Hexagon HQ. Floor forty-six. The room was big enough to hold a crowd. The walls had stunning paintings hanging. A stunning painting, a samurai holding his sword while burning. The painting looked amazing. This was no ordinary room. It was a gathering of the higher ups. The brains of Hexagon. The highest order. "Gentlemen let's begin shall we." A man spoke. Crimson eyes, gray suit. His eyes gave a glimpse of experience and terror. Vance Tor. The first founder of Hexagon. The viper.
"I have waited enough Tor." Another higher up speaks up. Bald, black eyes. Middle aged and he looked gentle but inside he's rotten. By his looks it seems his fat ass was too lazy to do anything but inside he's the most corrupted. Kaelen Roth. The second founder.
"I hate to say this but I don't think I will invest in the future after what's happening nowadays." Another man spoke up and his tone was deep and gentle but he didn't give any friendly expression while saying it. He was wearing a mask. A black mask that had a faceless design. Only his eyes were visible. Black eyes. His hair was waving and he was wearing a blue suit. Ivar Ross.
"Well all I care about is my profit misters. So you all should keep that in mind." A woman. Middle aged, her blonde hair, her blue eyes and her flashy outfit were the main attraction for her. Lenora Vox.
Tor sits down and he leans forward towards the table. His fist closed fingers on top. "We have confirmed Kaito Yashima has gone rogue." Lenora gives an obvious expression and a slight smile. "Isn't it obvious by now. What else do you expect from a ghost's pupil."
Roth takes a sip of his wine and says, "we have handled this type of situation before. If a wingman goes rogue you simply erase him from existence." He takes another sip and puts down the glass.
"It's not just another wingman it's Kaito Yashima we are talking about. If it was a B or A rank we would've simply neutralized them but he was an S Rank." Ross speaks up and everyone paused for a second.
"It doesn't matter if he's S ranked or not. He took out his eye and leg enhancements. With enough firepower we can take him down." Tor makes the statement clear. His words were sharp and logical but no one seemed interested because of the current situation.
"So how will you explain Ren? She had a shot and missed on purpose. She should be the one we should exterminate first." Vox speaks up and she looked a bit furious while saying it. Her eyes were getting filled with rage. Tor looks at her but doesn't say anything. He leaned back and paused.
"Rumors say that your daughter is hunting again Tor. Will you allow it." As soon as Roth says it Tor looked at him and he looked furious. The glimpse from his one look made Roth think again before speaking. Tor cracked a finger and Vox slightly smiles while all these were happening. "I believe we will keep the topics relatable Mr. Roth." Tor's tone was deep and sounded furious.
"I have a proposal if you all allow." Ross speaks up. His mask gave a shine as soon as the lights reflected on it. His eyes sharp and his tone was clear. They all looked at him and waited for him to speak up. The moment awaits and the tension grows deep.
South City, Axiom Pearl. A heaven for criminals. Outlaws and gangsters almost all kinds of corrupted people gather here every day. The black market. A place for forbidden technology, modifications and weapons. The black market is mostly dominated by the local criminals and underworld members. The government elites have raided this place many times but failed to capture. The people in this side of the city hate the government more than anything. Since they can't get rid of the government elites and the Hexagon corporation is out of their pay grade they have built their own alliance amongst themselves. The first thing they hate is the government and the other one is a wingman who comes here uninvited.
A flickering light was waving. The room was a mess. Low grade modification parts displayed all over the wall. There was a bunch of blueprints laying around and a bunch of cybernetic limbs were laying around like toys. The smell of fresh fuel was covering the whole place. On the desk there was a bunch of holographic blueprint projections. Right next to the table there was a man sitting on a chair. His arm was cybernetic and some unreadable codes were running down in his fist. He's wearing a tank top and his hair was long and brown. He lights up his cigarette and takes a puff. "So how long are you going to crash here? You know if they found out they will send rovers on my ass, Kaito." The man speaks up and it gives chills. His voice was so deep and sounded a bit glitchy for some reasons.
"Why? You scared Yamako." A familiar voice. The same deep tone. He was standing in front of a table that was projecting a holographic projection. From behind something looks different. Brown hair. Tank top outfit. A completely human arm while his other arm was half cybernetic. He slowly turns and looks back. The hollowed socket had a cybernetic port for a modified eye. His one eye was crimson while the other inside the port was black. "By the way Yamako, I really owe you this time for all these." It's Kaito Yashima in a new look.
"As long as you are paying me for this shit it's cool." Yamako, the biggest black market seller. He's known for his illegal modifications. A workshop of a cyber butcher. He leans back and takes a puff. The smoke covered around his face.
"And another thing I want you to arrange me a black market license." Kaito looks at him and says it but his expression doesn't change. "I thought you quit being a wingman." Yamako looked a bit surprised. He puts down the cigarette and looked at him.
A slight smile appeared on Kaito's face and he leans back while his hands are resting. "I quit being a wingman for Hexagon my friend, I am starting my rookie journey again." Yamako looked at him with an annoyed expression, "you know you have lost it officially right?" Kaito simply smiles and says, "that's my Yamako. I can always count on you."
"Fine then; I will get your license within a week. But for now take your ass somewhere else." He gets up and walks towards the hanging cybernetic bodysuit. Kaito takes a jacket and puts it on. He walked towards the door and gets out while Yamako works on the bodysuit. "Idiot." Yamako whispered.
The roads were crowded. People around aren't looking friendly. A bunch of guys gathered around and looking around, one of them had a hand modification, one of them was wearing a mask, one of them was holding a cybernetic firearm. Across the street a gambling stall was crowded and people were yelling their numbers. A woman whose eyes were cybernetic, her hair was red and she was standing in front of an alleyway. Sellers. Local drug dealers were everywhere and everything around looked corrupted. As Kaito takes each step he sees everything. He's observing everything. He looked at the woman and she winks at him. Kaito simply smiles and walks it off.
He looks around and something catches his attention. A local weapon shop. He stands in front of it and thinks. "I guess I can get a toy. Of course I can." Without any second thoughts he walked right inside the shop. The door shuts and deals are about to be made.