Monster

A young man could be seen lying flat, lifelessly on a state-of-the-art operating table in a small lab, the
laboratory is a sterile, well-lit room filled with advanced medical equipment. The young man on the
operating table had his two eyes plucked out with his tummy half opened, the skin is not entirely cut
out.

Just a few distance away from him, a medical tray could be be seen with different surgical tools lying on
it, with the likes of scalpel and forceps bloodied, but what stood out on the medical tray is a pair of
eyeballs, opened widely, and staring down at the body of the young man laid on the operating table.

Sitting on a metallic chair at the very edge of the small lab was an old man with wrinkles all over his face,
and white hair half covering his head. The man seemed to be out of this world, he looks ancient and
outdated, if not for the fact that he had a lab coat on his body with a pair of glasses hanging on his eyes,
and the fact that he's typing away on the computer screen that laid in front of him.

There were specks of blood on his white coat, he sat calmly with his back facing the body laid on the
operating table.

At first, there was silent, the lab was bathed in complete silent with only the sound of the old man's
hand, hitting the keyboard. Then ssomething strange started happening to the body that was laid on the
operating table, it was as if the young man's half opened chest moved up a bit, then it moves back down
a fraction of second later.

The same thing happened again, and then again, and again.

Almost like a heart beating slowly, as if life was returning back to the eyeless body, laid on the operating
table.

It continues for a dozen seconds, and the movement of the half opened chest was getting faster and
faster by the seconds before the opened part of the body started closing up, the half opened chest was
slowly closing up, the separated skin was being pulled together, and with it, came a churning sound.

The old man who was busy typing away with his back facing the body on the opera ring table, was
attracted by the churning sound that came from behind him, he quickly turned around and saw what he
could swear that he haven't seen before,

The body he had operated on a few moments ago was now sitting on the operating table, looking
confused with his hand on his two eyes, the old man could see the chest he had opened himself, in the
hopes of fishing out some organs, had closed up back.

Fear struck the old man's heart.

'What's going on, they told me he was injected with the syringe, how did his body close up.'
In the next moment, the young man who was laid dead on the operating table a few minutes ago,
jumped down, and stood on his feet, he staggered, and started walking towards pair of eyeballs, that
was laid on the medical tray, staring at him.

"What's going on, my eyes, I can't see but I'm feeling it."

The young man said as he walk towards the medical tray, bumping into a few equipments on his way, he
continue rubbing his hand on his faces, moving it where his eyes was supposed to be, but it was not
there, his eyes was gone, only an empty socket remain.

But he could still feel it around his vicinity, and something was pulling him towards it.

"Where is this, how did I get here."

"Monster!!!"

The young man heard a fearful scream come from his left, he turned to look at where the noise came
from, but all he could see is a complete darkness, then he remembered his eyes was no more.

"I can still feel it, where is my eyes, what have you done to me."

He shouted, his hands shaking, with the fear of living in complete darkness for the rest of his life.

"Guards, get in here now, something is happening in the lab."

He heard the voice shouted again, and in the next seconds, he heard the sound of countless footsteps,
coming from behind him but still far away.

Wasting no time, he quickly go with the flow, and continue moving forward, to where the feeling was
pulling him to, he got to the medical tray in a dozen seconds, and started moving his hand around,
scattering all the equipments that were laid on the tray, and in the process, he had mistakenly sent one
of the two eyes on the tray away, but he managed to get one.

'What is he doing, is he trying to fix his eyes back.'

Just as he could feel the eyeball in his palm, he heard the sound of several footsteps entering the room.

"Get him."

The voice that had been shouting all this while, speaks again.

Not knowing what to do exactly, he move the eyeball towards his empty socket, and in the next
moment, several blood tentacles started emerging from the eye socket, grabbing the single eyeball in
his palm, he let out a stifled groan and hissed.

The guards were behind him so they couldn’t see what had happened, and they were still coming
towards him, but the old man, the old man saw it clearly how the young man's eyes had been fixed by
himself. He couldn't believe his eyes as one word escape his mouth.
"Connect?"

He said under his breathe.

Realizing that the guards were already upon him, the young man disregard the idea of taking his second
eyes, and quickly turn around, looking for an escape route.

His eyes laid on an old man in a lab coat with a pair of glasses, the old man was visibly shaking as he
stood besides the window. He ran towards him with full speed as the guards followed him behind, then
just as he was a few step away from the old man, he leap up and jumped down through the window,
with several broken shard of glasses piercing his body.

The guards looked down in surprise, as the body of the young slowly descended, before disappearing
into the darkness of the night, out of their view.

"Who would be crazy enough to jump down from a 21 story building."

One of the guards said as he walk away, uninterested.

"What are you guys doing? Go get him now."

The old man shouted.

"Get him for what, I'm sure he's dead already."

One of the guards said.

"He's not dead, go get him, now."

The old mam shouted again, then the guard who had walk off earlier started walking towards him.

"Hey old man, the bastard jumped from this height, how do you expect him to survive."

He said as he slowly walk up to him.

"I know what I'm saying, the guy is not dead, he is..."

The old man was cut short of words as the guard grabbed him by the neck, choking him with his coat,
then he raised him up, towards the broken window.

"Are you sure he's not dead? You want to try it out too? If you survive, then I can go look for him."

The old man slowly shook his head in fear, with a lot of struggle.

"Remember I'm only meant to protect, not to chase after your stray cat like a dog, and I'm not meant to
pack your shit."

The guard said as he angrily dropped him down and walk away.
The old man cough and slowly run up to his computer system, then he typed something on the internet.

*Who know about the Urban Legend Connect?*

Several countless message notification sound through his system in a matter of seconds, all of them with
different articles on his question, after reading through a few of them, the old man had his finger in his
mouth, staring blankly into his computer system.

'He's definitely a Connect, the articles match what I've seen. I must report this to the higher ups, this is a
turn of fortune for us.'

A bright smile spread through his face as he proceeded to shut his system down, but then a late
message came in, just as he was about to shut it down.

*Hey, do you happened to come across a Connect? Or you're just curious to learn about them, if so, I'm
willing to work with you and make more research.* ~Mira

"Huh?"

---

A few moments ago when the young man had jumped down from the tall building, he had broken his leg
in the process, he screamed in pain as several bone popped out through his skin, but he got up a couple
minutes later and continue walking forward, just fine.

"Arghh."

He screamed as an incredibly pain spread through his stomach, he place his palm onto it and continue
running forward without looking back.

"It's happening again, I'm hungry again, and I don't have any spare meat at home."

I'm Not A Monster!

A long road stretches downward, towards a small opened garden, with all kinds of trees and flowers
planted in the garden, two female kids could be seen standing in front of an apple tree, staring at a boy
who was atop the tree, trying to pluck a very large and ripe apple.

Both the two girls and the boy atop the tree seemed to be no more than the age of five.

The boy moved his feet forward a bit, doing his best to take the apple, his hand is just a couple inches
away from the apple but he was unable to grab it, the apple seemed to be moving forward whenever his
hand touch it, as if it doesn't want to be plucked by the boy, but the boy himself is not giving up, he
would move his leg forward a bit and continue stretching his arm, he was determined to take the apple
so he could eat it with his two friends.

But unfortunately for him, as he was struggling to take the apple, his leg tripped and he fell from the
very top of the tree, with his body hitting a few branches here and there.

The boy groaned as his body hits the ground with his leg breaking in the process.

"Uche!!!"

The two girls shouted as they rushed over to him, with a worried look on their face, they both scream in
fear as they see the condition of the boy, his left leg had been twisted in a zigzag manner with several
bone popping out of his skin.

"Uche, are you Okay?"

One of the girls said, as tears started rolling down her eyes, she quickly bent down, trying to check his
body, but it was at that moment that the bone that had come out of his body started moving back into
his body, his twisted leg returned back to normal like how it usually happens to zombie, Uche screamed
in pain as his wound was closing up with several tiny blood tentacles stretching out of his body.

This is something he hadn't witness before, and he felt nothing but pain.

"Arghh."

The two girls quickly got up and took a few steps back, with the worried look on their face replaced by
fear, and one of them had her body shaking.

In the next moment, Uche got back on his feet, completely fine, the bones that were peeking out of his
skin were no more, his twisted leg has returned back to normal and it looks as if nothing had happened.

If not for the confused look on his face, as well as the frighten look on his friends face.

He took a step forward, trying to move towards them, but he was stopped by a frightened scream.

"Don't come closer!"

One of the two girls shouted, and a single word escaped the other girl's mouth before they both picked
their race.

"Monster."

---

"You bastard, stop there."

A group of seven students in white uniform were running after a young boy wearing the same uniform
as them, the boy had a curly black hair with an oval shaped face, and well carved figure, the boy seems
to be barely five years of age, while his pursuers were a couple years older than him, and a lot taller
than him, but the young boy's speed is unmatched, there's an incredible amount of distance between
the young boy and his pursuers, and they're already breathing heavily.

But they didn't give up, they're determined to cash him.

"We must catch him, he's the only one who saw us, he must not go."

The boy make several turn, running into several hallway, until he finally entered an opened street, and
the main road could be seen ahead of him.

"I'll escape them if I cross to the other side and take a bus."

Without making any stop, the boy continues moving forward, running through the street with full speed,
in matter of seconds, the boy got to the main road, and wasted no time crossing it.

But unfortunately for him, he was sent flying back to the edge of the street, at the left side as he failed
to watch before getting onto the main road. He was hit by a speeding Ferrari that had immediately
made a screeching sound in a sudden stop.

The seven students came to a sudden halt, upon seeing what had just happened.

"He's dead."

One of them said, with cold sweat rolling down his face.

"That scum, he hits him, but didn't even stop to check on him."

"What should we do now."

"We should run away of course, and do as if nothing happened."

"What do you mean we should run away, the kid we were chasing just died."

"Are we the one that killed him, he was hit by a speeding Ferrari because he failed to look properly
before crossing."

"But we were the one chasing him, and people have seen us running after him on the street."

"The fault is not ours, the Ferrari hits him, and he's dead, so let just run away before it's too late."

"You're talking as if he's a chicken."

"What do you want me say, I should go to the cops and tell them we killed him?"

"Guys look!!!"
One of the shouted, with his finger pointed towards the edge of the street, where the boy had been sent
to. They're currently at the middle of the street, and upon looking towards the edge of the street, they
all forgot to breathe for a second as they couldn’t believe what they're seeing.

The young boy they were chasing who had just been hit by a speeding Ferrari, is currently walking
towards them, completely fine.

He had no injury on his body, he walk just fine with, only a few blood could be seen on his face and
uniform, giving him an horror sight to behold.

The seven students took several steps back, with their finger pointed at him, cold sweat rolling down
their face.

"What the hell."

"He's completely fine."

"Monster, he's a monster."

"Guys run!!!"

"Monster."

---

A young boy could be seen on an opened field with blood all over his white uniform, his curly black hair
had been roughed and several specks of blood could be seen on his oval shaped face, but he looks
completely fine, he had no injury on his body, he looks fine, if not for the fact that he's visibly shaking
with countless stone hitting him from behind by the seconds.

There are several students behind him, making sure to maintain some distance, and they're currently
throwing him stone with a few words escaping their mouth, in unity.

"Monster."

"Monster."

"Monster."

"Monster."

"We don't want you in our school anymore."

"Go away, monster."

They were currently walking him towards the school gate with stone.
The boy suddenly turn back in one swift motion, making the students take a sudden halt, with fear
crawling up their face.

"I am not a monster!!!"

The boy shouted with tears rolling down his face.

Somewhere in the school, on the hallway of four story building, two men in black overcoat could be
seen looking at what was happening below with an uninterested expression, they watched the students
with calm expression, as if what's happening doesn't bother them at all.

"So the boy is a connect."

One of them said.

"Yes keep an eye on him, and make sure the students doesn't spread the fact there's a kid who could
heal himself, this could be a turn of event for human race."

The other man said as he walk away.

---

Uche burst into the room with tears rolling down his face, he walk straight to his granny's room without
knocking on the door.

"Grams!!!"

He shouted, with a frustrated tone.

The older woman look at him from the corner of the room, and move towards him with a wheelchair.

"Yes my lovely son."

She said with a bright smile.

"This is the last time I'll be asking you this question, and I want you to know that this is the last time
you'll be seeing me if you provide me with the same answer you've been giving me in the past."

The older woman's smile slowly fade away.

"Now tell me, why am I different from everyone else, why did my body heal on its own whenever I'm
hurt, why did you always cook meat for me anytime I'm incredibly hungry after getting hurt, why is
everyone calling monster, why are my friends scared of me. Who are my parents."

Uche shouted, with tears rolling down his face, he couldn't handle it anymore.

The older woman's smile return to her face as she gesture for Uche to take a seat, but the boy refused.
"You're just like your father, stubborn and never going back on his words, and for the questions you
asked, the answer will always be the same, until you've grown old enough and be able to protect
yourself."

Uche said nothing, instead he turn around and walk off without turning back, tears rolling down his face
as he continue walking forward.

"I'll always be waiting for you here whenever you decided to come back."

The older woman's said, with tears rolling down her face.

'Caesar, Maryam, I won't break my promise to you guys.'

---

In a small bustling workshop, filled with the sounds of grinding, cutting and hammering, the walls are
lined with metal shelves, stacked high with bundles of raw metal, tools and equipment, five busy
workers could be seen working away at the center, each of them focused on their task.

An old man with hunch back, his head full of white hair, and long white eyebrows, there were two
middle aged men and a young man in his late twenties, then, the youngest among them, who seems to
be under 17, he stood in front of a large cutting table, where a circular saw was cutting through a thick
steel plate.

The two middle aged men were expertly guiding the circular saw, the hunched back old man was
operating a hydraulic press while the second youngest man was with him, carefully placing a metal rod
while the old man will bring the press down with a loud hiss.

The youngest among them, who stood in front of the large cutting table, was busy sorting and organizing
metal scraps, separating them into different bins for recycling, he wears a pair of safety googles and a
dusk mask, and his hands are gloved to protect against the sharp metal edges.

He's currently in front of the cutting table where the circular saw was being operated, carefully moving
through the part of the steel plate that had been cut. He would stand watching them for several
minutes, and only move under the table when the saw had stopped, waiting to be feed again.

Just as the boy got on his feet after packing the metal scraps into a different bin, a very long and sharp
saber came flying towards him with an incredible speed, the attack was unexpected and the saber move
so fast that the young boy had no time to react, and the saber hit him straight on the shoulder,
completely separating his arm apart from his body.

He screamed in pain as his left arm dropped on the floor with blood pouring out of it, everyone stare at
him with the expression of horror and worry.
 Connect

"What have you done."

The hunchback old man shouted, at the second youngest man in the room, who was visibly shaking with
sweat rolling down his face.

"It...it... was him, he put me up to this, saying Uche had not bled once since he started this job, so he
told me to do this."

The second youngest man said with a shaky voice, as he pointed at one of the middle aged men, who
were operating the large circular saw.

"Idiot, I only ask to find a way to injure him so he could bleed, after all, he's the only one who hadn't
gotten any wound since starting this job, but you have gone too far."

The middle aged man argued, with a hint of worried on his face.

"Take him to the hospital, now."

The old man shouted, as Uche was still screaming in pain.

But just as they move towards him, he stopped screaming, then picked up his severed arm with his
other arm, he took a few steps back, towards the exit, and said with tears rolling down his face.

"No need to take me to the hospital, I guess it's my last day here."

Several tiny blood tentacles emerge from the stump, and approach his severed arm which was pointed
to the stump, the tentacles move like a swarm of bloody worm and upon making contact with the arm,
it was forcefully moved towards the stump making Uche scream again, but when he stopped screaming,
his arm had been back on his body.

Everyone move back, an expression of fear clearly written on their face with their lips shivering, finding
the best word to say, it was the old man, who didn't have the same reaction as others, he only had his
eyes wide opened as a single word escaped his mouth.

"Connect."

The man muttered, still staring at Uche.

"Connect?"

Everyone repeated as they turned their heads and focus their attention on the old man, and before they
could turn back, Uche had already burst out of the workshop.

"Get him, he must not go, he's a walking van full of gold."

The old man shouted as Uche left the room.

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Monster

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Connect

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Monster

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Connect...

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A young man was walking by the roadside of a small street, with only a few people walking on the road
as it was night time, cars were moving on the road. The young man wore a black hood with a black
trouser, and his hand in the pocket of his hood as he gently walk forward.

A short brown guitar was strapped to his back.

He had his head down as he walk forward, with the hood covering his face. Just as he got to a three
ways road, where he was to make a left turn, a small white bus zoomed forward and suddenly packed in
front of him, blocking his way.

He took two steps back as the bus stopped in front of him, the door slid opened and a middle aged man
could be seen sitting on a bench, alone in the bus, he had a raven black hair with bright glowing skin, his
eyes are big and a cigarette could be seen in his hand as he stare at the hooded young man with a smile
on his face.

"Wow those lovely eyes, I want them."

The man said as he jumped down from the bus, staring at the young hooded man.

"I want those eyes."

Before the hooded young man could talk or try to run, he felt something hit him from behind, and in the
next moment, he passed out.

He didn't know what happened after that, but when he regained his consciousness back, he met himself
in an unknown place, with his eyes missing and his abdomen cut opened.

Everything happened so fast after he woke up, his body healed up in a minute, a strange feeling pulled
him towards his eyes, and he could also hear a trembling voice screaming for help and calling the
guards, terrified.
He was able to get one of his eyes before the guards arrived, and he had no choice but to escape
through the window of a 21 story building, where his leg had broken in the process, but healed back a
minute later and he continue running forward.

---

Uche suddenly woke in his room with his hand on his head as he had just had several nightmares in his
sleep, an eye patch could be seen covering his left eye and he had a terrified look on his face as he recall
the content of his nightmare.

Well, if it could even be called nightmare, it's just the memories of several horrors he had gone through
in his life, that resurface through his head. He touch the black eye patch on his face, and sigh.

"Ah, another one added to the collection."

Uche always had this nightmare whenever he survive a new life and death situation, several memories
of the horrors he had gone through will surface through his head, till the recent one.

