What Have We Done?!

Jack raised a hand… 

As he did, he couldn't help but grin.

Oh, this would be so damn fun! He had used his enemies to open himself a path through the crowd, sending them through a wild goose chase, and now it was time for the reveal! 

Even now, most of them hung unto his words: 

"You saw him?! Where?! We'll kill him!"

"C'mon, spit it out, it's urgent!"

"Point that bastard out!"

"We'll—"

But that's when it happened. 

One of them suddenly froze, eyes bulging as he stared at Jack's hand shellshocked. White Scales. Pure White Scales. The White Scaled Bastard they had hunted for? Right here! 

Shock, incomprehension, disbelief, regret, shame, and finally anger. 

"N-No, it can't be?! He's the one!!!!!!!!!" 

"Who's the one? What are you talking about? There's—"