Framed

In an airship travelling at incredible speed, Nameless Agent, Target and Wei Long sit around a platform. The jet zoomed through many continents and doesn't appear to be stopping any time soon. Target looked at him with a gloomy expression. They had been travelling for a long time without a single word from their director.

Target lifted his head and looked straight at the director and said "Director Long, we have been travelling for almost a week now without stopping for even a minute. Could you at least tell us what is going on?"

The director smiled at him. "Is there a need to explain anything? You should have guessed by now what is going on. After all you were both part of that team." His answer sent a chill down Targets spine. Nameless Agent on the other hand showed no such emotion. He just sat peering at the two trough his mask.

"Director we may have been part of that team but we had just entered the base when that explosion went off. There's no way we could know what exactly transpired there. Even if we could guess, I would still like to hear it from you. What happened to the infected?" Target wasn't interested in making deductions and guesses.

"They exploded with black mist that took the whole base with it" The director simply said. His answer however made Target frown. Even a kid could make such a deduction. The director was obviously being tight lipped about what transpired in there. Since he didn't want to talk about it, he wasn't going to keep pushing. He went silent for some time and said "Where are we going then?"

"You will know when we get there. But I can tell you it's a place you've always wanted to visit"

"It cannot be…" he stopped mid speech unable to continue. The director simply smiled at him and said nothing more. He turned to Nameless Agent who hadn't said a word the entire journey. He stared at him with a mysterious smile as if trying to drill into his head and see what he was thinking. The jet zoomed over the ocean sending splashes everywhere.

On a street in Camcot, two men walked side by side in a hurried manner. One had fiery orange hair with every smooth skin and appeared to be in his thirties. The other looked much older but was still good looking. He could pass as being in his forties when he is in fact over fifty. "It's been three days and there's still nothing from the police. It appears they are ignoring me" Akira said looking very depressed.

"Forget about them. If nothing was stolen then there's no need to panic" Rochester comforts.

Akira however wasn't taking what happened lightly at all. He thought something was definitely amiss with whatever happened "It's just so strange. No one breaks into a home just to have a look around and leave. And cops, ugh I don't even want to talk about them again"

"See why I always told you to install cameras? You could have at least seen what the person did."

"You really think whoever that was would not have deactivated them or found a way to loop them so it seems nothing happened? "

Rochester shrugged his shoulders in response and said nothing more. As they proceeded, several people started looking their way as if they just found a new breed of animal in a zoo. At first, it seemed like nothing but eventually the two realized something was wrong. They quickly inspected themselves but found nothing out of place.

The two were confused as to what was going on. When they reached the end of a building, someone suddenly pulled Rochester aside and began speaking to him in a hurried manner. "Why are you walking with that bully?" the stranger asked him. He frowned and peered at the person in front of him. He calmly asked "What are you talking about? And why are you calling him a bully? Don't you know who that is?"

The stranger appeared to be angry at the barrage of questions being thrown at him but still said "So what if I know who he is? He bullies the weak and act high and mighty. The little fame he has gone through his head. Heed my advice kid and stay away from him lest you get into trouble" the stranger said and prepared to leave.

Rochester quickly grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back. He was very furious. Being called a kid by someone who wasn't even half his age really did a number to his pride. He looked at the man and sternly said "Who said you could go? You pulled me here are ranted out that gibberish without even saying anything reasonable. You best explain yourself this instant before I break your arm"

The man developed cold sweat on his brow. He never expected his kind gesture to be repaid so. What scared him however was how firm the grip holding him was. He knew he wouldn't be able escape if he didn't quickly spill out the beans so he quickly said "Akira beat the prime minister's son to a pulp and left him bleeding. If he wasn't found early, he would have died where he was left"

Rochester frowned when he heard what the man said. To him, that was utter nonsense. He tightened his grip and said "Do you really expect me to believe that?"

"Believe it or not it's the truth. There's even a footage of him doing so. Now let me go before I get lumped together with you lot. Rochester let go of him and quickly run towards Akira.

Akira frowned deeply as he saw more and more people looking his way and pointing fingers at him. He had just realised how serious his situation was. He had tried talking to a few people but every kept avoiding him. Some even collapsed to the floor in fear. It made him feel as if he was a cruel beast that had murdered thousands.

Before he could do anything else, a hand grabbed him and pulled him away from the street into an alley. The two figures disappeared out of sight.