All of this started at the age of five, when Uche discovered the strange ability of his body to heal itself
from almost every injury, almost like an immortal. Although, having your body heal from every injury
would have been something incredible, but the sight isn't something great to behold, and his friends
always see him as a monster.

He didn't know what's wrong with him at that time and always ask his grandmother he happens to be
living with, but she would always tell him to try not to get hurt again, or tell him to learn to protect
himself. This always bother him a lot because he's always treated like an outcast among his friends both
in school and at home, his friends are always scared of him.

Another thing he don't always understand is the fact that, whenever he got a serious injury, he would
feel an incredible pain in his stomach, due to hunger, as if all his energy had been drained, and
whenever this happened, his grandmother would give him nothing but several countless cooked meat.

He don't know the reason for this.

Until he couldn't take it anymore, he had realized that his grandmother knew something about him but
kept quiet, so he had threatened her that if she didn't tell him what he wanted to know, he would leave
home and never return again.

But to his surprise, she was fine with it, his grandmother didn't complain about his decision, leaving
Uche with no choice but to leave his grandmother's care because he hate to go back on his words, and
that's where he had made a grave mistake.

Living outside his granny's care was a hell in a cell for him, not only was everyone scared of him because
of his inhuman body, but some people are also after him for the same reason, and he had no choice but
to live his whole life in hiding.
He didn't know if it would've been the same if he was still under his granny's care, but one thing he had
learned to do is to protect himself and try not to get hurt, like his grandmother always told him.

Whenever people discovered his extraordinary body, two different reaction would always be given, the
common one is horror, fear and hatred, this set of people always call him Monster and run from him.
While the second reaction and doesn't make any sense at all, it's that of admiration, hunger, jealousy
and greed, this set of people would call him Connect, and always run after him, in contrast to the first
one.

But only a few always give this reaction, maybe 2 or 5 out of 100.

Uche didn't know the reason for the second reaction, the first is a bit understandable, but the first
doesn't make any sense to him, until he decided to make a research about the word 'Connect' that they
call him.

Through this research, he was able to understand the second reaction and also learn a few things.

It turns out that Connect is an Urban - Legend with a strange power, he doesn't know why they call it
Connect but through his research, he was able to learn that this Connect is an evolved race of humans, a
set of people with an immortal body.

A set of people that cannot die. At least that's what he was able to find in his research.

There had been a few of them in the past, but they're not on a good terms with the humans because
humans were trying to use them as some sort of experiment to attain immortality themselves, so they
were in disagreement at that time, and this Connect people are at a disadvantage as the humans
outnumbered them.

There were very few of them, although, their number wasn't mentioned in his research, but he guess
that they're up to fifty.

He imagine fifty of these people against a couple billions of human, they stood no chance.

But the problem is that humans were unable to kill this people, they're immortals and also seemed to
have some strange powers, apart from their natural healing, but the humans was unable to know or
learn about their ability, and a direct clash was narrowly avoided at that time, but some people still go
around fighting them, but none of those people ever returned to tell the story.

They live with the humans for a few decades until one day, they all disappeared just as they had
appeared, they're never seen again, almost as if they had ceased to exists, vanished into thin air just as
they had come. Till this day, nobody on earth know about their disappearance.

Humans felt like fool at that time because they were able to learn nothing about them, and the
government has placed a bounty that whoever bring a Connect for them will be heavily rewarded.
This was several centuries ago, and the humans have given up on the search of a Connect to attain
immortality, in fact, there are only a few people alive who know about the Connect Legend, and these
few people learned about it through different tales that had been shared.

No living soul in the Connect era was alive now, but those who had heard their story and know about
them would do anything in their capabilities to find one, if they heard that a Connect suddenly
appeared.

And Uche learning about this knew he was in for a big trouble, not only did he know nothing about this
Connect people and their strange power, but he also lack the knowledge of how he became one.

He is very sure that he's not from his bloodline, although, he know nothing about his parent as they both
died immediately he was born, his mother died right after he was delivered while his father died in a car
accident upon hearing his wife demise.

He grew up with his grandmother and she was the one who told him about the lost of his parent.

If they were both Connect, a child delivery shouldn't have killed his mother, and a mere car accident
shouldn't have killed his father, he himself had been through worse.

And his grandmother is even a cripple, so everything doesn't make any sense to him.

The saving grace he had was that only a few people in this era knew about the urban legend Connect,
and he had done a great job in protecting his identity, even those who knew about him did not have any
sort of his identity.

But here's where the problem comes in, Uche is hundred percent sure that the lab he had escaped from
will surely have a CCTV camera all over the place, and he had heard the old man in lab coat called him
Connect.

It would be an eternal problem for him if they decided to spilt his identity out, but he doubt they would.

Although, he didn't know how he got into the lab, all he remembered was someone talking about his
eyes before he felt something hit him and pass out, but he doesn't need a great mind to tell him that
these people are organ traffickers, which means they won't dare to share his footage to the public or
government.

Not only would they be caught and arrested for their illegal business, but they can't also let Uche slip off
their finger, they would get him for themselves and use him as an endless supply of organs, instead of
giving him to the government who would use him as a lab rat.

"Am I going to flew here again? Damn, it's not even half a year I packed in."

Uche is very sure that the organ traffickers will be on his tail very soon, and he needs to make a quick
decision.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a slight pain on the empty socket of his left eye, where
there's an eye patch.

"Arghh."

He yelp as he place his palm on the eye patch and something strange started happening to him.

Corpse Art

Uche suddenly felt a slight pain on his missing eye, it was as if a faint naked flame was burning in the
depth of the empty eye socket, it wasn't that painful nor was it any pleasant, and just as he place his
palm on the black eye patch, something strange started happening.

The slight pain he could feel had disappeared, and the faint burning flame also disappeared, now
replaced by something else, it was replaced by a blurred image, he was seeing the blurred image from
the empty socket of his missing eye, making it look like a vision.

He rubbed his hand on the eye patch a few times, and the image became clear, turning into a vision.

In the vision, he could see a huge spacious and cozy bedroom with all kinds of luxurious furniture, the
bedroom is completely white, with several artwork, mostly pencil illustration, hung all over the wall.

He could see a dinning table a few meters away from the large bed, a glass cup stood on the table with a
powder coffee inside it, a silver kettle stood close to the cup.

A blink of an eye later, a shaky hand grabbed the kettle and started pouring its content inside the glass
cup, with it spilling on the table as his hand is shaking.

Uche watch as the hand grabbed the glass of coffee and started moving towards the bed. Uche couldn't
see it but he guess that the owner of hand sat on the bed as the hand move the glass of coffee upward,
and then a few seconds later, empty.

The hand's grip on the glass tightened after its content had been emptied, several cracks appear on the
glass before breaking into countless shards of glass, with a few of them piercing the hand, blood seeping
out of it.

Then the vision faded away, Uche couldn't see it again.

"What was that?"

Uche rubbed his palm on his empty eye a few times, with sweat rolling down his forehead and his heart
beating faster.

"Was my second eye transplanted to that person? How come am able to see what the person is seeing."
"This doesn't make any sense, I need to go back to that lab, maybe I can find the person."

He quickly got off his bed and rushed to the bathroom.

----

Several people had gathered at the front of a popular theater in Lagos City, and many people are still
finding their way there as they move in anticipation, trying to confirm what they have just heard. Among
this set of people is a young girl in her early twenties, she had a brown scarf on her neck as she finds her
way through the crowd and eventually find herself in front of the popular theater.

Popular always gathered in this certain theater every day to watch different series of movies, but today
is different, their gathering this morning is not for the same purpose it has always been, in fact, the
population of the people here right now is twice the population of those who gathered in the theater
everyday.

A statue of a middle-aged woman stood motionless right in front of the theater, the statue was well
carved, made out of pure gray bricks and several sleek metal, the woman had a short braided hair with
tiny eyes and her mouth, left wide opened, in awe. A bunch of roses could be seen between the
woman's statue arm.

The view of the statue gave the people a feeling of awe, a pure work of art, the person who carved it
must have been a great and special art master.

They all look at the statue with admiration and surprise, it's not everyday they see something as
beautiful as this, so they had no choice but to admire and gave kudos to the great mind who took their
time to sculpture it. They were surprise because the statue had not been there before, it was never in
front of the theater so they all wondered how the statue had gotten there.

The statue was not there last night when the theater closed, it was as if someone had brought it
somewhere else and dropped it here in the middle of the night, because they all knew it's impossible for
it to be built through the night. It would take at least two days to build something as perfect as this.

And the reason people had gathered here this morning is for the sudden appearance of the statue.

After finally confirming it with her eyes, the young woman brought out her portable camera and started
taking pics of the statue, she move closer to it and capture it from all sides, making sure to capture every
detail of the statue.

And that's how she was able to see something that nobody have noticed, since gathering around the
statue. She zoomed her camera well so she could see it clearly, under the right arm of the woman statue
where a bunch of flowers was kept, a strange symbol could be seen right there. The symbol was carved
neatly right under the woman's arm.
It was that of letter P and L crossing over each other, making it look like a one sided hammer crossing
over a spanner. Having no ideas what this means, she zoomed her camera more and capture the
symbol.

Just as she took the picture of the symbol, something wet dropped on her face.

She took the camera away and slowly place her hand on her forehead, touching the substance that had
dropped, then when she brought her hand down to look at the substance, she took a few steps back,
away from the statue.

"Blood?"

Mira said, surprise, she looked up, tracing the origin of the blood and that's when she could see that it
had dropped from the shoulder of the statue, and looking at it now, blood was slowly dropping from the
arm of the statue.

"This is not an ordinary statue, everyone step back."

She said aloud, her voice booming with confident.

Everyone turn to look at her side, and that's when they could see it clearly.

"What's that?"

"Blood?"

"Where did it come from."

"How did blood get into the statue."

Everyone was surprised, fear gripping some of them, and a few had started moving away from the
statue.

A few minutes later, several cops got into the crowd and draw a caution tape around the statue, making
everyone move away from it, but as at that time, blood was already seeping out of the statue's mouth,
eyes, nose and ears, giving it a sight of horror.

Many people immediately left the scene because of this.

The statue was brought down before the cops ran an investigation on it, and found out that it was a
corpse, the statue was a corpse of a middle-aged woman who had died not too long. After examining
the corpse and failed to find the cause of death, apart from the blood dripping out from her body, an
elite squad of forensic was called to run an autopsy.

Within a few minutes, the news of the strange corpse statue had spread all around the world like
wildfire, going from one city to another, through gossips, different press media and internet, everyone
had heard about it and it had turn the world uproar.
Ruckus was being made on the internet, after people had seen several pictures and videos of the statue,
and through this internet ruckus, a name had been unopposedly and publicly given to the statue.

It was now known as Corpse Art, and whoever was behind the strange stuff had been given Corpse Art
Killer.

---

Uche had also heard about the corpse art event and wondered who would be crazy, heartless at the
same time incredible enough to do something like that. Killing someone, design the corpse like a art
statue and display it in front of a public theater.

It's just too crazy.

Not knowing what to think of the situation, Uche decided to wait till night falls before going back to the
lab, going back there is risky but he knew he had to be extra careful, so he won't be kidnapped again like
he had been yesterday.

And just as the night sky swallowed the lingering fragments of the pale sun, Uche got into a black hood,
covered his head, reset his eye patch, and slowly walk out of his house.

He had a whole collection of all kinds of hood in his shelve as that what he had been using to protect his
identity in this past few years.

A couple hours later, Uche stood in front of a tall building that was made with pure glass and pristine
metal, the building is twenty one story tall, and looking up at the upper floor from the ground, he could
see that one of the rooms at the first floor had its window broke.

It was where he had escaped through last night, when he was being pursued in the lab.

He remained in the same position for a minute, staring at the broken window while thinking of the best
manner of approach.

And just as he was about to ask take a step forward, a voice came from beside him.

"Hey, stop there, identity yourself."

"Wait, isn't that the bastard from yesterday, he even have the confident to come back here."

"Get him."

Hearing those words, Uche wasted no time before turning around and picked a race. The men ran after
him, there are about 7 of them outside, but a few more are already coming out after hearing those
words, not just from the tall building, but from the surrounding buildings.

He made a quick turn and got into a random hallway leading him into an empty and abandoned lobby.
The lobby was dimly lit with a faint orange bulb going on and off as if power was being extinguished
from it, running through the opened vast empty space, Uche heard several footsteps got into the lobby,
he continue running forward without looking back. Until a passage could be seen, cut to his right, he
made a quick turn and entered the passage, then continue running forward.

"Get him, he must not go."

"You guys, go block the other side of the passage, now."

One of the men commanded, and five men separated from the group, running forward instead of
entering the passage. While others followed Uche behind.

He continue running forward, made another after reaching a dead end on the passage, he turn to his left
entering another passage that seemed to be longer than the previous one, he continue running with his
heart racing faster.

'Am so stupid, why didn't I think about it before.'

'I mean, the old man already know about me, he will surely tell his men to look out got me. Damn, why
didn't think about it before.'

He knew he had made a mistake, these people have already know about his identity, it's not just a
person or two, but a whole lot of them, he would have no choice but to leave the city entirely and never
return.

He doesn't have much time to think about it right now, because just as he finally get to the end of the
long passage after running for a while, someone suddenly lunged at him from the right side, in the
hopes of grabbing his head.

But due to the swiftness of his body, he was able to avoid the man by jerking his head back and take a
few steps back.

Four men stepped out of the corner and blocked his way, with the man who had first lunged at him, the
slowly moves towards him while he continue taking several steps back.

The men that were chasing him from behind were already closing the distance he had given them, they
were about fifteen of them behind him.

'What to do, think, think, think, I can't let them get me, not now, not even forever.'

He was thinking of a way to escape the twenty of them, fighting is not an option as he couldn't think of a
to defeat them, and he's not planning to get hurt and heal back in front of them, he's not ready to reveal
his self healing power.

'Well, they already know that I'm a Connect, so there's no arm him showing them what a Connect can
do.'
Just as he had those thought, the five men in front of him started falling down on after another, not just
a normal fall though, almost as if they were being electrocuted, surprised, Uche stopped moving back,
taking a sudden halt, the men behind him were only a few meters away from him, but they also stopped
in their track after seeing their comrade falling down.

"What the hell?"

"What's going on? "

"What did you do to them, bastard."

The men behind him yelled.

And just at that moment, a figure slowly came into view, the figure was clad in a complete black strange
material, no, almost like an astronaut, but in black coat instead, with an opaque helmet.

"Who are you?"

"Identify yourself."

One of the men shouted.

But instead of the figure to reply, it simply pointed its finger at Uche, signalling for him to run. The young
man hesitate for a second, but after noticing the men moving towards him again, he waste no time
rushing forward, running past the mysterious figure and made a right turn. The figure followed him
behind and so did the relentless men, but just as they made a right turn, several junks fell from above,
blocking their way and a cloud of dust also block their view, while Uche and the mysterious figure
continue running forward.

What To Do

Escaping from his pursuers, Uche continue running forward without looking back, not even to spare his
savior a glance, he was even wary of the mysterious figure more than his pursuers, so he just wanted to
get away from whoever they might be and outrun them, but to his surprise, the person was much faster
than he had thought.

They suddenly stopped right in front of Uche, blocked his mouth and dragged him to the left, where a
stairway could be seen, leading downward, they hid behind it while the figure held Uche tightly, then
several men could be seen running towards where they had escaped from.
After the men had completely left their view, running into the passage the two had just left, the figure
finally freed Uche, giving him a breathing room.

Then the black helmet on the figures head was slowly removed, revealing the delicate face of a beautiful
young woman, long black hair flustered backward as she swings her head, with the helmet under her
arms, a pleasant smile could be seen on her face.

"Ah never thought it would be a success."

The lady said.

Uche was surprised that his savior is lady, and as beautiful as this, he was really surprised and didn't
really know what to say, but he don't want to be fool. For this person to come to his aid, it means she
must have known about him, and know that he's a Connect.

But how?

Unless...

"What do you people want from me?"

Uche asked, as he move away from her.

"What do you mean?"

The lady replied.

"Aren't you among them, why did you save me, how did you know about me, isn't it too obvious that
you're working for them."

Uche said, but before the lady could reply, a voice came from the hallway and several steps followed.

"They go this way, how come you guys didn't see them."

"They must have hid into one of the rooms or followed the underground basement."

"You guys should go block the exit."

Hearing those words, the young woman peeked outside before turning back to Uche.

"Follow this step downward, there's an underground basement right below with an exit that led to the
main road, escape through it now."

The young woman said, throwing a quick glance at the hallway.

"You clearly heard them saying the exit should be blocked."

Uche replied.
"With your speed, you should be able to escape before they get there, go now."

She said and immediately put her helmet back on, then rolled onto the hallway and run forward.

Now Uche is sure that the lady is working with those people, otherwise, how did she know that there's
an underground basement that he could escape through, she's definitely one of them, and only she
knows why she had decided to help him.

He wasted no time rushing down the stairway, the men had spotted the figure in black burst into the
hallway, and some of them had run after her while a few followed him down the stairway, into the
underground basement.

But just as the lady had said, he was able to outrun his pursuers with a great distance, and also got to
the exit before the people that was meant to block it got there. Then he successfully escaped.

---

Uche had a sleepless night after barely escaping from his pursuers last night, he spent several hours on
his bed thinking of the best decision to make.

Now that he is sure that those organ traffickers had known about him and were now on his tail, he knew
he only had a limited time before the world will learn of his existence, and will eventually be used as a
lab rat.

He couldn't afford that to happen, but after having a sleepless night thinking, he still could never figure a
way out. He don't want to entertain the idea of leaving the city entirely, not only did he lack the fund to
sponsor a flight for himself, but he also couldn't leave without finding the person his eye was
transplanted to, not even without getting his eye back.

But remaining in this city will cause him more trouble than leaving his eye with the unknown person. He
was a bit thankful that those people haven't revealed his identity to the world yet, although, that also
means those people won't get off his tail until they get him, but getting his identity revealed to the world
will cause more trouble.

He won't have anywhere to hide.

"Arhghhh!!!"

Uche shouted in frustration.

