Bad Batch

It was a dream. A dream of a lovely woman dressed in white robes, not as white as her hair though. She turned to him and smiled, before disappearing into a deep darkness.

Blake woke up swiftly, jumping up to his feet. He turned around, realizing that he'd been knocked out while training.

"You know, I was really hoping for a prodigy of some sorts," the figure said, "I am kinda disappointed."

"Who are you?" Blake asked.

"Me? I'm Ricardo Helms, the guy you've been assigned to."

Blake remained alert, his gaze still fixed on him.

"Relax."

"You attacked me for no reason."

"Thought you'd dodge. Didn't know you weren't concentrating on me. But that's all in the past. You can let your guard down now."

"No."

Ricardo raised a brow. "I do like a good fight, so don't tempt me kid, it could get ugly. "

"Who are they?"

Ricardo's eyes opened wide and let out a short laugh. He turned around and called out.

"Yo. You can come out now. He caught you."

Instantly two figures emerged from the darkness, a woman in a short Chinese dress and a man with target lens as pupils.

"Wow, so much for hiding guys." Ricardo stated.

"Shut up, Ric. We did our best. And that's a lot since its us in particular." the girl said, pouting.

"You overestimate yourself sometimes." Ricardo said, "These are my other crew members. The girl's Zhao Fan and the guy's Jacques Ives."

"Blake Summers." Blake said, calming down.

Instantly, Jacques rushed in front of the young boy, his index finger releasing a ball of licht energy. Blake swiftly moved out of the way, avoiding the beam that Jacques fired and placing his palm on Jacques. Jacques jumped backwards, grunting.

"Here we go again." Zhao Fan said.

"Yeah, sure," Ricardo said sarcastically, "try and kill the guy on our first meeting."

Jacques looked at Blake suspiciously, confusing Blake. Why was he being suspicious. He had tried to kill him, not the other way round.

"What's your licht technique, boy." Jacques asked.

"Why would I talk to someone who tried to kill me?"

Jacques eyed him for a while.

"I don't trust him. "

"Oh really." Ricardo said. "Wow... who do you trust?"

"There's a daemon in the city as we speak, find it before midnight and kill it."

"Hey." Ricardo tried to interject.

"Why should I listen to you?" Blake asked.

"Consider this as a test. Proof that you can work well with us. We aren't like the other units, kid, We do big stuff."

"Jacques! "

"If you fail, you aren't fit to be a member of this crew. If you win, then Zhao Fan gives you a hug."

"What?" Blake exclaimed.

"Sorry, I don't have a better reward."

" Personally he's my kind of guy I prefer. " Zhao Fan giggled.

" You're in on this!?" Ricardo cried

Blake said nothing walking out of the building. Ricardo turned to Jacques.

"I'm in charge Ives."

"Technically, I am, but let's not dwell on that."

" Why would you do that."

"A kid with that kind of licht energy, isnt fit to be an Inquisitor if he can't use it. Besides, his licht technique... I kinda suspicious of it. Plus why he's in this team in the first place."

"A change of pace I guess." Ricardo said.

"Ricardo, everyone in this crew is a murderer or a criminal. We aren't the bad batch for nothing. I don't know what Diego is thinking of but he better make this right"

"Leti, we need to talk." Pop said, handing the ice cream cone to Leticia.

"If it's about where we are going then no. No choice that matter."

"Oh no. Not that." Pop said. Around them, people filed in to board the train, some stood by chatting with their friends, while others had their eyes glued to their phones.

"What do you think of the half daemon, half human?"

Leticia looked at him, confused. "Where's this question coming from? "

"Just wanted to hear your thoughts on this, nothing more, nothing less."

"Thought I was the dumb , stupid girl that always was lost in her wildest imaginations."

"If you think that I'm going to apologize about that, then no. It's because of your wild imaginations that I'm asking you this."

"Heh... Well, I don't really have much to say about it. It is half daemon, so we have to deal with it, but it's also half human. We don't know who's in charge of the body, the human or the daemon. I guess that's why Martha doesn't want us involved."

"But then what about Aaron? Or Barry? What if they go after other Inquisitors."

"Are you insinuating that Martha was wrong to send as away rather than let us hunt for it?"

" That's exactly what I'm saying."

"Yeah. They are daemon. But get yourself involved, and the government will drag us through the mud because of it."

"It's our duty."

"Thought you hated this life."

Pop froze for awhile then grit his teeth. " Shut up."

Leticia looked at him and smiled. " Thought so."

"[AAAAAAAAAAARGH]" the half breed screamed in rage. " [Those damned men in black. They ruined it! They ruined it all! I could have evolved. If it wasn't for them. It was so close.SO CLOSE!!]" The daemon began thrashing it's powerful tail around, splashing dirty water about and destroying the walls of the sewer.

"[I'll kill them. I'll kill them all. I'll kill them, I'll kill them, I'LL KILL THEM!]"

"You killed all those people and that wasn't enough?"

" [No! I need more. More, more, more, MORE!]"

" I'll never allow you."

The half breed stopped momentarily, shaking violently as black foam began to ooze out of its mouth. It was, however, only momentarily. The half breed fell to it's knees, letting out a laugh that resounded through the sewers.

"[I admire your strength, Juno, but I've become much stronger, stronger than before.]"

There was silence in its mind. The human had fallen unconscious. Smiling, it walked away, satisfied. But still boiling with rage.