A mess

In a luxurious salon, a group of people were gathered here. But only two were sitting comfortably. A boy was sitting with his legs crossed and with his back leaning leisurely on the soft sofa. He had long blue hair tied in a low ponytail, he was even wearing a black shirt and jeans. He looked like a young lad in his teens. But his eyes were breaking the peaceful picture. They were glowing, stirred by something.

In front of him, a man was sitting in a refined pose, while a smile was curving his lips. " Now we can discuss our deal, shall we ? Oh, right, how should I call you ? ". The other party glanced at him coldly, " I don't have a name. I was given a code ". The man was a bit taken aback, but quickly regained his calm expression. " Well, how about you tell me a name that I can use to address you ? ". " …. Adeus, you can call me with it, Roswell Daft ". " Alright, Adeus, let me show you all the points of the deal…. ". The discussion lasted almost one hour, all the servants and bodyguards were stiff, afraid that something could happen. The deal was successful, but Adeus gave a warning to Mr. Draft, patting his neck. The meaning was simple, ' I can kill you just in a second'.

Roswell just smiled, and gestured to a servant, to bring the guest to his room.

Adeus glanced around lazily, relaxing his nerves. Finally he found a half-safe place to stay. Since the day of his escape, he just killed whoever tried to stop him, as for the food, he killed a few animals that crossed on his road. Those day were really lived as a true savage.

His thoughts stopped, and he shifted his gaze on the person in front of him. He could clearly sense the tension and anxiety on him. The heartbeats were irregular, sweat was soaking his forehead. A cruel smirk formed on his lips, a vague feeling of bloodlust was getting stronger. His arm lifted up, as he wanted to smash it down, a pale face appeared in his mind, and those lifeless eyes that tightened his heart. In the end the arm hung down.

He was brought in a bedroom that had included a bathroom, study room and relaxation room. After the servant left, he sank down on the sofa, with an arm placed on his eyes. He whispered gently, ' wait for me, I'll find you for sure'.

" Mr. Daft, the guest has been sent to his room. No movements detected". The head butler reported to his master. A nod was given as a response. But the butler wasn't so relaxed, " Master, I can't get the reason to hold such a dangerous person in your mansion ". " Oh, I guess that most of you can't get it. I've done some research in the Night Underworld, I've got a guess about his identity. But the thing that I care about the most , is the power that he's got. He agreed to the deal, and as long I fulfill his requests, I can ask them back ". Then a frow crossed his face, " But he said that he'll fulfill them, only if they don't conflict with his interest ". The butler was clearly against it, but he didn't say more.

" Break time!! Let's go ! Dev come with us! ". Ashlyn happily jumped up, and took out her snack. Deven nodded and joined them. They quickly arrived at the canteen. Esme explained the function of it, showing him the menu on the screen-tablet.

A high pitched voice interrupted them, " can you get out of there, you've taken my spot ". Three pairs of eyes looked at the owner of the voice. A slim boy, with red hair , was glaring at their new friend. Well, he indeed took a spot that belonged to someone else. Ashlyn, annoyed, spoke up, " even he has, that spot hasn't your name on it. And I think that you can ask politely. If I was in his place, I definitely won't give it back to you ". The rude boy glared at her and strode towards her, but she wasn't afraid at all. Dev stepped in, shielding her, but he was pushed rudely. He fell, while knocking on the edge of the table. A pained groan escaped from him. Meanwhile the red haired boy grabbed Lyn's lunchbox and threw it on the floor, stepping on it. The owner was helping his friend, so she couldn't stop him. Esme shouted at him, " you're so rude, and you dare to throw her box ". The troublemaker just glanced at her " and, what can you do ? ".

Just as he finished his sentence, he was blasted away. At the same time a loud rumble crossed the entire canteen. All the students around started to scream and to run.

A girl figure was standing, with flickering crystal eyes, her hands were gripped in fists. She didn't stop and walked toward the half-unconscious thing laying on the floor, she lifted him again, and threw him again. But a kick striked her stomach, she staggered back and she fell on the floor.

A siren was crying desperately in the mess.