Not wanting to think about it again, he got off his bed, took his bathe, got into black top and a jean with
a black face cap, he walk out of his house.

A few minutes later, Uche arrived at a small workshop, surrounded by countless metal junks from all
sides, creating a garden of some sort around the small workshop, it was built in the outskirt of the city,
the street was littered with junks and the workshop itself look like an abandoned inn, rather than a
workshop, but looking inside the workshop, it was as large and spacious like an hotel room.
Uche slowly approach the workshop where he could see an old woman standing at the entrance, with
her hands on her head while throwing a curious glance to the side, as if she's expecting someone.

"Ma'am, what's wrong."

Uche said, as he slowly approach the woman.

"Oh my, Uche you just came in time, Mr. Kim had left here almost an hour now to get a new hammer
from the city, but he hasn't arrived, so I want to go look for him."

The old woman said as she wrapped a scarf around her neck.

"Don't worry ma'am, I'll go look for boss, nothing will happen to him."

Uche said, turning around and started walking back.

He walk on the junk street, make several turn, going from street to street, looking for his boss and after
going past three different street, he finally found a tiny alley of two buildings that if someone walk
through the alley, the person will appear on the next street.

This area of the outskirt is a strange one that every street are lagging onto one another like a labyrinth.

Lookin into the tiny alley, Uche saw three school boys in a brown uniform with a long deep brown
trouser, they surrounded a person that was laid on the ground, begging for their life. Uche couldn't see
the person clearly but he managed to spot white hair on the person's head, suggesting the person the
boys are surrounding is mostly an old man or woman, and the boys themselves are high school students.

'That couldn't be my boss, but there's no harm in finding out.'

He picked his pace and got to the scene in a few seconds, he could finally see the person they're
surrounding clearly.

"What are you guys doing, beating an old man?"

Uche shouted as he got into the scene and confirm the man to be his boss.

"Guys, it seems luck is on our side."

One of the boys said.

"Yes, the old man is proving to be stubborn and we couldn't give him a good beating, as he might just
die, but you came at the last minute that we are about to leave, so just drop whatever money you have
with you and run."

Another said, as they move away from the man and walk towards Uche.

"You scum."
Uche said under his breath, ignored the boys and bend towards his boss.

"Mr. Kim, are you Okay?"

"They're after my money, these brats, they followed me down here from the city."

The old man slowly said, with a hoarse tone.

"Don't worry boss, I'll deal with them, go now, madam is waiting for you, worried."

Uche said as he helped the old man get up and walk him out of the hallway, but the boys stopped him,
only letting the man go.

"What, now that you let our client slip away, do you think we'll let you off?"

One of the boys said, as they inched closer to Uche, who stood with his hand in his pocket, watching the
old man as he escaped onto the street.

"What do you guys want?"

Uche asked calmly.

"Well, he got some nerves, just bring out the money with you, and we'll leave."

One of them replied.

Uche didn't say anything, Instead, he turned around and started walking off, but one of the boys
dragged him back, pinning him against the wall.

"Bastard, do you think we'll let you off, that man has a whole bundle of dollars with him, but you let him
escaped and now, you have to pay for it."

The boy said as pinned him against the wall, his clenched fist already moving towards Uche’s head.

Uche, with his hand still in his trouser pocket, slightly move his head to the side, making the boy hit the
wall, his knuckle peeling. With a kick, Uche send him back to the others.

"Oh you want to fight, then let's fight."

Another boy said, as he brought out a jacknife, pointing it at Uche, who just stood, staring down at him.

The boy rushed forward, then brought down the knife towards Uche, who stood still, not moving. The
knife came down upon him and severed his left ear, making the boy dropped the knife and move back in
fear, as he saw Uche’s ear dropped on the floor.

"Bastard, you could have just avoid that, why didn't you."

The boy shouted, with fear. He wasn't planning to hurt Uche, he thought he would avoid the knife just
as he avoid his friend's punch, but the bastard just stood there making the knife chopped off his ear.
'I'm doomed, Dad will send me out today.'

But what happened next made the three boys step back in fear.

Uche still standing still, staring at them indifferent, his eye patch suddenly fell after losing the support of
his second ear, the eye patch dropped to the ground, revealing his empty eye socket.

"What the hell."

"Creepy."

"Monster.'

The boys shouted as they reeled back in fear and picked up their race.

After the boys had disappeared from the alley, Uche finally moved as he bend down and pick up his
severed ear.

"Those weak minded brats, they couldn’t even stand my empty eye socket, what would their reaction be
if they witness my ear attaching back to my body."

Picking up his ear, blood tendrils emerged from it and reattached back to his head.

The Culprit

The boys finally stopped after getting out of the junk street, onto the main road, they finally had a
breathing room as they bent down, panting.

"I can't believe it."

"That creepy bastard, so he had missing eye."

"He looks dreadful without the eye patch."

"I'm a bit worried for him, he's missing an eye and now, his ear is also missing."

As the boys were discussing their experience with the creepy guy, they failed to noticed two large men
who walk past, and stopped when they overhead their discussion.

"Cmon, he's not the only one with an eye patch, let's not waste time."

---

With his mood contaminated by the boys, Uche slowly walk back to the workshop, meet up with his
boss and start working for the day, after confirming that he had no injury.
His work here is just like what he had been doing in the past, scraping metals, cutting metals, melting
and shaping metals, that's the field he had found himself in anywhere he works, more reason is that this
work get the least attention, and there are always a few workers, five the highest, with most of them
old.

And as someone who tried to stay away from people and live a lonely, but peaceful life, he prefer doing
this work.

He left the workshop in the evening after the work for the day had been done, he collect his own share
of money and left. He wandered the junk-filled street for a while, exploring the streets. He sometimes
do this to get stupid thoughts off his mind, and he knew upon getting home now, he'll have nothing to
do but to entertain his worries.

Exploring the junk-filled street had become his hobby from the very first day he started working here,
but today, another thought entered his mind as he walk on the street.

With the street designed like a labyrinth, he imagined the organs trafficking gangs chasing him into this
area, the outskirt of the city, a smile appeared on his face as he had that thought.

As someone who had taking exploring the outskirt as his hobby, he knew every ins and outs of all the
street, he knew a dangerous street and a safe one, he knew every shortcut to the main road and every
street.

His smile widened as his mind reeled back to everything he had discovered during his days of exploring
the street.

Lost in his thought, he suddenly found himself in a street he hadn't been to before, the street was full
with people walking on the junk-filled road, and there are people selling stuffs on the side of the road.
The street was bustling with lives, happy and cheerful.

He saw several children running around, playing and having fun, the street look rather peaceful. He had
always wondered why most of the street in the outskirt are silent, devoid of sound, almost as if no living
things reside there, but seeing this now, he thought if the people are secretly developing this place for
themselves.

As he was walking around, taking in the peaceful atmosphere of the street, a strange sound suddenly
reached his ear, curious, he followed the sound and found himself walking through the alley of two
buildings. Then right in front of him, he saw about seven to eight people, gathered in front of a middle-
aged man, who sat on the floor with a guitar in his hand, playing it as a sweet melody left his mouth.

Enthralled by the man's song, Uche approached him, listen to the song with the crowd, and asked when
the man finally stopped singing.

"Sir, can I ask where you get that sound?"

The man spare him a glance, before answering with a smile.

"This sound is actually going viral in the city, people are really using it."

"Oh really, never knew that."

Uche said in surprise.

"Why would you know about that, you live in the outskirt, so how will you know about what's going on
in the city, unless someone like me come with information, of course."

The man said, proud.

"But the artist of this sound is actually dumb, Lonely Guitar Man or what does he call himself."

The man said, a bit distasteful.

'Ouch, that hurts.'

Uche thought.

"Why so, why do you say he's dumb."

"The Rave label are trying to collaborate with him, but he turned them down saying they can do a remix
of the sound if they want. Really, isn't that dumb, a nameless and upcoming artist like him turning down
the popular Rave."

The man replied.

Uche smile.

"Maybe he's trying to keep his identity a secret, who knows, but I'm sure he has his own reason. Can you
play me the sound again?"

Uche said, with a smile.

Of course, the sound belongs to him, he's the one who sang the song and had turned the Rave lable
down, on a collaboration.

He's the Lonely Guitar Man.

---

After listening to the man again, he left the outskirt and get home late, took a shower, prepare a late
meal and got onto his bed.

But just as he was about to close his eye, free of worries. A sudden sharp pain pierce his eye socket, with
the sickening burning sensation, a couple seconds later, it was replaced by a distant vision.

---
In a large spacious room, filled with all kinds of different luxuries and different artworks hung all over
the wall. A young man could be seen in the corner of the room, sitting on a sleek metal chair with a
round table in front of him. A lamp stood above him, lightning the corner as he was busy doing what he
loves to do.

A journal lie on the table and a pencil held in the young man's hand, dance away as the man sketches on
the book. His phone stood on the table, playing series of music to steer things up for the man.

The young man, red spiky hair, a well chiseled face with a pointed nose and sharp tiny eyes. He was
completing the drawing of an old man, hung on a mangrove tree, with a tattered bloody dress, and just
besides the drawing stood another illustration.

The drawing are almost the same, but the other is just a simple sketch, without any paint or color.

The man completed the drawing, then closed the book, smile as he sips the coffee that stood in front of
him, then he opened the book again, now from the first page.

But just as the man opened the first page, which a clear drawing of the letter P and L crossing each other
could be seen, almost like a one sided hammer crossing over a spanner. The man suddenly place his
hand on his left eye as a sudden pain hits him.

The pain hits him immediately the song that was playing before changed, now playing a popular song by
The Lonely Guitar Man. Its almost as if a naked flame was burning in the depth of his eye, a couple
seconds later, the pain resided, not entirely gone though, but it's not as excruciating as before.

"I need to get an eye drop."

The young man said, as he started opening the pages of the book, going through his great artwork.

Unbeknownst to him, that someone else was going through it with him.

---

Uche watch as a human hand flip through the pages of a book, full of all kinds of artwork, his mind race
as he recognize a couple drawings in the book.

The drawing of the hammer crossing over a spanner, he had seen it before, as well as a pen illustration
of a middle-aged woman with a bouquet of roses held under her arm, he had also seen that before.

He watch carefully, as the pages of the book flip through.

The vision lasted for a couple minutes, with the person doing some strange stuffs that Uche failed to
understand. He grabbed his chest, holding it tightly in the fear of his heart flying out with the rate that it
races.

Sweat rolling down his head, as he stare blankly into the air.
"That person.....is the Corpse Art Killer."

"The pencil illustration is clearly the dead woman's statue, and that symbol was on her. Was my eye
transported to a killer?"

His heart race again, with several question popping up his mind.

He had seen different drawings in the book before that of the woman who had been recently killed, and
many more after that of the woman.

This simply means, the person had been killing people from the past, but no one notice it, until he show
it to the world with his great work of art. And there are still countless people inthe book that the person
would eliminate.

But the question is, why is the person doing this, why is he or her killing random people, Uche couldn't
spot any public figure in the drawing. He even see several drawings of kids, and the next two victim that
drawing in the book, that is, the next two kills will be an old man and three different basic school
children.

"Ah, who's this psycho."

Uche had his head within his knees as the frustration was getting the better of him, the killing does not
really bother him though, but why was his eyes transplanted to this person, why must he be the one to
see the killer next move before it happens.

Why?

Uche wanted nothing now but to hug his pillow and scream into it. He already had a lot problem in his
pocket, why did he had to deal with a killer, why did this person have to get his eye.

He knew the only way out is to get his eye back, unless he wanted to be seeing gruesome sight of the
killer taking his victim lives.

Uche is not ready to be traumatize with that.

He curled into his bedsheet and closed his eyes, falling asleep in the process.

---

The headquarters of the Lagos State cops was in a strange situation, officers are moving around, feeding
information through the office as they move about in haste.

Two men in black overcoat sat opposite each other in a dimly lit, and small room. One of them had his
leg on the table fiddling his finger about, as he stare at his companion with a clear frustrated expression.
His companion on the other hand, had blood dripping from his nose, he slowly clean it off with a paper
tissue and throw it into the waste bin.
After dumping the bloody tissue paper in the bin, the two men continue staring at each other without
saying a word, they have been staring at each other from the beginning, and the staring battle dragged
for several minutes with tension rising between the two.

The man with his leg on the table is a bit younger than the other, and on his chest, his name could be
seen clearly written, Inspector Ray. While the older man had Sergeant Kim written on his chest, but
regardless, they both have three star at the side of the coat.

The staring continue for several minutes, and eventually, Inspector Ray couldn't take it anymore, he
brought his leg down, stomped his foot on the floor, get up his chair and said in a frustrated tone.

"Why do I have to work with this old fool of all people, why?"

He shouted, holding his head in anger.

"Bastard, you should at least show some respect, even if we are at the same rank, I'm way other than
you, respect your elders."

The man with blood coming out of his nose said, in a more sarcastical tone, trying to ease the tension,
but he had always failed in that aspect.

Inspector Ray walk up to him, move his face closer to him with his fist dancing behind him, and for a
moment, it looks as if he was about to punch the old man in the face, but the old man was calm,
meeting the aggressive man gaze with his calm expression.

"This is all your fault in the first place, if you haven't failed your job back then, this would've been done
for, and forgotten."

Sergeant Kim said, making the inspector grabbed him on his collar, but released him a second later,
realizing that he's acting out of place.

"You're right, perhaps if I had made a proper investigation back then, you would've caught him and this
will not arise again."

Inspector Ray said, adjusting his coat as he sat down.

"Now that we have been paired together again, let's catch him."

After the result of the autopsy had been released by the forensic, they had discovered the cause of
death, and not just that but the manner the woman was killed, although, not the statue's part, but the
cause of her death, they have seen it before, not just once or twice, but countless times.

It was a major issue back then, a serial killing and Inspector Ray and Sergeant Kim had been in charge of
the case at that time, but the culprit was never caught, not even their identity was revealed. And
funniest part is that the killer just kill random people, there's no major pattern in the act, just random
people from different place, it could be a man, woman or a kid, an influential person or someone from
the outskirt.
The pattern of killing is always random and that makes it impossible for the cops to predict the killer's
next move, and failed to catch him.

But what made them know that it was a serial killer is the symbol that he always leaves on the victim's
body after killing them, he always draw a strange tattoo on them, a one sided hammer crossing a
spanner, while a large human skull is always in the middle.

The killer always leaves this symbol on their victim, although, the symbol left on the woman's statue
does not have the human skull that the previous victims always had, but after an autopsy, it was
confirmed that it's the same person.

The killing had stopped back then, nobody know why the person had stopped killing people and the
government thought maybe something happen to the person, and it was revealed to the public that he
had been caught by the cops, until the person decided to show up again, now even making a public non
verbal announcement, by displaying the corpse in front of a theater, like an exhibition show.

And the two people who had been in charge of the case back then were called back in, to complete their
unfinished job.

It was this particular case that brought the hostility between the two.

The Return Of Snowflake

---

Waking up the next morning, Uche couldn't keep his worry off his mind, he had thought having a good
sleep will make him forget everything that had happened, but it didn't work at all, in fact, it's almost as if
he slept in the depth of his worries, only waking up to depression.

Uche didn't know what to do.

He was trying his best to stay away from the world as possible, hide himself while living a peaceful live,
but now, the organ trafficking gangs are on his back, and sooner or later, he would be revealed to the
world. Not only that, but a serial killer also has one of his eyes, making him share sight with the psych.

That's just too.... incredible.

Uche would've love leaving the city as soon as possible, but sharing his sight with a gruesome killer is not
something he wants to live with. If he couldn't get his eye back, he at least wished for the bastard to be
killed, so he could flee peacefully.

With his worry haunting him, Uche decided to find more information about the corpse art case,
searching for any cue that would lead him to the killer.

He hopped on to his computer, and began typing away, in search of any updates on the corpse art, but
going through the internet with his eyes staring at the computer screen, focused till his eyes started
watering, Uche found nothing. There's no new updates on the corpse art apart from the woman's
statue, and several comments that were delivered on the post, online.

Still not willing to give up even after his eyes started getting hurt due to staring at the screen too much,
he decided to go through each of the comments that were laid under the post. And finally, after several
hours of reading the critics comments, and several admiration of the artwork, Uche finally found
something.

He spotted something that people did not pay attention to, and perhaps if the public gaze was directed
at it, the world will be in chaos, and a protest might arise.

Uche took his time to go through this particular comment that people seemed to overlooked, there
wasn't much engagement under the comment. Even he was surprised after seeing the comment.

Someone had deliberately brought out the symbol that was seen on the woman's statue online, the
person made sure to zoom it clearly and post it online. The symbol of the a one sided hammer crossing
over a spanner, and just beside it were several similar images, almost the same but the only difference is
that there seemed to be a strange human skull like design, atop the hammer and spanner.

And just below it, the person wrote; *This symbols, didn't they look similar?*

That's what the person caption the images.

Uche didn't know if people had knowingly ignore this post or they didn't just see as there's little to no
engagement under this post. Although, to some people, it will just look like several similar images, but
Uche knew better, and many people did as well.

"But the government claimed he was caught and killed."

Uche mumbled.

The symbol he was seeing that look similar to that on the woman's statue, was a symbol that plant fear
in people's mind and make them shiver in terror upon sighting the symbol.

The symbol of a one sided hammer crossing over a spanner with a human skull on it, was a symbol that
belongs to a notorious serial killer several years ago.
A serial killer that countless souls fell under his presence, a very dangerous killer that people only see
the after effect of his work, nobody ever get to see what he look like, he was invisible and invincible.

He had no special pattern in his act, almost as if he kill for fun, several influential people, several
unknown people, countless men and women, including children fell to him. No pattern in his act, he's
unpredictable. The only thing that made people recognize his appearance is that strange symbol he left
on his victim after killing them.

The cops chase him for several years but was never caught, not even his identity was revealed.

And he had been given several names back then, but was popularly known as Snowflake due to his
unique trait and his unpredictable moves. Wherever those symbols had been left, means Snowflake had
once been there.

Until he disappeared couples years ago, nobody saw his symbol again and no several death was
recorded anymore. The government had claimed he had been executed a year after his disappearance,
only to appeared now.

