The Crimsons got "Cain"ed

6th August,

10:00 am

Class: 1/B

"Alright, students. The class for today is over. Please proceed to the school assembly hall where our principal has organized a welcome event and announcement. Kindly ensure that you reach the assembly hall within the next 20 minutes. All officials will arrive there at 10:40."

"Welcome event my ass, just give us our meal. We will be thankful enough for that."

"What the hell is the principal thinking for even keeping an event at a time like this? For apologizing?"

"Let's see what lame excuse he can give during this 'whatever' announcement he is keeping for."

The students began moving out of the class, and their frustration was clearly visible.

"Hey sleepyhead, wake up!" Orson tried to wake Orden up who was currently sleeping.

"The class got over?" He said, stretching his arms.

"Yes, now get up from your comfortable bed."

"Fine, fine, I am getting up. Don't shout so close to my ears."

The class was completely empty at that moment. Just three of them were there.

"Hey, Zohan. Get up bro, who are you waiting for?"

"You both go ahead. I have some work."

"Okay, we will also-"

"I. SAID. GO. AHEAD."

"Chill bro. We are going, calm down."

Both of them left. There was a complete silence in the class. A few moments later a few footsteps sounded coming towards the class.

Xina came at full speed towards Zohan who was still sitting in the class.

She grabbed his collar, her eyes filled with rage, and showing him her phone began asking him.

"What is this? How dare you do this without telling me?"

"Why would I need a consent for this? Wait a moment.

HEY!

Didn't I said both of you to leave."

Orson and Orden were standing on the other side of the door.

"Sorry, we are leaving. Please continue."

Both of them left after telling this.

"So where was I?

Yeah, why would I need a consent for recording our conversation?"

"I am asking, what are you going to do with this? and why did you send me this?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

In that mean time, he takes out his unfinished cigarette and began lighting it.

"Stop doing it and complete your sentence."

"Well, its just an insurance between us. Don't worry, your dad won't come to know about this."

He took a smoke and continued.

"Your existence to me is just like a time fuse, whose key should always be in my hands or otherwise I will be the one who is in danger."

Xina took some time and replied.

"But aren't you still near the pitfall by sending me this."

"You mean by my voice in the recording? Well that's the cost that comes for holding the key."

Zohan gets up from the seat while answering.

"I think we should leave."

He began walking towards the door.

"Why? why?

Why don't you tell me what had happened that day?"

"That was for revenge-"

"Don't lie."

"Take it whatever way you want. I don't care."

Zohan walked out of the door.

6th August,

10:05 am

Restroom

Cain was using the restroom before heading to the assembly hall, while thinking

'If my guess is correct, he would have found out about Red Vixen by now.

But I'm more interested in how he will dispose her.'

In a few seconds, a group of five guys entered the restroom. An awkward silence filled the room as the other people who had been using the restroom had already left.

He could already feel their eyes on him.

It didn't took too long for Cain to realize this.

He went to the nearby basin, for washing his hands.

The footsteps were now moving towards him as soon as he leaves the urinal.

As he turned around, he could see a guy getting out of the door and one standing nearby it, while others blocking his way.

"So, what is it?"

One of those blocking the way replied.

"You can ask it to Onyx after you get out from here."

"Oh, so its 'Crimson Syndicate' again.

I see...

Seems like your di*khead leaders can't stand seeing me roam free. Isn't it?"

"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT!"

One of them tries to stab Cain in his arm.

Cain reflexively holds the arm holding the knife while kicking another guy in the stomach who was trying to punch him.

As the path to the basin was narrow, the third guy pushes the one who got kicked backwards and holds Cain's other arm.

When the third guy starts punching Cain in the face, Cain overpowers the first guy's arm and uses it to stab the other guy's arm that was holding his arm.

As the third guy steps back in pain, Cain flashes his right kick on his face, knocking him to the ground.

Now using both of his hands, Cain grabs the first guy and bends him to give him a knee smack on his stomach, causing him to hold his stomach. Then he grabs the guy's head and smashes it on the basin, making him fall to the ground.

