Chapter 5 <Thanks for 500 views>

"Put your hands up!" A woman's voice echoed while holding up a slick Glock 18. Mr Rez slowly backed off in the suspicions that the woman saw the whole situation.

But then, it was all different. There was a familiar aura he had seen before. The Shade family. The notorious family of assassins that killed nearly three hundred people.

"You're the second Shade," Mr Rez noted, before sighing heavily and putting his hands up. "Really, you Shades are so annoying. The first one comes and burns down my car, now the next one wants to arrest me? Can't you see, I'm just an old man who wants to live a nice life?"

The Shade gritted her teeth and smiled forcefully. "Yeah, tell me that if you weren't spending your time killing people who intrude your 'territory'."

"They shed blood and tears, and I care not; I care not for life or death, for I am the Grim Reaper." Mr Rez grinned. "It's what I do, Aniela Shade."

Shade drew her gun. "Do say that again, old man. I dare you." The clicking of her gun didn't intimidate Mr Rez. Yet he surrendered anyway; perhaps being the Grim Reaper has made him more impatient than ever.

Shade lowered her gun as she muttered to her comrades. They left one by one, in their police cars.

Mr Rez took this by surprise. "Oh? What's with the sudden change of heart?"

Stepping into the remnants of the house, she sighed. "Arresting the Grin Reaper will not help the least. So, old man, do explain. In detail."