The world haven't learned about that fact yet, but Uche knew sooner or later, Uche knew everyone will
eventually learned that Snowflake had returned, just like they would know about him someday.

"Damn, why must it be this bastard."

Suddenly, Uche felt the familiar unwelcomed feeling in his empty eye socket again, he immediately
knew what it means and did his best to endured the fleeting pain which turned into a vision a couple
seconds later.

Another One

In the distant vision, Uche could see a young beautiful woman in her early twenties, lying on the floor
with her face slightly going red, goosebumps on all over her face and she seems to be letting out a
silence scream that Uche couldn't hear, a strong hand wrapped around her neck and she struggle to
breathe.

Pink like vein appeared all over her forehead and it look as if her large puppy eyes were about to pop
out of her head, and still, the grip on her neck didn't even show a sign of loosing.

"That bastard...he's killing another person."

Uche muttered, his voice shaky.

The vision moves between the woman and a phone that lies beside her, ringing.

A couple minutes later, the woman's eyes shut, her bulging vein going back down, his lips quivering as it
slowly close, and finally, life seeped away from her and the grip on her neck loosened, and the culprit
stood up.

Or so, Uche thought the person did.

The angle of view changed, now he could see the woman's body from above, which means the person is
now standing, then the view moves around, like the person is looking around their surroundings, and
then, Uche saw something that made his heart rave faster.

He almost fall from where he's sitting.

"What the hell?"

Through the vision, Uche could see that the man is standing on the ceiling of a tall building, a very tall
building, at least 50 story building. But that's not what surprised him, no that didn't surprise him at all,
after all, the bastard can carry out his operation anywhere he likes.

Uche was surprised, because from where the person was standing, from the bastard angle of view, Uche
could see the silhouette of his own house, tiny like an ant.

He could clearly see his own house from the perspective of the killer, on the building. Uche didn't know
why the sight was so sharp making the vision clear as a day, even from that tall building, but he don't
want to think about it and didn't need to think about it.

Because, for him to be able see his own house through the vision, it only means the killer is nearby.

The vision hasn't stop there as the person started walking towards the dead woman's body, bend down
and brought out a strange equipment that somehow looks like a pencil and within a minute, the symbol
of a one sided hammer and a spanner was sketched on the woman's body, then Uche saw two hands
grabbed the body and hurled it down, from the top of the building.

Uche wanted to shout, tell the bastard to stop, but he couldn't, it would be useless as he wouldn't hear
him.

He imagine the body turning into a bloody pulp upon landing.

The bastard walk back, stared at the ringing phone for a while, before stepping on it with his polished
brown shining shoe, then the vision faded away, immediately just as it had appeared, leaving Uche with
only one thought on his mind.

"I need to get him today, he must be caught today."

He is sure the bastard is in his area, not too far from him.
"There's only one building in this area that is as tall as that."

He thought as he look through his window, before turning around and rushed out of his house.

A couple minutes later, Uche rushed into a tall building, completely made out of polished glass, the
building stood several feets tall and he wasted no time rushing in, headed straight to the elevator that
lead into the last floor, at the top.

He completely ignored the commotion that was happening outside the building as he already knew
what the commotion was about. His gaze moved between all the descending elevator with single
thought on his mind, as his elevator ascend.

"Brown shoe, pale skin and a black suit."

He saw the person's wrist and his suit, so he is his sure that with that three sign, he should be able to get
him.

And so he did.

Just as his elevator got to the 45th building, he saw a young man stepped out of a descending elevator
onto the long spacious lobby, and made a left turn.

Not just any young man though, but he saw a brown shoe, black suit and pale skin, but he failed to see
the man's face as his back was facing him.

Immediately, Uche pressed on the large red button in the elevator, signaling for an emergency exit. The
elevator stopped in an instant, and the door slid opened.

"Hey bastard, stop there."

Uche screamed as he run through the lobby, made a left turn following the man's trace, which led him
into the male's toilet.

"Bastard, killer, stop there."

Uche shouted as he saw a door to one toilet closed, just as he entered. He ran towards the toilet and
started banging the door furiously.

"Come out a here now before I call the cops, you think I didn't see you, huh? Killer."

He screamed, banging the door furiously, and a angry fat man stepped out, using the door to push him.

"Who's that bastard, have you lost your mind?"

The man shouted, frustrated.

Uche was surprised, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say but to stare the man down,
examining his appearance, trying to make sure he made no mistake.
"Sorry, I saw the killer, the corpse art killer, I saw him."

Uche stuttered, not knowing what to say.

"You mean you're the killer?"

The man rushed out immediately, but Uche failed to hear his words as he spotted something from
where he was sitting.

His single eye moves below, through the open space of the toilet door, then he saw a brown shoe with a
black trouser and black socks.

"Bastard, I caught you."

Uche said as he slowly rise up, with a smile on his face.

"Snowflake, is it?"

Arrested

Seeing the round belly large man, Uche had thought he had made a mistake, maybe he had lost his
target and followed the wrong person into the restroom, but knowing that he had saw a young man
with black suit entered the restroom, he is sure that he made no mistake.

He had a feeling that the man was pulling tricks on him, who knows, maybe he had the power to
shapshift and morph into any appearance he wished, or what else would've made him invincible
throughout these years that the cops had been after him. What else would have made his identity a
mystery than the power to change his appearance.

But Uche didn’t want to believe it, he did not want to believe something like that exist, not only would it
made it impossible for him to retrieve his eye, but the bastard will be able to operate freely without
being caught, just like those years before going into an hiatus.

He didn't want to believe and that's why he didn't attack the man outright, or accuse him of being the
culprit, so he decided to apologize and explain the situation to him.

That was until the man assumed Uche had gone crazy and rushed out to fetch the cops, he wanted to
run after him, but right at that moment, Uche saw what he had been looking for.

A pair of polished brown shoe and black suit.

"Snowflake is it, or corpse art killer, which one should I call you."
Uche said with a smirk. The only mistake he made was approaching the wrong door.

---

In the restroom, the strange man stood still, staring blankly into the air, not moving since the
commotion outside the restroom started, he had heard a screaming and shouting. At first, he thought it
was one of his victim relatives, moaning, but he didn't know that this man had followed him, all the way
from the fiftieth floor.

'Who is this.'

Kante thought.

'He knew about me, he knew I am Snowflake, he saw me when I killed her, but how?'

He was confused, really confused, he's always and had always been a careful person, he was sure that
nobody was on the ceiling with him, and nobody was stalking on him, so how did that idiot find out.

'Judging by the man's character and how stupid he seemed to be, if he was there with me at the
rooftop, he wouldn't let me kill her, he would've attacked me on the spot, unless he's afraid of death
himself, but I don't think this idiot is afraid of death.'

'But how?'

Kante couldn't get the feeling of wariness off him.

"You know Snowflake, I don't mind you killing people here and there, after all, they're your kind, you can
kill them as you like, but my eye, return my eye and let me live peacefully."

The man's cracked and stressed voice resounded through the restroom lobby, making Kante touch his
eye in confusion.

'I should return his eyes, what does that mean.'

---

Uche continued banging the door, screaming and shouting in frustration, beards of sweat rolling down
his forehead.

"Aren't you going to come out? Until I call the cops."

And just at that moment, door to the toilet lobby swung opened, and several people rushed in, all in
black with a pistol in their hands, all pointed at Uche.

"Yes, he's the one, I don't know if he has gone crazy or he's the killer, but you should arrest him."

Uche stare at the door, and found out that the annoying round belly man has returned with a group of
seven cops.
Before he could say anything, the cops surrounded him and handcuff him in an instant, roughing him in
the process.

"No wait, I saw him."

"I'm not the killer."

"He has brown shoes and black suit."

"Please hear me out."

Uche was not allowed to talk as he was forcefully moved down.

---

Kante let out a sigh of relief as the annoying rat was finally taken away.

"So he knew about me but didn't know my identity, interesting."

"Well, I've done well in these past years protecting my identity, so it wouldn't be know to be caught just
like that."

"But it made me wonder, how did he find out, how did know about me. He called me Snowflake and
Corpse Art Killer. How troublesome."

He thought about it for a while, as he adjust his dress, he couldn't just let it slide like that, he felt
something is really wrong, for someone to find out about him.

Then, he remember he heard the man saying something about his eyes.

"Is it perhaps related to the surgery?"

"Was his eyes transplanted to me during that surgery? And somehow, he could see true it. This is
worrying."

Then something clicked in his head as he adjusted the glass that etched on his nose.

"The song, that song by lonely guitar man, my left eye always reacts to it whenever it's been played, and
that bitch happens to use it as her ring tone."

How A Criminal Dress

Kante stood still and scowled, not wanting to move from his position, everything is not just making a
single sense to him, he just couldn't believe it.

He had been wondering how he always get a sudden eye pain, and had promised himself to get an eye
drop, but after observing it for a while, he realized that the eye pain always comes around whenever this
particular song by lonely guitar man was being played. Not knowing the link between the song and his
eye, he had decided to stay as far away from it as possible, but now, he uncovered an unnerving truth.

Someone always see through his eye whenever that song was being played.

"How disturbing."

If anything, Kante felt embarrassed as he recalled so many occasion that the song was being played,
either by him or someone else.

Thinking about it, he realized how much the man had seen, a lot - he had seen a lot.

"This is getting more interesting, but I think I should at least see his face, for recognition."

Kante thought, as he finally left the restroom.

---

The cops handcuffed Uche, took him to the last floor where they had meet up with the rest of the cops,
mostly senior officers.

"Is this the suspect?"

Sergeant Kim asked, staring at Uche up and down, with inspector Ray by his side.

"He really does look like a criminal, eye patch, black hoodie and a face cap, how else will a criminal
dress. Do we finally have Snowflake here? Or his minor?"

Inspector Ray said with a smirk.

Uche stare at the young officer who had spoke, doing his best to contain his anger.

"I bet you don't even know the dressing of a criminal, brown shoes, black suit and black sock, don't you
think it's similar to what you bastard dressed in?"

Uche barked, making Inspector Ray almost lash at him, but Sergeant Kim control him.

"You two take him to the headquarter, we'll meet up later, there's a few business we need to sort here."

Two men dragged him out of the scene, walking him out of the room, onto the hallway that stretches
downward, leading to the building hall.

Walking through the hallway with his hand cuffed, Uche's mind was devoid of thoughts, he didn't really
know what to think of the situation as he kept quiet, moving gently as the cops walk him forward.

He had realized a mistake, it seems acting rashly without thinking about the consequences has become
some type of habit for him, and now, because of his stupidity, another tea had been added to his cup.

'F*ck.'
Even as hard as he's trying to make his mind free of thought, he couldn't, several questions reeled
through his mind.

'That round bellied man, what if he's working for Snowflake?'

He didn't even attack the man, and he had apologized for his mistake, but the pig looking man still went
to call the cops. It just didn't make sense to him.

'Maybe he's terrified because of my appearance.'

Deep in his thought with his head down, Uche failed to notice a particular young man, dressed in a black
suit, a pair of glasses etched on his nose. He walked past them with his polished brown shoes, then
turned to spare him a glance before walking forward, approaching the elevator, instead of going
outside.

Just as the man ascend with the elevator, a young woman stepped into the building, she wore an ash
looking dress, a top and a trouser, with an hat on her head, glasses etched on her nose with lips
suffering from the overload of black lips paint.

The sound of her high heels hitting the floor resounded through the hallway, as she walk towards Uche
and the two cops.

Just as the young woman walk past, one of the cops suddenly fall down, Uche couldn't see it as he was
deep in his thought, he came back to reality when he felt something brush past his head, from behind.
Then he saw a leg stretched, with an high heels hitting one of the cops dead on the face.

Tracing the leg as it retreated, he saw a young woman that could only be describe as witch standing
beside him, the two cops are down in a matter of seconds.

"Don't run and don't say anything, follow me."

The woman said as she turn around, and started walking out, as if nothing had happened.

Uche did as he was told as he follow the woman behind, outside the building.

They approached a black hover bike outside the building, a few meters from where people had
gathered around the bloody pulp of the dead woman, the cops had put a caution tape around the area,
making the people stay away from it.

The woman gesture for him to sit behind her, on the bike which burst off, like the shot of a gun.

A few minutes later, they arrived in front of a building that Uche recognized too well.

Call Me Mira
Uche was lost in his thought that he failed to notice that they had arrived at their destination, until the
bike came to a sudden halt, and where looking up, he was surprised, and totally confused, at the same
time, scared.

"Oh no."

He butted out.

'How did she know where I lives.'

Uche's heart beat faster than ever, even the woman could hear the sound of his heartbeat racing.

"Don't be surprised, and I don't want you to be scared. Let's go in, we have a lot to discuss."

The young woman said as she walk towards the entrance.

Uche stood still, not moving as he stared at the strange woman, trembling.

Gathering his confidence, he keep calm and speaks.

"We should go in? Like it's your own house. Listen, I know you're with those guys, I don't want any
business to do with you people, you might have personally saved me twice, but I don't know your
motives for doing that. Please, tell me what you want now."

Uche requested.

The woman smile, move away from the sun before removing her hat, her smile growing brighter,
making it look almost evil with her black lipstick and the strange make-up on her face.

"I said don't be afraid, let's go in so we could have a proper discussion, this sun is scotching outside."

She said as she opened the door and stepped in, not waiting for Uche.

"How did she know the lock combination, this is not making sense."

But still, he decided to follow her, guarded.

"You have such a nice home, how relaxing."

The woman said as Uche stepped in, but quickly turned back and cursed internally.

'Damn it.'

"What the hell are you doing?"

Uche shouted.

"Pulling off these rags of course, to get some fresh air, the heat is too much. I put them on to save you in
the first place."
She said as she was removing her dress, and washing off the strange make up and lipstick.

"Be quick please."

Uche demanded, still looking away.

"Am done."

Turning around, Uche turn back immediately.

"You....are you going to remain like that?"

Uche shouted.

The woman is now dressed in nothing, but a black singlet that barely hang on her shoulder, and a very
short bumper, leaving her pale skin and every other of her body unprotected.

"Yeah, I don't have any other dress to put on. Why, are you surprise?"

She said as she calmly sat on the large comfy chair.

Uche didn't say anything, and instead, turned around, while doing his best to keep his gaze away from
her...huh.

'Damn, that singlet is not enough to cover her chest.'

This is the first time in his entire life he's seeing a woman exposed like this.

His thought was disturbed.

'Idiot, don't be distracted, get to business, you're in danger and this might just be a trap.'

He couldn’t find the best word to say, but the woman speaks, after looking around for a while.

"I know you have a lot of question to ask and desperately need answers, but before that, call me Mira."

She said with a bright smile on her face.

---

"Oh dear, Kante here you're, have you heard about what happened to Cassia."

An old and fragile looking woman said with a painful expression on her face.

"Huh Cassia? What happened to her?"

Kante asked, surprised.

The woman rubbed off her face before answering.

"Nobody know how it happens, but we found her fell from the rooftop, or maybe she was pushed,
nobody knows."

The woman said, tears rolling down her face.

Kante didn't say anything, and continue staring at the woman.

"She's such a nice girl."

The woman whispered, before looking up at Kante.

"The cops are waiting for you at the office, they're doing some investigation and are interrogating
everyone."

"Oh I'll go meet them."

Kante said as he gently walk into the room to his left, where he could see all his colleagues, all standing,
waiting in anticipation while two men in black overcoat stood at the front.

One of those men speak.

"Is this the last colleague?"

Sergeant Kim asked, and the people behind him nodded.

"Welcome Mr. Kante, I am Sergeant Kim from the Lagos State special crime squad, and my colleague
here, Inspector Ray, from the Lagos State Central intelligence Squad."

Sergeant Kim said as he brought out his ID card, showing to Kante, and Inspector Ray did the same.

Kante nodded, and the Sergeant continued.

"Inspector Ray and I are currently working on a special case, and as the closest squad to this area, we
were ordered to investigate the murder that happened here earlier. It haven't been confirmed yet if it's
a murder or suicide, but we are still investigating so we have a few questions for you, as the victim's
colleague."

Sergeant Kim state.

"Others have been interrogated."

Inspector Ray added.

"So are you ready to answer our question?"

Kante nodded, calmly. Inspector Ray step forward and started asking questions.

"First, what can you tell us about Miss Cassia. Her personalities, her movement and her love interest."
Inspector Ray said, making Kante stare down at the young Inspector before he sigh and answer.

"Cassia, she's such a nice girl, it's sad we lost her so soon."

Kante sigh, he look at his colleagues before he continued.

"As everyone of them might have told, she's a loving woman, happy and kindhearted, at least, that's
what I know about her."

"So what do you know about her love interest and her movement."

Inspector Ray asked.

"Be mindful of your question, asking me about her movement is almost as if I've been stalking on her,
like I've been watching her. I mean, we are not that close than just a colleague."

Kante declared, making Sergeant Kim smile.

'Interesting, we got a sensitive one among them.'

Sergeant Kim said internally.

"Sorry if that question might be sensitive. But to the few interactions you've had with her and the little
you know about her, do you think she's someone who could possibly think of attempting suicide. If no,
we'll like to hear what you think."

Inspector Ray asked the next question.

"Well, just like I said before, Miss Cassia is an outgoing person, loving and kindhearted, she's a happy
woman, she lives as if she's got everything she wanted, so I wouldn't entertain the idea of her
committing a suicide, at the same time, I wouldn't disregard it."

Kante answered, calmly.

"Why so?"

Sergeant Kim asked, with interest. The rest of Kante’s colleague also stare at him in confusion.

"Well, nothing in particular, but only she knows her mind, only she knows what she's going through
internally. Who knows, she might just be putting on an happy face in front of everyone, but maybe she
never found peace."

Kante said.

"Makes sense. Now the last question, do you know or think she had an argument with anybody in the
company, or maybe you mistakenly noticed someone who doesn't like her."

Inspector Ray asked.

"None that I know."

Kante replied.

"Okay, Mr. Kante, thank you for sparing us a little of your time, we appreciate it. Please if you find
anything unusual in the company, don't hesitate to reach out to us."

Inspector Ray said, as he turn to Sergeant Kim, signaling for them to leave, but the old man continued
staring at Kante.