As the second guy tries to stand up, Cain grabs his head with his right hand and consecutively smacks it five times on the nearby wall, causing him to instantly drop to the ground.

"Fu*king su*kers."

He speaks faintly while trying to catch his breath.

The fourth guy standing near the door instructed the fifth guy standing outside to come in and help him as soon as he calls him.

Then, he proceeded to remove his coat and take out the knife from his pocket and hold it properly.

Cain, in a first glance, knew that his holding style was that of a dagger-user in a fight, and that he needed to be careful.

Cain also removed his coat, untied his necktie, and grabbed the knife from a guy fainting on the ground.

Both of them came closer step by step.

As they were close enough the guy pounced on Cain with his knife towards his chest.

Cain in a swift movement dodges the knife by smacking his other arm on the one that the other guy was holding his knife with.

As time passed, his movements became swifter and more precise, and Cain had started taking damage from him.

"What happened, FENNEC? You weren't this weak previously?" The other guy said in a joy while he sees Cain struggling.

"Shut up asshole!"

"Oh? Let me guess.

Maybe it is because of your shorty chick?"

"I said SHUT. THE. F*CK. UP!" Cain shouted furiously.

"Then it is. Right?

PUHAHAHAHAHA"

The other guy continued laughing and attacking him more swiftly with this.

But to both of their surprise.

"I said you can't enter here." The guy standing outside shouted.

"And I said, MOVE BIT*H!"

The guy felt inside the restroom with the door opening with a bang.

"F*cking motor mouth.

Do this shit outside school, muggets."

A muscular bald guy with a tattoo on his head entered the restroom.

Both kept staring at him as he stomped on the guy who had recently been knocked down with his feet.

Cain noticed a chance. As the guy he was fighting begins looking back he tries to stab him.

"Not so easy FENNEC, I am just getting started."

He stopped the attack with his knife and again started the fight.

Cain was at his end of his strength. But then only,

"Hey, didn't you hear what I said you blue haired punk?"

The muscular guy was grabbing his shoulder while saying this.

"Why should I care, baldy!"

He tries to hit him with the other elbow on his face.

The muscular guy grabs his elbow before it hits him and throws his head into the nearby urinal.

"Now talk back bit*h. COME ON!"

Finally, the place was at peace for some moments.

"Thanks bro. Who are you?"

Cain seats himself nearby while asking.

"Am George aka BLADE. Forgotten me already?"

"You mean, Zohan's lackey?

Come on bro, gang members always have their masks and hoodies on, how would I know you?

Anyway, did he send you here?"

"Yeah, he sent me a text just before 10 asking me to help you escape. He already had the info of you getting attacked today.

It was as his thanks to you for helping him about 'Red Vixen'."

Cain smiles lightly and says

"That brat. He really doesn't thank anyone for helping, huh."

George's phone rang as someone was calling him.

"Its done?"

"Yes sir, its cleared. He had already finished half of them before my arrival."

6th August,

10:20 am

Main corridor,

Zohan was standing at the empty corridor with Orden.

"Good, now you can go back to your work."

"Yes sir."

Zohan disconnects the call and both started walking again.

"Bro you really seem like a different person than tomorrow. Do you work for some underworld mafia or anything?"

"What?"

"No, right? Dumbass me.

Well, your conversation seems like that.

Thats why you could tell her on the face that you were not into her.

I was pretty scared right there when you were having a chat with her.

And she actually does give some scary vibes.

Damn!"

"Does my breathe smell like I had a smoke?" Zohan faced towards Orden.

"Sniff... sniff... Yeah, it feels pretty strong though."

"How much long will Orson take to bring my Gum jar?"

"Oh... Thats why you sent him to class.

You know he's really slow, don't you?"

6th August,

10:22 am

Class 1/B

"Stop... Please! Cough... cough... Let me down. I am begging you. I won't tell Zohan about this."

Xina was holding Orson's neck with her right hand and choking him while raising him above the ground.

"Good, you better not.

Coz, if he comes to know about this."

She brings him closer to her face and with her bloodshot eyes piercing him, she continued.

"You ain't gonna survive.