Daemon

"Woah if it is not the nerdy Daemon" A mocking voice is heard.

"Like who the hell will name their child Daemon?" As someone said this, a burst of laughter is heard from the surrounding.

"The name even though is weird sounded kinda fierce but this kid is totally lame and a complete nerd"

"Yeah, I agreed with you, even among the nerds he is especially the sacred and cowardly type"

"The only time he can take a challenge or risk is when it is an educational one and for that he has no friends, even for other nerds, he is exceptionally boring"

As they kept mocking him, the one bearing the burden of all the mockery appeared with his head looking down as he walk.

He has an old fashion type of eye glass, the ones with circular lenses even though the world is quite advance now.

His hair is a dark blue color to the point of being black, his iris are also dark blue.

He carries a backpack and hug some textbooks on his hands as he walk amongst the mocking voices of his school mates.

This is none other than Daemon, his looks is not bad but his intellectual skills is top notch and his social and communication skill as are pitifully low.

He ignored the mockery as he kept on walking towards his class, they have been doing this for quite a long time and so Daemon decided to just ignore them.

After all he is the type that if he can evade trouble and disturbance, he better do so than to face it head on.

"Why are you so cowardly? Aren't you even going to retaliate?"

"Franklin I don't have time for all of this, please be out of my way. Class is starting soon, I rather not be late" Daemon indifferent voice sounded at this moment.

"Good Good" Franklin repeated as he move out of the way while grinning evilly.

Daemon silently walked into the classroom and find his seat, it is a seat on the last column though it is the first seat.

He say there quietly as he wait for the teacher to arrive.

Daemon life is extremely the boring type and couple with him losing both of his parents, well he don't even know what they look like.

He only know that there family is quite exceptional but for some unknown reasons he was kicked out and he has to fend for himself and so he develop the habit of living alone and staying silent.

He rarely talks as if each of his words contain some hidden truth or an inspiration and that is usually the case.

He focused on nothing but his studies and some history and sometimes novel books, they are a source for some of his inspiration and also his inspiration for knowing what and how human's and other creatures interact and behave.

Even for the extremely reserved Daemon, he sometimes wished he can be in those novels fantasy world, just imagining the truths he can uncovers and thinking of the hidden secrets of the world.

But Daemon's thirst for knowledge is not only limited to the world alone, he seeks to uncover the truths and mysteries of the Universe.

He always felt that him and this whole world of there's is nothing but a mere grain of sand in the universe and so he seeks to understand and explore the profound mysteries of the universe.

His thirst for knowledge is not something that can be satisfied by this world alone!

Though he's intelligence is the alarming type and he figured it might have possibly alarmed his family by now.

Even though Daemon is just a teenager, he is not so naive as to think the world is actually so peaceful, he knew that one day his family will make him disappeared just like how they did to his parents.

The teacher arrived and finished his lesson while Daemon's mind is preoccupied with something, the lesson seems super boring and useless to someone like him.

He have already learn all that is to be learned at school and won lots of competitions and merits for his school, he is just coming for the sake of not bringing suspicion to himself and also for courtesy purpose but not for learning... He is probably more knowledgeable than any of the teachers right now.

He even helped the world government with lots of research and so he is also not short of funds, but he just like the feeling of the old fashion circle lenses glass.

The school closing hours soon arrived and Daemon is on his way back home.

"Target acquired" A black clothed man whispered to a communicator.

"Make sure to make it as natural as possible" A deep voice is heard from the other end.

"Why do I feel like someone is stalking me?"

'Or is it just time for me to move on from this world? What does dead feels like?' Daemon thought.

He suddenly turn around and look at the exact location of the man stalking him, he made a fuck you gesture with his hand at the man at the roof top that is looking at him with Binoculars.

Gasp!

The man inhaled a breath of cold air as he shockingly look at the young indifference face staring at him from below!