Something had clicked on his head.

"Can I asked where you were at when you heard about her demise."

Sergeant Kim asked, staring at Kante up and down, a particular scene resurfacing through his head.

'I bet you don't even know how a criminal dress. Black suit and polished brown shoes.'

'What was that for?'

Sergeant Kim thought.

He had a feeling that something is off about this person they're interrogating, the way he answered their
question nonchalantly, devoid of any emotion, almost as if he didn't care at all. Sergeant Kim didn't think
about it before, until he paid attention to his dress, and a certain words from their suspect came back to
his head.

'I heard he was shouting the same thing at the restroom, before that man came to call us.'

Kante stare at Sergeant Kim for a moment, a scowl appear on his face, then he said.

"Why asking where I was, are you suspecting me now?"

Kante asked, offended.

But before Sergeant Kim could reply, someone burst into the room and saluted before voicing out his
message.

"Yes sir, the eye patched man has escaped, the officers escorting him are unconscious."

Sergeant Kim spare Kante a last glance before he rushed out of the room.

Another Connect

In a completely dark room, with the only source of light pouring from the single lamp that hung at the
corner of the room, where a square table could be seen with two chairs standing side by side. A couple
men could be seen on the chairs, with their attention focused on the video playing on the computer that
laid gently on the table.

Both Sergeant Kim and Inspector Ray watched the CCTV footage of the company, where a sudden death
had occurred earlier, they both watched with maximum focus, not wishing to miss any detail.

Later after their investigation they came to a conclusion that the young woman was killed by none other
than the invincible Snowflake so they are determined to find any loop in the killer's movement, and
that's why their eyes are locked on the CCTV footage of the company.

Upon getting to a certain scene, Sergeant Kim paused the video and turn to his companion.

"Now if you think about it, don't you see the time doesn't match."

Sergeant Kim said.

"You mean the eye patched man?"

Inspector Ray asked.

"Yeah, he got into the building after the lady was killed, and it's so strange that he seemed to be in a
rush, then he approached the elevator before stopping at the 45th floor, where he had gone to the
restroom."

Sergeant Kim explained.

Inspector Ray played the video again, trying to figure out if anything is wrong. The video ended when
the eye patched man entered the restroom lobby, there weren't cameras there, but they're told what
happened in there.

"So are you saying he's not the main suspect?"

Inspector Ray asked.

"Don't get me wrong, I never said that, but if you think about it, he got into the building after the lady
was killed, which means he's not the culprit. I mean, he can't be in two places at the same time, but he
seemed to know something with the urgency in his movement and his behavior."

Sergeant Kim explained.

"Interesting, but what about the woman that came to his aid, knocking out two elite crime officer in an
instant, how can you explain that."

Inspector Ray questioned.

"I really don't know about that, but one thing I'm sure about is that these people are somehow
connected with the lady's death. It couldn't be mere coincidence. But I'm more interested in the man
called Kante."
Sergeant Kim declared.

Inspector Ray raised an eyebrow, surprised.

"Why?"

He asked.

"You probably didn't pay much attention, but that man appeared to be too much sensitive, even if they
are nothing than a colleague, there should at least be some kind of emotion in his voice, you could feel it
and see it in others' face and answer. But his answer were devoid of any emotion while answering our
question."

"So are you suspecting him now?"

Inspector Ray asked.

"Not just suspecting him, but he looks like a criminal at a closer inspection, don't you see his dress?"

Sergeant Kim asked.

Inspector Ray thought about it for a while, then his eye widened as he stared at the sergeant in disbelief.

"Polished brown shoes, and black suit. Don't tell me, are you following that mad man's words."

Inspector Ray pointed at the Kim in disbelief.

"Not really, but I think we should also dig into his background as well as the suspect."

Kim said with a smile.

---

Uche stare at the young woman who had claimed to be Mira, for several seconds, and with each passing
second, his confidence seemed to be returning, slowly. For some reason, the woman's demeanor don't
feel threatening, her aura was somehow inviting and welcome, so he was starting to gain his composure
back.

But still, Uche would never lose his guard, he never trusted her.

If worse came to worse, he would have no choice but to flee the city, and never return.

A decision he's finding hard to make.

"It seems you're finally gaining your composure back."

Mira interrupted his thought.

Uche threw a confidence glance at her, but didn't say anything, making the lady look away and ask.
"So what do you wish to know."

She asked.

"Your motives, tell me why you saved me, and your connection with those organ trafficking ring."

Uche said, his single eye not moving away from Mira.

"You know, staring at me like that is making me feel nervous. Can you just move your gaze down."

Mira said, as she shrugged.

Uche did as he was told, moving his gaze away from her.

'Do I look that scary.'

He thought.

"Well, how should I put it? I can say I get to know those people because of you, and I get to know about
you, through them."

Mira said with a smile plastered across her face.

Uche frowned, not feeling good with what she had said, meanwhile, Mira stood up, and walk into his
kitchen. Not knowing what she was up to, and not trusting her, Uche decided to follow her, but upon
taking a step inside, a crescent knife came flying at him, threatening to slash his throat.

But Uche moved out of the way at the last seconds, completely avoiding the knife, due to the fact that
he hadn't lost his guard for a second.

He quickly rolled back into the dining room, picked up the knife as he stared at Mira who slowly walk out
of the kitchen.

"What are you doing."

Uche asked, his voice a little trembling as Mira slowly walk towards him, her demeanor completely
changing.

Without wasting a second, she rushed towards him and threw out a fist, which Uche was able to parry
with relatively ease.

"I know you were up to something, just tell me what you want. You couldn't have saved me twice if your
goal is to kill me."

Uche shouted, but instead of a reply, Mira rushed towards him again, now throwing a crescent kick.

He quickly rolled to the side, avoiding the kick before getting up in an instant.
'Why's her attack sluggish, I mean, it's not as sharp and dangerous as when she had knocked those cops
out.'

Uche wondered, if she was to attack him the way she did to those cops, Uche knew he wouldn't last a
second.

His thought was interrupted when a strong kick hit him straight on the stomach, sending him back to the
edge of the room, blood pouring out of his mouth as he fell on ome knee.

"Weak."

Mira shouted, already coming at him again.

'Again, damn, why am I so stupid? Why did I trust this bitch in the first place, and now I've made the
wrong decision again.'

Uche said as he struggled to get up, and upon rising to his feet, a strong fist landed on his nose, crushing
it in the process.

"Arghh."

He shouted in pain, yet, a strange smile appeared on his face, as his lips curled up.

'I didn't even see her coming, but it's nice to be able to predict well.'

At the same time, Mira smile as Uche's crushed nose started healing, with bloody tendrils rising from it,
her lips curled up.

"At least, that was confirmed, you're really a strange one."

Mira said as she tried to move back, but noticed something pulling her in.

She looked down and see Uche's fist connected around her stomach, blood surrounding it while also
dripping from it.

'Well, that's surprising.'

Mira thought.

"I wasn't going to do this before, but my life is on the line, I don't know what you're after, I don't know
your goal and your reason for saving me. So whatever it might be that you're looking for, go to hell and
find it there."

Uche said as he twisted his fist, the crescent knife in his hand easily going through her tummy like a
butter, while cutting several organs in the process.
 Another Connect?

There was an evil smirk on Uche's porcelain like face, as he continue digging the knife into Mira's body,
blood pumping out of it like a rushing water, his dress had been stained with blood, while Mira's black
singlet was drenched in blood.

Surprisingly, Uche couldn't describe what he was feeling now, the feeling of killing someone is somehow
nice and refreshing.

'Is this how that bastard feel when killing his victim.'

This is his first time doing such a thing, so he don't really know what the feeling is. But it wasn't that of
sadness, or some type of negative feelings. To say the least, it's refreshing.

Looking up at the woman he was planting several hole in her body, Uche couldn't help but step back, in
fear, he staggered as he released his grip on the knife, forgetting it in her body.

'What the hell.'

Uche thought, he had been expecting the woman's body to fall, lifeless, or scream in pain like he always
did whenever he got hurt, but none of that happenened. Curious, he decided to take a look at the
woman's face, expecting to see a painful grief on her face.

But he found something else, looking up, he could see a large, yet eerie smile plastered across Mira's
face, with her lips curling into a smirk.

Uche couldn't help but reel back in fear, his heart racing faster than ever.

'What's going on.'

He had found it strange that she hadn't let out any sound of agony since he started thrusting the knife
into her body.

"What the hell are you?"

Uche asked, his eyes glinting with fear as he reeled towards the door.

There are several specks of blood on her paled face, with her abdomen severely damaged, it creates
nothing but a terrified scene.

Mira remained in her position staring at Uche who was struggling with the door, trying to open it.
"Don't worry, I tampered with the combination."

She said, her voice surprisingly calm, yet chilling.

"You..."

Uche pointed his shaky hand at her, not knowing what to say exactly, his leg trembling.

Mira then removed the knife that was planted in her body, throwing it to the side, her singlet was
battered and bloody.

And something started happening.

Something strange that made Uche wish for nothing but to disappear.

Right in front of him, Mira's opened body started healing up, at an incredibly fast pace, several hole that
had been planted in her body started closing up in an instant. And when her body had been completely
sealed up, only a tattered and bloody singlet could be seen, an evident that she had been injured.

"You're a Connect?"

Uche couldn't help but blurted out in fear, his heart racing.

"Well, if you decided to put it like that."

Mira said, the eerie smile completely disappeared on her face, now replaced by a calming and charming
smile. Her dangerous aura had also disappeared.

'What's happening.'

Several thoughts ran into his head at once, but he couldn't handle it as it seems as if his head was on the
verge of bursting.

"Come on, don't just stand there, let's have a sit and discuss."

She said as she move back to the large comfy chair and sit comfortably.

Uche hesitated, not knowing what to do exactly, he couldn't trust her, not at all, she had almost took his
life now, claiming she's testing something. If not for the fact that he's not an ordinary human, he
would've lost his nose now.

The lady just seem to be too dangerous.

'How did she even tamper with my lock combination.'

He thought, he hadn't even seen her move to the door after entering, well, maybe it's what she had
done before coming here.

'That explained how she got to opened it earlier, she must have hacked it after stalking on me for days.'
Now it was starting to make sense to him, the fact that she had came to his aid twice simply means, she
couldn't afford seeing her kind got treated rashly by the humans.

'But how the hell is she a Connect.'

Uche didn't even know what to feel about meeting another Connect, well he felt sad, their encounter
haven't been a great one.

At least, to him.

But now, looking at Mira, her demeanor had changed drastically, now she looked cool, her face almost
like that of a baby as she stare at Uche.

"I confirmed what I wanted to confirm, so come sit and let's have a talk. We're already friends."

Mira said.

"Speak, I'm listening."

Uche replied from where he was standing, close to the door.

"Don't be wary of me, I'm not a Monster."

She claimed, Uche didn't say anything, but of course, had a thought in his mind.

'Not a monster? Funny.'

"Well, I think this helps a lot, and will cut the long story short. The fact that you already know am a
Connect already answered many of the questions you had. Or do you still want me to tell you why I keep
coming to your aid?"

Mira asked.

"Just tell what your goals are, and your deal with those people."

Uche replied.

"How do I even start. I don't know what happened that day, but as I was making my research as always, I
saw something that caught my attention. I saw a strange post online. Someone asking if anybody knows
about the Urban Legend Connect. I clicked on the post and saw so many articles that people had
dropped under the comment section, curious, I hopped onto the person profile and found out that he's
a surgeon.

I sent him a direct message that I'll like to collaborate with him on his research on this subject. I was
ignored at first, but eventually, I was somehow accepted to collaborate with him. But it's more like a
contract, because I paid them hugely."
"I started peeking my nose every where which made me found out that the surgeon works for a ring of
organ traffickers, I was introduced to them and their goal was revealed to me, they mistakenly found a
Connect, but they lost him.

The people were mad, a vault of gold. With my goal different from theirs', I started peeking into their
affairs which led me to you."

Mira explained, but Uche thought about it for a while, so she had really gotten involved with them
because of him, and she had learned about him through them.

'Interesting, so she really had no relationship with those guys.'

He thought, throwing a furtive glance at her, although, Uche is not ready to believe her, and wanted to
press her for more satisfying answers, but looking at her, he don't know the right words to say.

"After learning about you, I observed you for a while and found out that you know nothing about our
kind, you seemed to be in total darkness, I don't know why or how it came to be, but I decided to watch
you more, waiting for the best time to approach you. And now, I think it's time I explained everything go
you."

Mira said.

A Chilling Revelation

Uche continue staring at Mira, thinking of what she meant by him being in a complete darkness. Is she
talking about his ignorance on the Connects' ways, after all, he knew next to nothing about them.

Knowing that the talk might last for a while, he eventually gave in to temptation, and move to the one of
the chairs, sitting opposite Mira, staring at her with keen interest.

"Hmm..before I start, can I get a dress, I mean, I can't remain like this it's not cool."

Mira said, pointing to her bloody tattered singlet.

"Eh huh? I don't have any female dress."

Uche replied, with a slight shrug.

"Give me one of yours, I'll take it."

He stare at her for a while, before standing up and brought out a new dress for her, while also changed
his own dress in the process.
"So can you start now?"

Uche asked as he too sat comfortably.

"I will start with my own questions, first, how do you become a Connect, were you a born Connect or
you were turn."

Mira asked.

Uche didn't really understand her question, so he decided to answer with what he thought was the best.

"I don't really know any of that, but I discovered that I was a Connect at the age of 5,when I fell from an
apple tree, where my leg had broken in the process, but healed immediately, and that's when
everything started going wrong for me."

Uche explained.

"Your parents?"

Mira asked.

"I never get to know them, they both died immediately I was born, I grew up with my grandmother
who's a normal human and know nothing about me being a connect."

Uche answered, not fully honest, he knows his grandmother knew about him but kept to herself, so he's
not going to reveal that to this stranger. She must have her reason after all.

'An half blooded one, but never in my life have I heard or seen any of these traits in other half blooded
I've encountered.'

Mira thought.

"It must have been tough, knowing nothing about what you're, while always on the run, hiding from
these humans who always wanted to kill you or turn you to a lab rat. It must have been really tough, but
I assure you that it'll all end here and now."

Mira paused, thinking of her next words properly.

"I don't know how you might see it, for someone like you who had grown up in the midst of these
heartless humans, you who had grown up to learn their ways, accepting what I'm about to say might be
hard to believe for you."

"What's it? Tell me."

Uche asked, almost immediately.

Mira smile, her smile charming and inviting.

"Well, you won't believe if I tell you that what these humans known as Connect - the name they call us,
that I still could not understand their motive for calling us that name. Some think of us as an evolved
race of humans, while some think of us as a different race entirely."

She paused, contemplating her next words.

"I'm sure you've heard about the humans mythology race known as Vampire, either through movies or
novels, am sure you've heard about them."

Uche nodded, his interest suddenly growing more.

"Well, we actually belongs to that supernatural beings. You and I are both Vampires."

Mira revealed, staring at Uche while thinking of what his reaction would be. She had expected him to
laugh uncontrollably, in disbelief, while mocking her. This always happened when this was being
revealed to other half blooded vampires who had grow up among the humans.

But Uche had no such reaction, instead, he sat calmly, staring blankly into the air, saying nothing.

Meanwhile, the poor boy was lost in his thought.

'Vampire, vampire, vampire, what does that mean.'

He was trying to think of what these mythology beings are, although, he had heard about different
mythical beings, but know nothing about them, as someone who got little to no education.

And now he was trying to think of all the different mythology beings he had heard of, trying to
differentiate them.

'There was Dragon, Phoenix, Zombie, Werewolf, Vampire, Banshee and so on.'

He's trying to figure out each of their unique traits.

'Yeah, Dragons are those legendary serpent like creatures, who are the closest to being a god, Phoenix
are beings made of fire. Hm, Zombie, if am correct, they're those mindless undead creature, that attack
and kill humans on instinct.'

At first when he had first discovered about himself, he had thought he was some kind of Zombie, with
the crazy healing ability he possess, and the fact that he's grandmother cook plenty of meat for him
after getting a serious injury, but because he is not mindless, he had disregard the idea of being a
Zombie. Or else, the experience wouldn't be nice.

He continued.

'Werewolf are those wolf creature who could turn to human at will, and turn into a vicious wolf during
full moon. I think they also eat humans.'

He contemplated.
'And then, there was vampire, hmm, aren't those the night demons.'

Just as it clicked on his head, Uche suddenly rise up in one swift motion, staring at Mira in disbelief.

"It can't be the truth, are you for real?"

He said, his tone hinted with disbelief.

Mira also stare at him, thinking of why he had just reacted now, it's close to a minute and half that she
made that revelation, and Uche is just reacting now.

"What was that for?"

Mira asked.

"I mean, how is it possible, I've never drank a human blood before, and you claimed that am a vampire,
are you for real?"

Uche asked, suppressing the urge to burst into laughter.

It has clicked on his head as the little info he know about vampires resurface through his head. Since he
was born, he had never had the urge to consume human blood, it had never happened to him before,
not only that, but he had never been damaged by the sun before.

And as someone who always work around immense heat, it had never affected him before.

None of the vampire's traits had ever been discovered in him, unless those traits aren't true, of course.

The only thing he found strange is the hunger that always gnawed at him whenever he got a severe
injury, but just he always satiate that with a plenty cooked meat. Which is not at all, a trait belonging to
the vampires.

So he wondered what Mira was thinking.

Meanwhile, the girl just stare at him, thinking of her next words.

'This is going to be tough?'

"Can you sit back down?"

Mira asked, gently, but Uche refused to sit, his single eye moving around.

"No, you need to explain everything while I'm standing here. If my knowledge is correct, then vampires
are always affected by sun, with their skin slightly burning. But that has never happened to me before,
and you were also fine while we were on the bike, the sun was shining brightly back then, so could you
provide an explanation?"

Uche demanded.
"I wasn't affected by the sun because I have this."

Mira said, pointing to her hat that laid a few meters away.

"You definitely can't understand that now, so don't ask question on it. But about you, well, it's simply
because you're an half blooded."

Mira said which made Uche asked another question.

