2 The Territory

2023

10:11 p.m

In a local bar at Death City, there stood Jessica behind the bar table, cleaning some glass. Her face show a calm and peaceful expression. The bar is empty, the customer is already leave few hours ago. She stop wiping the glass and let out a sigh as her expression change to sad.

"Fuck.... This is boring."

She wipe her brow before pouring a whiskey into a glass. She take a sip to calm herself down.

Kreet

The door of the bar opened. "Sorry, we're closed," said Jessica in a bored tone.

"Don't be like that, baby."

"Oh.... Helena."

Helena, Jessica's best friend. She's a tall ghost wearing pink and purple.

"Usual?" Jessica asked, grabbed a bottle of a drink called 'Red Cowboy' which is Helena's favorite drink.

"Am i ever ordered something else~?" Helena sit on the bar table, crossing her leg.

Jessica served the drink to Helena as she gulp it down. "How was your day?" Jessica asked.

Helena sigh in frustration and say, "Rough. The street is cold lately."

"Huh?"

"You know, gang fight. The 3 Kingpin bite each other tail more often this week. Huuuuhhh! I'm beginning to think about quitting my job," Helena put her chin on the table, pouting.

"The 3 Kingpin?"

"Yeah--wait.... don't tell me that you don't know about them?"

"Well...," Jessica rubbed her head with a confused face.

Helena facepalm and say, "Jessica baby how could you don't know about them? You don't have a TV or somethin'?"

Jessica rolled her eye. "Well i just arrived last year. Beside, Leton never told me about them."

"Baby. The 3 Kingpin is the strongest being in Death City. The member is the Electronic King A.K.A Helroday, his territory is the east, second is the Lust, Missy, her territory is the south. And lastly and the strongest, Edofhel The Smiling Reaper, " when Helena mentioned 'Edfohel' she suddenly gone serious. "He's a one man army and a fuckin' serious dude."

"You didn't mention his territory," Jessica interrupted.

Helena chuckling. "Jessica my dear, the whole Death City is Edofhel's territory."

Jessica surprised by what Helena just said. She's thinking how can someone really take Death City as his territory?

"That's sounds exaggerating. I mean, no matter how strong he is, he must be able to be defeated," Jessica didn't agree with the fact.

"Some people are born to be strong, to rule," said Helena. "There is even a rumor that Edofhel matched Satan's power."

"Really?"

"Don't know. Just a rumor," Helena grab another bottle of Red Cowboy and opened it. "Ooooh yeaaah! This shit is still good as i know from 1945!"

"Isn't that the year you dead?"

"Huum. I gulped one of this thing the night before i get shooted in the heart."

"That is why you thrown here to hell. Die because of a drink, haha."

"At least it still cooler than die from a bike accident!"

Jessica pouted. "Well literally i was hit by a truck."

"Yeeaaaah It's sound's like those Japanese cartoon plot about lived in another dimension because you've been hit by a fuckin' truck."

"Shit, need to agree with that."

Helena told Jessica that she might be working at her bar after quitting her job as a D.C.P.D (Death City Police Department) officer. Helena leave the bar to continue her patrol.

After listening to Helena's story about the 3 Kingpin, Jessica suddenly thought about what if she ruled the Death City. But of course It's not an easy task since the 3 Kingpin still on their throne.

"Stop it Jess.... that's stupid," she said to herself.

*Kreeet*

Once again the bar door opened. Jessica groaned. "Dammit people we're close!"

"Oh? Shame."

Jessica frowned once she heard that voice. She turned around and saw a tall man standing at her door, smiling widely. Instead of giving a happy vibe, this man spread out a intense and scary energy. Jessica sweating, worried by the man appearance.

"I heard this bar is the best bar in town," he said in a bit raspy but deep voice. This guy wearing a maroon suit with a split tail, a fedora hat decorating his red slicked back hair, his red eye piercing through everyone who see him.

"S-Sorry but we're closed," said Jessica.

The man smiled wider and say, "Don't worry. Just a glass and I'll leave."

Jessica then giving up and give him a glass of-- "Wait, what kind drink you want?"

"Give me a glass of Red Cowboy. What is your name, lady?"

Jessica introduced herself. "And you?"

The man answer, "Edofhel."

... Jessica's eyes widened in surprise.