Deranged Writer's Afterword

The Enchantress listened to her subordinate talk about promising candidates.

"From 5-A, the potential candidates are...Max Reynolds and Emilia Briella. The first one's parents were killed by 'them' so he won't need that much convincing. The second one is said to have a strong sense of justice....----"

The Enchantress listened on as her subordinate kept talking about the two possible candidates. The subordinate hands her a file containing information about both of them, the Enchantress is surprised to recognize the two faces on the file.

'They were in the VIP room...', she thought

Just as she was about to tell her subordinate that, the door to the room they were in swings open and another subordinate rushes in and said in a dire voice,

" The man has regained his consciousness !!"

Hearing him, the Enchantress rushes out of the room and heads to the man's location.

The Enchantress had taken the cloaked man to Half Moon's hideout to question him, it was only a matter of time before she would find the other two using the man's knowledge.

She enters the room without knocking and stares at the man who was tied to a chair, the mask still remained on the man's face.

The Enchantress had tried to rip it apart but it hadn't moved an inch making her even more curious about the man's identity.

The only thing that was certain was that...the man wasn't normal.

How could a normal person make anything difficult for her...the strongest among the humans ?

" It won't work..even someone like you can't take this mask off...", the man said staring at the Enchantress coldly.

" Why is that ?", she asked curious.

" You don't have to know...", the man said coughing.

It seemed like he hadn't fully recovered from the fight yet.

" Do you know the identity of the man you were fighting ?", she asked.

" No..."

" How did you find him then ?"

" I knew that the anomaly would be present in the auction...it was mere luck that I found him."

" There's that again.....just why are you calling a person an 'anomaly'..."

The man glares at the Enchantress and said in a voice laced with malice,

" That man shouldn't exist....."

Seeing that man wasn't going to talk anymore without a little 'encouragement', the Enchantress turned around to leave the room.

" Wait..", the man spoke in a barely audible voice.

The Enchantress turns around to face the man,

"I respect you...Mera...we both want the same thing, to eradicate 'them' all. That anomaly might be an ally to 'them'...the woman with him that night reminded me of Dina...that was the reason why I wanted to make sure to kill him..so th-"

But the man stops speaking as an immense pressure descends upon him like a tidal wave, he found it hard to even breathe. The man looked up to find a pair of ice cold eyes looking at him.

" How....do you know that name ?"

Hearing her question the man tries to speak but find it hard to even open his mouth, seeing his helplessness the enchantress calms down.

" It's a little hard to explain in words....let me show you..", the man said shaking his head a little, the man's mask miraculously falls off revealing his face.

The Enchantress stares at the man's face in a dazed manner,

" You.....how ?", was all she managed to mutter out.

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" This doesn't make any sense...why's this freak sitting with us ?", Walt Ivon said looking annoyed.

" Be nice, Walt.", the woman sitting next to him while smacking him in the head.

A meeting was called by the Enchantress and all the executives had gathered together.

" Today's meeting was called so th-",

The Enchantress stopped talking as one of their lower officers walked inside the meeting room after knocking once.

Usually they would only come in after they were allowed to do so, but it must be something urgent. Everyone in the room looked at the man curiously, feeling the gaze of the executive members the average man felt intimidated, yet he spoke in a clear voice,

" There's someone here to see you boss..."

" Who is it ?", the Enchantress asked

"Well...."the man looked a little uncomfortable.

He leaves the room after giving the Enchantress a file on their 'guest'. He returns with the 'guest'.

It was a middle aged woman, she looked tired but there was something strange about her.

"So....why did you want to meet me, Helen Hopkins. ?"

The middle aged woman looks around the room before she opened her mouth,

" I heard you were looking for....a certain boy.."

A week had passed since the Enchantress had accepted the cloaked man into Half-moon, during that time she had put up a price for anyone with any knowledge about the boy at the auction in the black market.

This woman was the first one to respond her enquiry.

Looking at the woman's file, the Enchantress lets out a sigh.

The Enchantress was tired of dealing with crazies and looking at this woman's file...she certainly was one. Helen Hopkins was a criminal on the run, she killed her husband and harvested his organs for money.

' Why would anyone do something like that for money ?...', the enchantress thought.

Of course, she could understand if the husband was abusive but from the what the file told...he was a perfectly normal man.

" I know his identit-", the woman started to speak but,

" Why are we wasting our time with this bitch...let's just ig-", Walt interjected to only be cut off yet again by Helen.

" No.....I've sacrificed so much.....I won't stop.."

The woman was mad....that much was clear from just the way she spoke.

" Then tell us what you know?..", The Enchantress gently nudged the woman along.

Helen nods her head and continues on,

" That boy killed my son....my o-only son....he's a monster....he's a wolf in sheep's clothing.....his name is....

Adam Creed."

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Author's note:

End of Vol. 3 !