"Half blooded, what's that supposed to mean? Like an half vampire and half human?"

He said.

"Yes, you're not a complete vampire yet as you still need to consume human blood to complete your
transition so most of the vampire traits won't affect you, which makes me wonder why you have an
incredible yet strange healing ability as an half blooded."

Mira said, Uche finally moves and sit opposite her.

"Yeah, it's just like those books you've read stated."

She continued.

"We feast on human blood, we got hungry from injury and lost of blood, we are affected by the sun, a
normal vampire cannot stay under the sun for a couple minutes, without their body burning. And yes,
we are far stronger than humans, we can live more than a thousand years, almost like an immortal, and
yes, we can slow down our ageing system."

Mira declared.

"But even among vampires, you seemed to be a strange figure, slightly different from everyone else.
When I first discovered you, I was just going to observe you for a while and ignore you, thinking you're
on a mission with another unit, but upon closer observation, I found out you're different, and know next
to nothing about us, always going with the flow of human world, so I thought the best thing is to involve
myself."

Vampire
"So Connect is just a no foundation name that humans decided to give us."

Uche asked.

Mira nodded, while Uche let out a disbelief sigh, and said.

"Tell me more about this vampire of yours."

Uche demanded.

"As you might have known, humans only think of us as something that only exists in their imagination,
they only think of us as some fantasy, but I'm sure they'll soon learn about us when we descend on them
like a rainfall."

She paused.

"We are a different entity entirely, a different race that lives separate from the humans. We have our
own world, and I'm only here on a mission in the human world, and I've come to learn a few things here,
but that's a matter for another day.

Just like the humans, we have our own way of doing things, there are rules that govern us and we have
leaders, just like the humans."

Mira continued explaining everything about vampire stuff, while Uche listen with keen interest. She
talked about their world, what makes them different from humans and what makes them similar. She
talked about how vampires possess a strange power over blood, how they have influence over blood
and why they cannot live without blood.

And then lastly, she talked about him being different from every other vampires she had known.

"So you're telling me that an half blooded vampire came into play when an adult vampire on a mission
got into a relationship with a regular woman, and that's what happens to my parent?"

Uche asked, and Mira nodded. He wondered which one of them is a vampire, his grandmother had
surely kept things from him, not willing to reveal anything to him, until he grow up.

'I wonder if I can go meet her now.'

"You talked about me being different, even from other half blooded vampires, could you give further
explanation."

Uche requested.

Mira sighed, adjusting her position on the chair, she had been talking for a while now, so Uche thought
maybe she's exhausted, but he failed to know that vampire rarely get exhausted.

"Half blooded vampires, when born among the humans will have the characteristics of human, all their
vampire traits will be suppressed when living with the human. Only their supernatural healing power will
be at work, but even that won't be as effective as normal vampire healing. It won't look supernatural,
and that's why many half blooded vampires, and the people around them won't know that they're
different.

They will never crave for blood, the sun won't have much effect on them, it will only make them feel a
little itchy, but not to the point that people will suspect that they're different, and the same goes for
their healing, like I said before. None of their vampire power will be active, not until they started living in
the midst of vampires, that they will start discovering their powers."

"Once a half blooded vampire got in the midst of pure blooded vampires they would start craving for
blood and after drinking human blood, they would become a real one which will awaken their vampire
traits, but that's not the same for a normal vampire, either they live in the midst of humans, half
blooded vampires or pure vampire, their trait will never be suppressed."

Mira continued.

"But you, although, you're a half blooded vampire and your traits are suppressed, but your healing trait
is something I've never seen before, even among older vampires. It's even one of the few things that
made me interested in you."

Mira revealed.

"What's wrong with my healing trait, didn't all vampires have the ability to heal naturally."

Uche commented, looking confused.

"Yes, but yours is entirely different."

Seeing the trouble look on Uche's face, Mira reached to her hat, placed her hand into it and brought out
a small pen looking stick, almost like a nano stick.

'Did she keep that in her hat?'

Uche thought, confused, and interested in what the strange stick could do.

She rubbed her finger on it a few times, and right in front of Uche, a system - like screen appeared in
front of him, and a video started playing.

'Wow, is this an advanced technology?'

Uche wondered.

The video started playing showing a young man lying on a state of the art operating table, the man had
is abdomen opened and his two eyes plucked out.

Realizing that it's his own video, back then in the lab, he jerked his head back and gave Mira a
questioning gaze.
Sensing his gaze, the young woman paused the video and answer.

"Don't worry, I'm the only who have this video, everything have been erased from their system. So even
if they want to share it to the public or blackmail you with it, they won't be able to find it again."

Mira explained with a calm smile, making Uche stare at her in confusion.

"How, how did you do it."

He asked, not fully believing her.

"It's what I'm good at, so don't ask how and just pay attention to the video."

Mira said.

Remembering that she had somehow hack his own lock combination, Uche decided not to press the
question and watch the video.

Seeing his body heal itself with the bloody tendrils knitting it together, Uche realized how gross it was,
it's disgusting to say the least.

'Damn, no wonder they call me Monster.'

Uche thought, as he looked away in embarrassment.

After his abdomen had healed, Mira fast forward the video to where he had picked up his eye and fixed
back. Not understanding her motive for showing him this, Uche glanced at her and asked.

"So why bringing this up, does it have anything with me being different."

Uche asked.

Mira didn't say anything, instead, she walked up to the crescent-shaped knife on the floor and picked it
up, making Uche to stand up on instinct, almost immediately.

"Be calm, nothing is happening."

She said as she brought the knife down on her left arm, making it move deeper, almost chopping her
arm off.

Uche stared in surprise, but didn't say anything or make any move.

Mira watched as a notable amount of blood left her arm, before it started healing back. And then, a
deep frown appeared on Uche's face.

"It seemed you figure it out, that's just what I'm trying to show you."

Mira said as she went back to her seat after her arm had completely healed, leaving Uche standing,
confused.
He hadn't noticed it before, when he injured her with the knife and her body healed back, he hadn't
notice it that time as her bloody singlet was slightly blocking her abdomen, and he paid next to no
attention to her healing back then as he was surprised.

But now, he realized that the strange bloody tendrils that usually emerge from his wounded body did
not appear on Mira's.

"How? Why? Is this how vampire heal normally?"

Uche asked, still confused.

"Now, will you sit down, we still have a lot to discuss."

Mira said, with a slight smile on her lips. Uche slowly sit back down, still confused.

"When I said you're slightly different from us, I don't mean just a little difference, but a huge one, infact
you seemed like a different specie entirely. I would've said you're a different race from vampires if not
for the fact that I could smell one of my kind when I see them."

Kante’s Pursuit

After learning about what makes him different from other vampires, although, Mira claimed that there
might still be a few things about him that haven't been discovered yet, but will learn about them when
he got to the vampire world. Which gave Uche a little confident.

After she had told him everything he needs to know, Mira had asked if he is ready to move into the
vampire world, he thought about it for a while before giving his answer.

"Not until I get my eye back, I mean, I can't afford being there and seeing a strange vision of some
heartless humans work."

He had explained everything to her, what happened to him after one of his eyes had been transplanted
to someone else, the strange vision he usually see and how that person is a notorious and heartless
serial killer.

Mira found it strange that he could see through his eye that was transplanted to someone else, so she
decided to help me in getting his eye back. She also made him aware of what could happen in the
vampire world if they found out about his strange healing traits and others.
"Does that mean I'll still be hiding even in the vampire world?"

Uche asked, a little bit sad. After hiding for countless years in the human world, he had thought he
would finally have somewhere to call home after learning that he's a vampire, but now, he's even
different from them and have to continue hiding again.

Uche didn't want to go through that again.

Mira shook her head.

"No you don't need to hide, we just have to make sure that you don't get hurt so people won't see your
healing trait. But don't worry, I'll protect you."

She claimed with a smile.

Uche returned the smile and said.

"Well, if it's about not getting hurt, I'm pretty good at that."

And that's true, he had lived several years here trying to not reveal what he was, he had even live a
whole couple years without sustaining any injury. So who said he can't continue doing that.

"It won't be as easy as that, life is not the same there in the underworld, it's pretty tough over there."

Mira said, but Uche barely heard what she said as a sudden, yet faint pain struck his empty eye socket.

---

Later that day after the cops had left the crime scene, Kante did not waste a second before walking out
and board a bus.

A few minutes later, he got to his destination which is definitely his house, he entered and change his
dress into a normal T-shirt and a jean, then he move out again, now going with his own car instead of a
bus. Couple hours later, Kante arrived at the outskirt of Lagos City.

He got off his car and walk deeper into the junk filled labyrinth like street.

Kante explore the street for a few minutes before arriving in an area that seemed to be cut out of the
junk-filled streets, the area was vast and empty, no building around, no trees or forest. Only a vast space
could be seen, filled with with several junks.

And there was another thing.

A single building stood at the far edge of the street, surrounded by several junks, the building looks like
it was about to collapse, barely standing.

Kante approached the building, and a very old man came just as he got in front of the door.
"Oh, what brings yo-..."

Before the man could finish his words, he was sent flying back inside with a strong kick.

Kante scanned the room as he slowly walk to the old man, who was already spitting out blood.

"Please, don't kill me, tell me, what do you want?"

The man pleaded, his voice shaky.

The man had wrinkles all over his face, pure grey hair and eyebrows, he looks ancient to say the least.

Kante bend down to him, on a eye level and said.

"That day, when I came to you for help, what did you do to my eye."

Kante asked, he voice mixed with anger and danger.

The man trembled in fear as he shook his head.

"I did nothing, I only removed the bullet and sew up your body, I did nothing to your eye."

The old man answered, trembling.

Kante smiled,

"I know you won't talk."

A punch landed on the man's face, making him pass out in an instant, his nose bloody.

Kante strapped him with a long rope he had brought with him, then put him against the wall.

Then he started exploring the building, which made his mouth left opened in awe, the building is beyong
his imagination.

The interior was nothing like the outside, in fact, the exterior of the building is just an illusion as the
inside is no different from those building in the city.

From the outside, the building is just a single building made with rusty wood, barely clinging to life, as it
stood like it's on the verge of falling apart. But the inside is a lot different, there are different sections in
the building, luxurious bedroom, dinning room, kitchen, bathroom and toilet.

There was a library, a storage room and a lab, all built and designed with luxuries.

Kante made sure to explore every single sections of the building, starting from the dinning room. The
laboratory was the last place he explored, and that's initially his exploration goal.

He look around the laboratory, remembering the first time he entered this building, he had been
brought back to life in this building on that day. It's a day he don't wish to remember.
After looking around for a few more time, he finally saw what he was looking for. A computer system
stood in front of the operating table at the center of the room.

He walked up to it and find out that the man hasn't logged it out.

The first thing he did was to check through the windows the person had previously opened down, trying
to see what the man is up to.

The first window was a note, like the person was making a report. He read it calmly.

"A Connect?"

Kante muttered, surprised.

After reading through the report, he found out that the man was making a report about recent
encounter of a Connect, who had slip away from their hand.

Looking at the date that was included in the note, Kante's heart race faster.

"Isn't that the same date I came to him?"

He opened another window, also a note, he read through it again.

This was about how they had lost every evidence and proofs on the Connect, the video from the CCTV
had been lost, his pictures and everything had been erased from their system. And how and the steps
the higher ups are taking.

"Now this is interesting."

Opening another window, this one several CCTV footage of different surgery done in this lab.

Going through all the videos, he found something, that made him almost plucked his eyes out.

"So he really did it, huh."

The footage shows how the man had entered the room in a panic state on a particular day, he quickly
rush to his computer, hopped onto it and started typing away.

Immediately he sat down, the bell to the door rang and when he move to check who it was, he saw a
young man with red spiky hair, sharp piercing eyes and long eyebrows.

What stood out is the man's bloody clothe and his sharp eyes slowly losing it's vitality.

It was Kante.

He watch the footage with a grim expression on his face.

The man took him in, into the lab and the young man managed to pointed out his problem to the old
surgeon.
He was treated, a dozen bullets was removed from his body, making the old man wondered who the
person really was.

After the old man had treated Kante, finally putting him asleep, his gaze was fixed on a single eyeball
that stood on the table where his computer system was.

A few minutes later, the man removed Kante’s left eye and transplanted the single eyeball into it.

"He transplanted a Connect's eye into mine."

Kante muttered, putting the pieces together.

Playing A Little Game

The smile plastered across Kante’s face failed to fade, even for a moment, after putting the pieces
together, Kante couldn't help but smile brightly.

"Wait let me get this right, this man works for a group of organ traffickers, and they got a Connect by a
mere chance, who luckily slip away from their hands. But they managed they get one of his eyes."

"Then, I happened to come to this man for help on that same day after he returned home, then he did a
little experiment on me by transplanting the Connect's eye to me."

He smiled.

"How interesting."

"If my research is right, these Connect people are likely to be immortals as their body does not die."

The smile on his face widened.

"Does that also make me an immortal."

Kante laugh, his laughter eerily chilling, echoed through the lab.

He didn’t even know what to think at the moment, remembering his own condition, several scenario ran
through his head, eventually, he sighed and stood up.

"Well, it would only be nice if we play a little game."

He said as he got up and walk into the library, sitting on a circular study table.
A few minutes later, Kante brought out his phone, and started playing the song by Lonely Guitar Man
with a book in from of him.

---

Uche slowly raise his head up as the pain receded, turning into a distinct vision.

"Hey, hey."

He heard the worried voice of Mira calling out to him.

"Are you okay, is something wrong."

He slowly raised his hand, signalling for her to calm.

In the vision, Uche saw an arm flipping through the pages of an empty book, it flip through it before
stopping at the last page, where a pencil illustration of a young man was perfectly sketched.

The man had a curly black hair, oval shaped face and round eyes, and it was perfectly replicated on the
book.

...it was Uche.

'What is this bastard planning.'

He thought.

A pencil hovers above the illustration for a couple minutes, before landing beside it, writing a few words.

*Connect, is it?*

The words were written beside the illustration with a smirking emoji perfectly drawn at the end.

Uche jerked is head back as his heart sunk, making Mira stood and ran up to him, after seeing his
strange behavior.

'How did he find out?'

His heart raced, the notorious serial killer had found out what he really was, but how?

He wondered.

The pencil came down again, now writing another word under the first one.

*Wondering how I found out?*

"This bastard is toying with me!!!"

He screamed loudly that even Mira had to take a step back.

'Is something wrong with him?'

She thought.

*Don't worry no one else know about you, your people have done well erasing every traces left behind.*

Another words hung right under the second one.

'He's with them, he's surely with those organ traffickers.'

Uche hadn't thought about it before, but now it hits him. If Snowflake is not part of those people, how
else would he have his eye.

'Should I just report to the cops and raid their base?.... No, wrong idea.'

Remembering that he was already a suspect of a murder case, he shook off the idea.

A new words had appeared below the previous one.

*How about we play a little game, buddy.*

And then the vision ended there.

"That bastard"

Uche muttered, adrenaline running down his spine.

"What happened, is something wrong?"

Mira asked, staring at him weirdly.

"That bastard, Snowflake, he already knew I'm a Connect, and knows that I can see through his eyes."

Uche explained, staring into the air blankly.

Mira sighed, walk back to her seat and said.

"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he found out you can see through his eyes, I mean, you already made a
wrong move earlier, you shouldn’t have went after him recklessly.."

Knowing he had indeed made a wrong move, Uche didn't say anything, and continue staring into the air,
thinking of what the bastard next move will be.

"So what does he want?"

Mira asked, noticing Uche's silence.

"He talks about playing a little game, what was does supposed to mean."

Uche replied with a deep frown on his.

"Well, he would definitely get back to you, to relay another message. Whatever it is that he wants, we
won't let him off this time."

Mira claimed.

And with that, their conversation ended there. It was already night so Mira had decided to stay in Uche's
house for the night, it's not as if she couldn't leave at night, after all, vampires are known to be night
demons, but for whatever reason, she had decided to stay.

Still wary of her and not fully trusting her, Uche had tried his best to persuade her to leave and meet up
tomorrow, but she kept saying she couldn't leave at night, also that, she'll be there to protect him if
anything happen.

Because of this, Uche barely had any sleep, he would leave his room, and move to the dinning room,
doing a night parol while stylishly keeping an eye on her in the living room where she had decided to
sleep.

And to his surprise, nothing really happen, she didn't pull up any tricks and just slept peacefully. Uche
was even greeted with a bright and unfamiliar good morning smile.

"Morning Mr. Uche."

Mira said with a bright smile on her face.

Uche with his gummy eye, yawn.

"Morning Miss Mira."

Then he shrug and sit on the chair.

"Now, can you leave so I can have a good sleep."

Uche demanded.

"Hey that's not nice, I'm already leaving."

Mira said as she turn around and started walking off.

"Hey what about this, aren't you going to take your dress."

Uche said as Mira's dress could still be seen on his chair, only her hat was with her and his own dress he
had given her.

"You can start wearing them, I dash you."

She smile and leave the room.

 Bursted

Uche let out a sigh of relief as Mira left the room.

"Now I can have a good sleep."

He said as he walk up to the door to lock it, then a sudden realization hits him.

"Damn, she didn't tell me the new combination."

Uche had completely forgot that she had changed the combination, and he didn't even ask what the
new combination is.

"What do I do now."

He move his hand onto the screen, trying to guess what the combination might be, and that's when he
found out that it has no combination.

She didn't change the combination, instead she removed the previous one.

"That bitch, she left my house unprotected."

Uche sneered.

---

Later in the evening, Uche woke up feeling refreshed, with a renew energy. He had barely had any sleep
since he started sharing vision with that bastard, viscous killer, but today felt different.

Although, he didn't get to sleep at night, but the sleep he had now was more refreshing.

He stretch his body for a while before picking up his phone, to check the time.

"Huh, who's that?"

Looking at his phone, he was shocked to have missed a couple dozens calls, just a few minutes ago.

"Who might it be?"

He don't really receive calls as he don't have people who call him, in fact, apart from Mr. Kim - his boss -
who sometimes call him whenever there's a load of work to do, he don't receive any other calls apart
from him. So he was surprised to have missed a whole 24 calls, and it's not even long ago.

