1 First Contract

Ren looked down at the the screen of his phone as he walked down the sidewalk .

The newly built city on the island Dulvon off the coast of Asia hadn't been treating him quite well lately .

The city had many financial problems , and the currency used right now was the dollar . And in a new city like this , every cent counted .

With how money driven the society was here , he could barely keep up with his expenditures . With no one to turn back to if he ever failed in finishing his daily work load , he would have to die of starvation .

Ever since he was born he had nothing to turn to except one friend who stayed with him , but even he was in the same boat as him , albeit , at a slightly better position .

Physical power was one thing everyone in this city enjoyed . When you were exhausted after a day of fighting for your life and money in this city , what better than to watch some brainless brutes fight it out for their own .

Fighting rings , although illegal by law , were ignored . Even the police were in on it . Everyone wanted to see the rich bet their fortunes away as the poor replaced them with the smallest of bets that were placed .

Changing of lifestyle was something frequent here . Someone poor today might be a millionaire tommorow and someone rich might just be dressed in dregs tommorow .

Everyone wanted this excitement . The rush of winning and seeing the others lose , so many were indebted to the very people who won their fortune and if they ever happened to win , their positions will be swapped again .

Someone who lived a monotonous life of work was rare in this city . He was just 18 after all . He was a youth , full of hot bloodedness and was supposed to be like the rest , craving glory from the loss of others , but he himself told his friend Khan , a fighter , that he didn't want these monitored fights . Whether he be watching or fighting , he disliked them .

So he lived his life in this monotonous fashion . After all , he wasn't interested in crowds . He wasn't antisocial , he just didn't like people he did not know well enough .

" Finally ." He muttered ecstatically as the screen brightened up and the name Gwen came up on the screen with the same old incoming call ringtone and the animation . He swiped the green icon on his screen from the left to the right and put the phone against his ear .

" Hey there , dear . "

He said with a smile but an irritated voice came from the other side .

" How many times do I have to tell you to stop this . I am out of your league , you dumb kid . We simply met by chance and you liked my job offer . There's nothing else to it . "

Ren chuckled .

" Does anyone I know work for you guys ? "

There was silence from the other side for a while before he heard her sigh .

" Who I hire has nothing to do with you . Today is your first job , so make sure to do it well and remember our policy . "

The call cut after that .

Ren stopped to think for a while as he mused over the facts he knew .

He was , after all , about to make a big life choice . His life depended on it . If he took the job and did it just like instructed , he would be able to join the organization that hot chick talked about .

To be honest he hadn't heard a word of what she said back then . He was too immersed in looking at the seductive body in front of him that he didn't even notice her talking .

He was just shaking his head or nodding every now and again as he kept dreaming .

The next day , that is , today , he got a call from an anonymous number telling him the details of what he had agreed to when he was tipsy and apparently even hallucinating .

He had agreed to become a kill for hire . He would kill people and get a 30% cut of their properties while the rest goes to the organization . He didn't know how but when asked , they said it was through legal channels .

He didn't bother asking after that . Legal channel can mean anything , the city was almost lawless , after all .

So anyways here he was walking to the house of the minister of economy in this city , to kill him , of course .

He was told all the crimes of this corrupt officer . They were something along the lines of slave trading and money laundering .

He didn't want to agree but the offer was too lucrative .

He kills a man who is corrupt and has been ruining lives , writes stuff with his blood , leaves and he get 30% of all his money .

He would go from poor to rich in a day with no mental traumas to speak of . He was , after all , killing scum .

There was however a single problem .

The alternative choice . The choice he could take if he doesn't want to kill people .

' Death , then '

Those were the exact words of the man he talked to . His voice sounded so emotionless , as if Aldo wasn't even alive in his eyes .

He didn't treasure the lives of others but he certainly did his own . He chose at that very moment what he was going to do today .

He turned in an alley and looked around himself and made sure no one was looking in his direction .

He then took out a red cloth from the bag he carried on his back and turned it into a mantle that covered his face .

After much effort , he finally climbed his ass up the wall and as he stood there he muttered .

" Contract killer it is , then . "

He threw a piece of paper on the ground behind him as he jumped inside the walls .