Mafia | ISP

He walks past the dead bodies as blood falls from the Swiss Knife in his hands. One, two, three, four, five, six .... nineteen, twenty, twenty-one. It was irritating to kill all these mother*fuckers with a small Swiss Knife. Blood would keep getting in his hands because he had to push deeper in order to finish one at once. A sudden shuffling sound comes to his ears. He does an about turn and kicks the guy on the ground.

- You idiotic thing. You thought you could pin that tiny needle on me while lying half dead on the ground? Oh, c'mon!

He steps on the latter one's head.

- It's no fun killing cockroaches.

He begins to walk towards his destination. His work here is done for tonight.

His name is Leon. Or probably he's more known as "Rookie". But unlike his codename, this guy was of the master class. There are different rumours going around about him. Some say he once killed 100 men and women at once, some say the lord dropped him in the mafia valley of Italy but he came back alive. But either way, he is the only one of his own category.

He shakes his hands as he walks past a tea store by the highway. It's a full moon today. The sky looks extraordinary today. Or is it normal? He doesn't know. The sky always looks great to him no matter what. Especially the days when he was covered in blood. Then a question comes to his mind. Does she also love to look at the sky? Does she also think the moon is pretty? Will she cover her face in shyness over his compliment that the moon looks like her? He suddenly flinches. What was he thinking again! He looks at the sky. Well, it does look like her. If she is the moon, the stars are illuminating her gown. What gown? A wedding gown? When she'll walk down the aisle together with- He snaps out of it quickly. He shouldn't be thinking about these right now. Now it's time to be serious a great danger is near. He needs to be careful. And why think about her, when she doesn't even exist? "Haha." he laughs pitifully at himself and continues to walk carefully. The night is yet to come to an end. One mistake, and everything is over.

Walking for a while, he comes upon a vineyard. He enters the vineyards. Across this vineyard, is a nice and fine neighbourhood, in the middle of the neighbourhood, there is a motor garage.  Right now he is standing in front of it. A young man smoking a cigarette was fixing the exhaust pipe of a TVS Apache RTR 160 4V Black Edition. "That's the latest model, who broke that?", he thought. The man let go of the pipe and harshly threw it on the floor and came at him. " The customer would cry out money with their eyes if they saw this.", he thought again.

- Are you done thinking?, the man's words brought him to speak.

- Yes.

- I see.

- Need glasses to see more clearly?

- I warned you not to come all bloody.

- I like it this way.

- I see....go downstairs and report.

- Can I ask something?

- What.

- Who broke that bike?, he smiled nervously.

- Bunny threw it at a special customer.

- Did it belong to the customer?

- Hm, now it's mine.

- Does that mean-

- Yes.

- Bunny should go easy. Well, that sounds odd when I...haha.

The man looked at him without any emotions in his eyes and said,

- I see. He seemed more excited about his new bike right now.

- I'll go report now. See ya later.

- I see. See ya.

Code name - DH11, name - Drave Hearth. This guy was an assassin. Known for his emotionless face from birth, he was known as the stone-cold child in his family. He is a sadist maniac who even kills without any expression of pleasure. Which intimidates the prey very much thinking he is not satisfied yet with the torture. "His name should be 'I see' instead of 'DH11'. Does he know no other words?"

, he walks to the bathroom in the garage. He better clean himself before meeting her.

This is ISP, International Saviors' Platoon. Despite the name, this was a mafia group. They would save those who they think are facing injustice and erase those who are doing it. They were the ones, who determined justice themselves.

Leon comes out of the bathroom and goes to the servants' room inside. There was a store door on the ground. He went to open it and it opened itself at the same moment. A beautiful man with long hair was coming out of the seemingly underground store. He opened his mouth once he saw Leon coming.

- Sudden attack?

- Hm.

- How many?

- 22

- Mixed?

- Yes.

- Rena is at her desk.

- Thanks for saying.

- Make sure to clean well next time. It's irritating to smell blood mixed with oil.

- ...where are you going? Melior.

- Not your concern.

- Oh, okay.

He walks past Leon. Leon goes down the underground. The underground garage is the real deal with all kinds of weapons and technology including vehicles. There are the members' quarters, armory, kitchen, office, and the boss's office. Leon quickly walks to see Rena. Melior was not wrong. He is disgusted with the smell coming off himself. He runs through the hall. He needs to bathe.