There's even a voicemail that was dropped.

Looking at the missed calls, it was a single number - one he didn't recognize - that had called him twenty
four times, with a voicemail that was dropped some minutes ago.

"Did that bastard somehow managed to get my contact?"

He couldn’t helo bur think it was Snowflake, he decided to listen to the voicemail.

*Hey idiot, wake up, the cops are on your doorstep. I'm still far away I can't get there in time to help
you, just follow them, don't try to fight as it would reveal what you're, and things will get complicated
making harder for me to save you. Just corporate and follow them.

I don't know if it's a mere interrogation they're coming for as they're a full squad of them, about 7 van,
all armed heavily, but whatever it might be, I'll come to save you.

Anyways, I hope it's not too late when you open this voicemail*

The voicemail ended, he recognized it too well, it was a voice he had come to recognize recently.

It was Mira's voice.

And the number belongs to her, she was the one who had called him 24 times.

"But how did she get my number, I mean, we didn't exchange contact, so how."

He was sure she hadn't asked for his contact, nor has he given her, so he wondered how she got his
contact. But he don't have time to think about that right now, as there are more pressing matters at
hand.

"Cops on my doorstep? No food for uninvited visitors."

He tried to crack a joke, but quickly realized that it's not funny at all.

"Damn what's going on, did they think I'm Snowflake? How did they find me."

"And why did she ask me to surrender, not to put up a fight? Nah, that's not nice."

Several questions ran through his head, but he had answer to none. He quickly rush off to the door and
peek through the door camera to see who's outside.

Then he saw it, several white van are slowly parking in front of his house, with countless cops pouring
out of it, all armed with different missile, all directed at his building.
His heart sunk.

"This.... this looks like they're waging war."

Uche muttered, his mind racing.

Now he understand why Mira had told him not to think of fighting them, he should just surrender and
follow. Even if he doesn't want to surrender so easily, there's no way he could escape this, even with his
extraordinary healing capabilities. With the countless missiles in play, he won't survive.

"But I can't just follow them like some dumb ass nigga, I did nothing wrong. I need to find a way to
escape."

He rushed back to his bedroom trying to think of the best move.

Sadly enough, his savior who always help him in this kind of situation had told him to surrender.

"Funny."

Getting into his room, he peeked through the window and could see that the cops are already
surrounding his building. His gaze landed on one of them hiding behind the street waste bin with a
sniper in his hand, pointed at Uche's window - the very place he's looking from.

"Damn it."

He quickly jerked his head back as he realized the sniper must have seen him, because he saw him place
his finger around his ear with his lips moving.

"He's communication."

Uche tried to read his lips.

"Sniper 3: Snowflake spotted near the window close to the street, permission to shoot."

"F*ck, they really think I'm Snowflake."

Uche cursed as he hastily rolled back down, in fear that the sniper might shoot him at any seconds.

---

Outside the building, Sergeant Kim stood in front of Uche's stood, with Inspector Ray by his side, and
several men, heavily armed in military suit all around them.

A couple men were drilling the door, in an attempt to break in.

The large grin on Inspector Ray couldn't be defined and it failed to fade.

"Are we finally catching Snowflake, I can't believe the bastard is right under our nose, I can't wait to kick
his ass."
Inspector Ray said with a smile.

"Don't get over yourself brat, we are not even sure of it before bursting him. The source that provide us
with the information is anonymous, and you're happy. What if he's an innocent man, you know very well
that this is against the law, we don't even have enough evidence to proof that he's Snowflake."

Sergeant Kim sneer, making the young Inspector stare at him in amusement.

"This is against the law? Fuck the law, who tell you that man knows any law, and mind you, we'll find
enough evidence after searching his room thoroughly."

Just at the moment, Sergeant Kim received a message.

"Sniper 3: Snowflake spotted near the window close to the street, permission to shoot."

"No, do not shoot, I repeat, do not shoot. We are breaking in through the front door."

Sergeant Kim replied.

The Little Game

The previous day, after the cops had cleared the crime scene and left, they had decided to make
research and get enough information on their two suspect. Although, the second suspect was mainly
based on Sergeant Kim's instinct, but they still decided to find enough information about the two of
them.

And just as everyone had suspected, they get next to zero proper information on Uche. His nationality
was not registered, his place of birth was unknown, his home address was not register, they found zero
of his pictures, every information about him was vague, not matching up.

"Just what a serial killer would do."

Inspector Ray muttered, as they continue going through his information.

They found out that he just get into the city six month ago.

"Interesting, a serial killer would indeed act anonymously, like a ghost, and keep moving from one place
to another. A serial killer would also make sure to observe for a few months before taking on another
operation in their new city. But mind you, we have next to zero evidence to accuse this man of being
Snowflake."
Sergeant Kim commented.

"He's not Snowflake right? We'll see."

After going through all Uche's information, they decided dig into Kante’s, the person Sergeant Kim had
assumed to be the second suspect.

Several information was found about Kante, his hometown, his home address, his personal information
and everything other things. They even found out that Kante was the owner of the company he was
working, the company the lady was killed.

Both Sergeant Kim and Inspector Ray were really surprised, nobody knew this fact about him. He had
several other companies all around the city, with different people in charge of it. This left Sergeant Kim's
mouth in awe, someone as wealthy as this lives like a normal citizen.

He couldn’t believe he had suspect this person of being a serial killer.

Inspector Ray laugh hysterically after some moment of silence.

"So do you still think he is Snowflake?"

He asked, laughing mischievously.

"You know, you could rot in jail if this man decided to take action, I mean, you accused him earlier in the
company."

Inspector Ray said, still laughing.

"Shut the f*ck up, brat. I never accused him, I only ask him a question."

Sergeant Kim sneered back, blood tricking on his nose.

Inspector Ray stood up in anger, looking at him disgustingly.

"This blood again, arghh."

Inspector Ray shouted.

But as Sergeant Kim was about to reply with anger building within him, tension rising. A message slip
into the system, alerted by the loud notification sound that echoed in the room.

"And what's that again."

Sergeant Kim shouted, cleaning the blood on his nose.

Inspector Ray quickly rushed over to the system, opening the message to view its content.

"An anonymous message?"

He muttered, as the sender of the message was marked anonymous.

"Let's see the content."

Sergeant Kim demanded.

The message was titled;

*Snowflake On The Move Again.*

"Huh?"

"What?"

They both exclaimed.

There was a video attached to the message.

Inspector Ray wasted no time playing the video.

There, a young man could be seen, slowly walking on a quiet street, late at night. An elderly man around
the age of 40 was ahead of him, constantly turning around, wary of the young man who had been
following him.

The young man, in black shirt and black jean, an eye patch and a face cap, was also looking back by the
second, making sure there was no one behind him.

"Isn't that the bastard, what is he doing."

Inspector Ray shouted, his hand shaky, pointed at the system screen.

Sergeant Kim on the other hand, remained calm, his expression heavy.

'Why is he looking at the camera.'

Sergeant Kim thought.

The young man constantly looking back, his gaze, almost as if directed at the camera.

Then he suddenly lung forward, and the elderly fell in an instant, not moving again.

"Snow....Snowflake!!!"

Inspector Ray shouted, his body shaking, maybe in excitement or fear, nobody knows.

"Can you see now, tell me this is not Uche...tell me this is not Snowflake."

He said, staring at Sergeant Kim.

Sergeant Kim didn't reply immediately, deep in his thought, they all knew Snowflake as a meticulous
person. He had always been careful, too careful that next to nothing was known about him since his
years of killing viciously, not even his identity was known.

So Sergeant Kim found it hard for something like this to have happened, not only was he looking directly
at the camera whenever he turns back, but Snowflake wouldn't be dumb enough to operate in an area
where the CCTV camera is active, he would have tampered with it.

Not that Sergeant Kim is sad that they'll finally be able to get him, but he felt something was wrong.

'Why do I feel like this is a set up.'

Yes, the dress is exactly what Uche had wore earlier in the company, excluding the cap, but the face. If
he remembered too well, Uche had an oval-shaped face when he saw him, but in the video, the person's
jaw is as sharp as a knife.

"No this is wrong, it's not right."

Sergeant Kim finally said.

"What do you mean."

Inspector Ray asked, staring at him seriously.

"Can't you see it, this is a set up. Someone is trying to frame Uche. We don't even know if the person in
the video is Snowflake."

Sergeant Kim said.

"Will you wake up man!!!"

Inspector Ray shouted, frustration clearly written on his face.

"We finally managed to get a tip off like this and you still insist it's not him, Okay tell me, how do you
explain the zero information we got about him. A normal citizen will have all their information recorded
with the government, but this man had none. How else would a criminal act."

"Wake up, you dumb old man."

Inspector Ray shouted.

Sergeant Kim remained calm, but a troubled look could be seen clearly on his face.

"I'm not saying that's not Uche, neither do I say he's not Snowflake. But if we think about it, have you
ever notice or found Snowflake act carelessly like this? Do you think Snowflake will operate in an area
where the CCTV is active, while also looking directly at the camera.

Think about it very well, and why had the person that sent the video decides to remain anonymous? "
Sergeant Kim ask his subordinate.

"They're probably scared, the person is scared for their life. But whatever it might be, we must get him,
this should be his last operation."

Inspector Ray claimed.

"Are you sure about that? We don't even know his address."

Sergeant Kim said.

"We don't know his address but we're sure he's in this city, so what if we raid the whole city in search of
the notorious Snowflake? Now tell me, are you perhaps working with him, or why do you keep insisting
that guy is not Snowflake."

Sergeant Kim felt adrenaline rush through him, his vein bulging, anger coursing through him and before
he knew, he threw a fist out, straight at Inspector Ray's face, but the young Inspector managed to
dodged it at the last second, and prepared an attack of his own.

But before they could engage, someone rush into the room, and saluted immediately, with a serious
expression on his face.

"Yes sir, there's a report which we think Snowflake might very well be involved."

The officer said, making the two men turn to him immediately.

The Little Game

The young officer led the two men to the report room where they had met a woman, crying profusely,
she claimed that it's been more than four hours her husband had left home to get a few things for them
but he hasn't returned till now. She called his phone but never answered, so she came to report to the
cops.

Sergeant Kim asked for the husband's picture and the woman brought it out from her phone, when the
two men look at it, they stare at each other for a few seconds, before saying a single word together.

"Damn."

They both exclaimed, making the woman look at them both, as well as other officers.

"Tell me...did you guys know something? Tell me now!!!"

She screamed, almost locking Sergeant Kim dress, if not for the young officer who had dragged her
immediately, holding her in place.

For a minute, there was silence, with Sergeant Kim and Inspector Ray staring at the picture closely.

It was the same older man who they had seen in the video they just watched, the man Snowflake had
killed.

"Madam, can you take us to your house?"

Sergeant Kim asked, and the woman nodded, almost absent mindedly, with the cops reaction, she knew
they know something and they don't need to tell her that her husband is dead.

"Boys, let's go, we have no time to waste."

Sergeant Kim commanded as several officers get ready.

"Send message to the headquarters, tell them we need a convoy of elite anti criminal squad right away,
we are raiding the city, Snowflake must be caught tonight."

Inspector Ray also gave his own command and the boys wasted no time sending message to the
headquarters.

As they move outside in a rush, Sergeant Kim leaned over to him and whisper something into his ear.

"What are you doing?"

Inspector Ray raised an eyebrow in confusion, then said.

"Preparing to catch Snowflake of course."

Sergeant Kim didn't press the matter and just continue moving forward.

When they got to the woman's house, they were surprised that her house is just a few steps to the
street where the man had been killed. The street is exactly as they have seen it in the video, it was
already middle of the night, so everywhere was eerily silent.

They had question the woman that what her husband was doing outside late at night, and she said he
quickly went to get drugs at the pharmacy for their kid, she was also asked several other questions.

When they searched the area, they found the drugs the man had got, and when the woman saw this,
she collapsed in an instant.

She knew her husband is dead.

Sergeant ordered to take her away.

They continue searching the area for the man's corpse, but they found nothing.
"Sir we found something."

A young officer came to report.

Both Kim and Ray rush after him, and they found themselves at the front of of a small building which
seemed to have been broken into.

"Now, what explanation do you have for this, I told you he was caught unaware."

Inspector Ray commented as they walk into the building.

It was a room where the footage of the street CCTV camera was stored. It had been broken into.

They found the dead body of the worker inside, with a symbol of an hammer crossing over a spanner,
largely sketched on his chest.

Sergeant Kim had his eyes wide opened in horror.

"This....is Snowflake."

He pointed out, his hand shaking. Inspector Ray tried to suppress the urge to laugh in front of the young
officers.

"Now can you see it yourself. I told you he never knew a camera was there, he found it too late and
killed this man to erase the footage."

Inspector Ray said, in amusement.

The young officers were a bit confused as they know nothing about the video.

Now it clicked on Sergeant Kim's head, it must have been the worker who had sent the video
anonymously, scared of death. But still later died after Snowflake found out that a camera was around.

Rage boiled inside him.

"Scatter the boys around the area, search every corner of every street. Send a message to the
headquarters, we need a full squad, we are catching Snowflake tonight."

Sergeant Kim commanded, with anger in his tone.

Inspector Ray chuckle.

"I already ordered them to contact the headquarters."

---

"You'll start complaining that the job failed because of my incompetence, now look who had failed us."

Inspector Ray said, frustrated.

"How did I fail you, I gave the command that the city should be raided, so how is it my fault that we still
never get him."

Sergeant Kim questioned, his blood boiling.

"You gave the command too late, if only you had done it immediately we saw the video."

After a city wide raid, they still never found Snowflake or Uche, who they think was Snowflake, not even
his glimpse was caught. It's already morning with the sun shining brightly, and they still never found him.

They had searched everywhere throughout the night and they're still searching, they had placed
checking point everywhere in the city, stopping every car and people that passed. But still could not find
him.

"Our men are everywhere all over the city, looking for him, so we haven't failed our job, he will come
out, eventually."

A senior officer from the headquarters said, trying to ease the tension between the two.

And just as the man said those words, another officer rushed over to them, a later. She brought out a
phone and immediately play a video for them.

"You'll like to watch this sirs."

She said.

Clearly written on the video was, Breaking News.

In the video, a young woman was talking about how they had found a statue on a street this morning,
and why the cops haven't gotten there since. The video continue with the woman asking people their
opinion on what this corpse statue, known as the Corpse Art is supposed to mean, what's the motive of
the person behind it, are they trying to send message to the government or some tycoons?

The video briefly showed the statue before moving the camera away.

Inspector Ray collect the phone from the woman officer and angrily smash it on the floor.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck it all, this is getting on my nerves."

He shouted, frustrated.

"That bastard is toying with us."

Sergeant Kim slowly said, his voice shaky as blood drip down from his nose.

The other officers slowly look away, and Inspector Ray ordered a dozen officers to get into the car with
him and Sergeant Kim to move to the area where the statue had been found.
They got there a few minutes later, cleared the area and took the corpse away for examination, they
also found Snowflake signature on it.

A Game With Connect

After everything was done on the corpse, removing all the resources that had been made to turn him
into a statue. The body was returned to his family for proper burial.

The cops continue searching the city fruitlessly, still looking for Snowflake. They decided to print out his
picture and hand it to all the officers, to show and check every citizen that walk by. And that's how
someone had came out.

It was a young boy who had came to meet the cops, around the age of 10, claiming he knows where the
person in the picture lives. A few men was sent to follow him to the area and come back to give report,
and that's how they had found themselves in front of Uche's house in the evening, with a full elite anti
criminal squad, all armed.

"Everyone, get ready and take guard, we are breaking in now."

Sergeant Kim shouted as the workers drill out a large chunk of the door, creating a space, large enough
for them to breach in.

"Assault, get in first. We don't know what he has, so take gaurd."

Sergeant Kim shouted, as he took the lead, covered in a black metallic helmet and a shield in his left
hand, with a rifle in his right hand.

Others follow behind him, while Inspector Ray stood at the back of the assault team, arm folded with a
smirk on his face. He's not a fighter so it's only right for him to stay at the back.

Getting into the building, Sergeant Kim found Uche standing right at the center of the room with his
hands raised, surrendering.

On instinct, everybody pointed their gun at him and cock in an instant, but didn't pull the trigger.

"Stay still, do not move or we'll fire."

Sergeant Kim shouted as his eyes darted around the room, searching for any kind of set up, maybe
explosive or something else.

After looking around the room for a few minutes, he put his gun down and gave a command.
"Cuff him."

The Sergeant commanded, and two men immediately walk over to Uche, carefully and insert the iron
cuff on his wrist.

"Do you know what law you're breaking for bursting into an innocent man house and arrest him without
a warrant."

Uche said, watching as they cuff him, gun pointed at his head.

'There's no escape in this, how is she going to break me out.'

He wondered.

"Call the search team in, we need to raid his house."

Sergeant Kim commanded.

The search party got into the building in an instant, and started searching everywhere, looking for any
cue that would be used as an evident that this man is truly Snowflake.

Outside the building, Inspector Ray burst into laughter as Uche slowly walk out with his legs and arm
cuffed, Sergeant Kim was behind him with several elite cops from the headquarters standing by his side.

"I still can't believe it man, to say that I can finally kick your ass, Snowflake."

"You have the gut to tell me how a criminal should dress."

Inspector Ray couldn't contain his amusement, his smile getting wider by the seconds.

Uche stare at the young Inspector for a few seconds, before moving his gaze all around him, looking at
everyone of them, then he said.

"I bet you wouldn't even know if a criminal is among you guys, none of you will know if one among you
guys is working for Snowflake."

Uche said, staring directly at Inspector Ray.

"Well Snowflake, I've been having that feeling too, do you mind telling us who's your minor among
everyone here, I can't wait to kick their ass."

Inspector Ray said.

"Maybe it's you, who knows."

"And what evidence do you bastard has against me that I'm Snowflake."

Uche replied which made the young Inspector's smile widened.

"Nice, a bold claim."

Inspector Ray said as he brought out his pistol and pointed it directly at Uche's leg, but before he could
shoot, one of the men from the headquarters blocked his way, and said calmly.

"Commands had been sent, we are to shoot him only when he made an attempt of running."

The man said as he used his hand to redirect the gun back to Inspector Ray. The young Inspector stare
directly at Sergeant Kim, who was standing behind Uche.

'That old fool, I'll kill him right after Snowflake is dead.'

He thought, he knew it was Sergeant Kim who gave the command, not from headquarters.

"Sir, we found something."

Someone from the search team said from inside the building, as he slowly walk out, holding something
in his hand.

'Damn, how did they found those.'

In the man's hand was Mira's bloody singlet, he knew they would search his house, so he had kept it
somewhere he thought they wouldn't see it, but they did. The man was not just holding the young lady's
singlet, her dress was also there, the dress she had use to disguise to save him was there, as well as his
own dress too. The one he wore yesterday, also has a specks of blood on it, due to the fact that Mira
had injured him in the name of testing something.

And unfortunately for him, that was the same dress the person both Sergeant Kim and Inspector Ray
saw in the video wore, that was the same dress Snowflake had wore to kill the innocent man last night.

"Wow wow wow, I think this is enough evidence."

Inspector Ray said as he walk up to the man, and took pictures of the dress.

"Anything else?"

Sergeant Kim asked the search party member, who shook his head slightly.

"Keep searching, I'm sure you'll find more."

Inspector Ray said, still snapping the dress, one after another.

"Argggh!!!"

Uche let out a stifled groan as he used an inhuman strength to push the two officers holding him away,
he quickly brought his cuffed hands towards his eye, where he could feel a familiar faint pain.

Everyone had instinctively pointed their guns at him.

"Do not move, or we'll shoot."

Sergeant Kim shouted, his gun pointed at his leg from behind. Uche stood still, his head down, his hand
on his eye as the pain disappeared, turning into something else, he brought his head up, staring blankly
into the air.

'What strength did he use to shove two elite squad members away.'

Inspector Ray thought, also pointing his gun at him.

Uche started seeing the usual distinct vision, a bit familiar to what he had seen yesterday.

The same hand was flipping through the empty pages of a book, before stopping at the middle, also
empty, the hand brought a pencil down and started writing something on the book.

*Love the little game?*

Game Master

Uche started seeing the usual distinct vision, a bit familiar to what he had seen yesterday.

The same hand was flipping through the empty pages of a book, before stopping at the middle, also
empty, the hand brought a pencil down and started writing something on the book.

*Love the little game?*

*I'm sure you're cuffed by now.*

The words were written with several smirking sketch at the end.

Uche's body tremble, rage boiling within him.

'That bastard, he set him.'

He screamed in his head, his whole body shaking.

"Stay still or we'll gun you down."

Sergeant Kim shouted again, now a hint of hesitation laced in his tone, he could see a few of the so
called elite squad, who are close to Uche, moves back, so he wondered while they're moving back.

Inspector Ray who was directly in front of him knew why, as he also took a couple steps back, barely
notable though.
'What's going on.'

Inspector Ray could directly see Uche's face, now it's far different from the face of the man they had
brought out earlier. Although, nothing happened to his face, but his expression had completely changed,
now fueled with anger, rage making him look like a monster, almost as if he could kill everyone present,
in an instant.

Uche himself, still boiling with rage for the dangerous game the bastard was playing with him, didn't
realize the effect his anger was having on the officers. The hand moves again, writing another word.

*Well, I know it won't be fun if the cops just take you away like that, I mean, I won't have the chance to
take the rest of your immortal body, so it won't be fun.*

*But guess what, I sent people after you.*

The vision faded, just as it had come.

"That Bastard, I'll kill you."

Uche screamed, his body shaking.

His sudden scream had made the tensed cops reacts, in an instant. Sounds of gun going off resounded in
the area as several bullet pierced his leg, bringing him down in an instant. More than a dozen cops had
shot him, not once or twice.

Countless bullets left their rifle, all directed at him. Uche screamed in pain as his leg gave in, bringing
him down on his knees.

"Stop!!!"

Sergeant Kim commanded, making everyone stop the assault.

"Strap him into the van, let's move."

He said, having a feeling that something is wrong, or will soon be wrong, he didn't even know which one
is it.

"I knew he was scheming something, that bastard."

Inspector Ray said, as he slowly approach Uche, his gun not moving away from him, he was among the
few dozen who had shot him and he wondered why the bastard haven't collapsed by now. No normal
human being would be able to withstand such amount of assault even though it was all directed at his
leg.

'Well, the bastard is not a normal human, he's a completely psycho.'

Only a psycho will kill people for fun and materialize their corpse like a statue, for the public to see.
Several officers moved towards him, some of them had their gun pointed at him, in case he try anything
funny, while a few approach him cautiously.

As the men approach him, Uche slowly rise to his feet, steady. His battered leg twisting in a strange way
as it heal, bloody tendrils wrapping around his leg, knitting the open wound together. In an instant,
everything healed and Uche rise to his feet, standing as if nothing had happened.

The officers approaching him stumbled, fear gripping their heart. Even Inspector Ray dropped his gun
and reel back in fear, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

"Monster, monster, the bastard is a Monster, not a human."

He muttered under his breath, hiding himself between one of the vans.

Sergeant Kim and a few other officers still had their gun pointed at him, a few of them trembling, the
gun shaking as if it was about to drop.

'What type of monster is this.'

Sergeant Kim thought, his expression grim.

"Stay still, or else we'll shoot you till your body turn into a jagged rag."

Uche slowly turn to look at him, his expression motionless, making Sergeant Kim shiver under his gaze.

"Really? Wanna try it out?"

Uche said, a chilling smile crossing over his face.

'She told me not to reveal what I am to them, but since they already find out, I can't let them take me
away.'

He thought, and since none of them had mentioned Connect yet, he guess they don't really know about
him.

"Fire!!!"

Sergeant Kim shouted, and in an instant, the area was filled with sounds of rifle going off, almost like the
break out of war.

Seeing all of them started firing at him, Uche charged towards one officer who was the closest to him,
his hand shaking as he saw Uche running towards him, but he never stop shooting.

He purposely raised his cuffed hand making the trembling man shoot it and break it in the process.
Several bullets had landed on Uche's body by that time, making him fall down immediately. But making
sure he had achieved his goal, he rolled left and pick a rifle that one of the officers had dropped.
He started shooting blindly and roughly as he roll towards one of the parked van, everyone quickly take
a cover as they try to avoid the mindless assault.

Finally hiding himself at the back of a van, Uche let out a long sigh.

"I never expected this to happen, but I had no choice."

He sigh, then picked up another rifle that lies in front of him, adjusting the two well in his arm, Uche rise
to his feet, left the cover of the van and slowly walk into the center, shooting blindly.

"Arghhh."

Uche shouted as he continue shooting relentlessly.

"That bastard has gone mad, everyone take guard."

Sergeant Kim shouted as many officers fell in an instant. He could see Inspector Ray visibly shaking from
where he was hiding.

'That bastard coward.'

He thought.

"This is useless, everything is useless."

A senior officer from the headquarter said from him, holding his chest that continue bleeding profusely.

"He'll continue healing if we keep firing, we're just wasting our bullet here."

The dying man said.

"There must be a limit to his healing, he can't continue healing forever, so let's keep shooting till he can't
heal again."

Sergeant Kim claimed.

"We can't even aim a shot, he's not giving us any chance."

The man complained.

"Where are the snipers."

Sergeant Kim asked, his eyes darting around the area. Then he saw the trembling Inspector Ray walk up
to a sniper beside him, forcefully removed a grenade that rest on his chest, and hurled it towards Uche.

"Noo, you'll kill him, we need him alive."

Sergeant Kim shouted, but it was already too late, because just as the grenade gone off, the mindless
assault stopped immediately.
 Chaos Unleashed

For a couple minutes, there was nothing but a complete silence, the sound of rifle going off had ceased,
the mindless scream of Uche as he shot had disappeared and the desperate cry of the officers had
stopped.

Now there was nothing but a complete silence, with the heavy beat of their heart sounding rapidly.

"Has it ended?"

One of the young officers asked, his voice shaky.

Everything that happened felt like a magic to them, Uche's assault didn't even last a couple minutes, and
more than a couple dozens cops from the elite squad had fell, with a few of them having sustained
injuries.

'The work of a single man.'

Sergeant Kim sigh, he was a bit thankful that Inspector Ray had threw the grenade earlier than later,
even if he was against it at first, he knew it was the best attempt. Now he knew he had to apologize to
that young Inspector, not only has he always gone against every attempt he made, but it was him who
had also saved them now.

'That bastard, he's always right.'

He thought.

"I think it's ended, everyone should come out."

Sergeant Kim said as he emerge from behind the van he was hiding with a few other officers, everyone
of them had a wary expression on their face, some still staying close to their cover, not willing to come
out so soon.

"It's Okay, I think he's dead now, Inspector Ray saved us all."

Sergeant Kim said, glancing over at the young Inspector who simply gave him a strange look, almost the
look of a pathetic.

"Let's take our fallen brethren and give them a proper burial."
"Send words to the headquarter, Snowflake is dead, he made an assault and killed several officers, so we
had no choice but to kill him. Also ask them for two vans, a few had been damaged here."

Sergeant Kim commanded and everyone got to work immediately, those that would pack the dead cops
started doing it and those that would send message to the headquarter also began to work.

"How are you sure the bastard is dead, we all see what he's capable of."

Inspector Ray asked, as they slowly approach Uche who sprawled on the floor, beside a burning van,
smoke all around him.

Getting closer to him, they could see his battered naked body, his clothe had turn to nothing but ashes,
his skin had been burnt and there were several open wound on his body.

"You did a good job man, I'm not sure I would've managed to deal this much damage."

Sergeant Kim complimented Inspector Ray who had his arm folded, staring at Uche’s body with a distant
expression. He had purposely threw the grenade to the nearest van to Uche, making it explode, and
burning Uche who was close to it.

If he had threw it directly at Uche, this much damage wouldn't be achieved and he might heal
immediately.

"I think we should strap him properly before we should put him into the van, something is telling me
he's not completely dead."

Inspector Ray said, and Sergeant Kim also agreed.

They covered his naked body, cuffed both his arm and leg, before chaining him into a small cell in one of
the van. His body lying lifelessly on the floor, while several chain was wrapped around his leg, hand and
head before closing with irons that had been placed on the ceiling of the small cell.

"Isn't this too much for a corpse."

The senior officer from the headquarter asked after seeing what had been done to the assumed dead
man's body.

"It's not too much, we never knew the capabilities of his body, so let's be safe than sorry."

Sergeant Kim claimed.

"We can't afford for him to wake up in the middle of the road, his body fully healed and started going
wild again."

Inspector Ray added.

"You know, I was already having a strange feeling about him after he had surrendered earlier without
putting up a fight, without setting any trap for us, I never knew he had something up his sleeves."
The man from the headquarter said, still holding his bleeding chest which had been partially patched.

"I thought he knew fighting would be useless after seeing a whope full squad, seeing that we
outnumbered him. That bastard is too cunning."

Inspector Ray added.

After everything had been done, corpse of the fallen officers had been bagged and pack into a separate
van, the area had been cleared and after Uche's house had been sealed. They waited for the requested
van to come, about two vans had been damage and one had been used to pack the body of their fallen
brethren, so the remaining van cannot take them all.

A couple hours later, the two requested van arrived, and they wasted no time getting in and drive away,
to the headquarter.

---

The convoy passed through a separate road from the main road in and attempt to avoid public
attention, and they had drove for about an hour and the half when one of the cops in guarding the cell
Uche was kept, speaks into the communicator to Sergeant Kim.

"Sir, something is happening to Snowflake body."

The officer said in an urgent tone.

"What is it."

Sergeant Kim voice resounded in the communitor.

"I think he's breathing, his chest is dropping."

The man said, his voice a bit shaky.

The van at the front suddenly screeched to a sudden halt, making others also stop.

Sergeant Kim glanced at the driver who was driving them, giving him a killer look.

"Why do you stop, the bastard is waking up and you decided to stop? You want him to kill us all here, we
must get to the headquarter before he completely wake up so keep driving."

He barked at the man, who slowly raised his hand, pointing at something at the front.

Both Sergeant Kim and Inspector follow the man's hand with their gaze and see what the man was
pointing at.

Up ahead, a small black bus stood with several explosive strapped to it, the bus was designed with all
kinds of explosive and after the bus, standing several meters away was a large man, standing with a
large bazooka resting on his shoulder.
Before Sergeant Kim could make any move, a round rocket as large as a human head left the bazooka,
going straight for the bus.

"Ambush!!!"

Game Master ⚔

Kante sat down with his leg crossed, looking at the old man in front of him, who was on his knees, crying
profusely, while begging for his life.

"Please sir, don't kill me, please."

The old man pleaded, his voice shaky, hands trembling. His dress had been soaked with blood, his white
hair was painted crimson and a large chunk of his hair had been fished out, blood slowly pulling out of it.
A large scar could be seen on his face and his eyes look like they're about to fall off, his upper lips had
been sliced. Only gods knew how the man is still speaking.

He should have been dead by now.

"Your death is not now, I still have several job for you to do."

Kante said, his voice as cold as Antarctica ice, his face emotionless, he looks like a cold blooded killer.

They are still in the old man's house in the outskirt, and they're currently in the library. He had showed
the man what hell looks like, send him on a journey to hell and back, but the man is still alive, despite
the fact that he looks to be barely hanging to life.

"Now sit down, I have something for you to do."

Kante said as he gesture for him to sit opposite him, the man wasted no time doing what he was told.
Since the previous day that this heartless young man had visited, he had learned to always do everything
he said.

After the man had sit down, his whole body shaking, Kante reached into the shelf of the table he was
sitting and brought out a phone, sliding it over to the man.

"I'm guessing that phone belongs to you."

Kante asked and the man nodded in an instant.

"I've already made my research but I still want to hear from you. How large is the company you work for,
and how strong are their people."
Kante asked, his right hand strangely moving down.

"No no, I'm a solo surgeon, I work for no one."

The old man said, shaking his head violently.

Kante swings his hand upward and something hissed through the air, in the next moment, the old man
fell from his chair and screamed in pain.

"Arghh. I'll talk, I work for an organ trafficking ring."

The man shouted, his body shaking, a bloody mark had appeared on his cheek and bloody was dripping
from it.

"Now get up and tell me, you already know not to stress me."

Kante said as he retracted his whip, which was almost invisible.

The man slowly get back to his seat, and started speaking, his lips trembling.

"I... I work for an organ trafficking ring, the company is not that large but we have people backing us
with resources and several other things. I was among the people who established the company back
then, do you want me to go into details for you? I mean, if you want to know how we started it, how we
got to know people who are backing us."

"It's not really as if they are backing us like that, they just see us as workaholic, we work for them and
they take large share of the money we make, those people...."

"My question is clear!"

Kante snapped, interrupting the man's rumbling.

"How large is your company and how strong are your men."

The man gulped and answered immediately.

"Large enough take over the two largest company in Lagos City, and our men are strong enough to take
down a whole convoy of the best cops in Lagos City, the elite squad even. But without these people
backing us, we are nothing."

Kante's lips curled up, a smirk appearing on his face.

"Well, that solves a lot. How much did your company value this Connect person they're looking for."

The old man's eye widened in shock, he wanted to ask how he found out, but he knew he dare not, so
he answered his question.

"A vault of gold, he's our link to breakthrough to the next level."
The smile on Kante's face widened, almost blinding.

"A vault of gold indeed, what if I told you the cops will be taking that vault of gold with them to the
headquarter in a few hours."

Kante said, his smile not fading.

The man frown, not fully understanding what he meant.

"The....the cops? How did they find out about him."

He asked, his voice hinted with disbelief and fear.

Kante reached into the shelf again, and brought out a large printed photograph, he spread it on the
table for the man to see.

"They haven't found out about him being a Connect, but they're going to arrest him because they
suspect him being Snowflake."

"Snowflake? The cold blooded killer, it doesn't make sense, how can he be Snowflake, that man is
innocent."

The man started rumbling, he voice trembling as he pointed his shaky finger at the photograph.

Kante smile again and said.

"Now this is where your job comes in, and you must not mess it up."

The man nodded, not fully understanding where he's getting at.

"Pick up your phone and call the person who's in charge of your organ trafficking ring, maybe the
manager or something."

Kante said. The man hesitated for a couple seconds, but eventually picked it up, he wanted to ask why
and what this young man motives are, but he dare not.

"Once he answer the call, tell them what's going to happen to their connect in a couple hours."

The phone rang for half a minute before it was answered.

"Yes old man, I told you not to call me if there's no update."

A deep voice said through the phone.

The man glanced at Kante, before speaking.

"Ermm, it's about the Connect, I got an update that the cops suspected him as Snowflake, so they're
looking for him."
He said, his voice steady.

"Are you sure? What's his connection with Snowflake."

The deep voice said.

"I don't know his connection with the psycho, but that doesn't matter now. What matter is that they
already arrested him and are taking him to the headquarter now."

"They got him? How? We failed to get him even with all our connection."

The voice said, shocked.

Kante smile, enjoying the conversation.

"Now this is our chance. A whole convoy of elite squad members are guarding him to the headquarter,
and I'm sure They won't follow the highway to avoid raising tension among the people. So I think I don't
need to tell you what needs to be done."

The old man said, his voice steady, devoid of any fear. He hung up the call after saying the last word.

"Interesting, you did a good job, now get up and go take your food, it wouldn’t be nice if you starve to
death."

Kante said, clapping for him.

A Tactical Mind

Kante is strange tactical man who had always got what he want for himself, no matter what the
circumstances might be. He's very cunning, elusive and evasive, his tactical mind is beyond imagination
and that's what makes him the invincible Snowflake he's today.

His invincibility is not because he had some strange power, nor because he's a good fighter, no, he's
invincible because of his tactical mind.

That's why he was really surprised when he first discovered that someone managed to find out about
him, only to later learned that it's not in any formal way.

Kante was raised with the mind of killing, he had been taught how to kill since he was an infant and he
took his first life at the age of three. He only learned three different things when growing up.
First is how to speak which is compulsory, the second is how to kill and lastly, how to be tactical - how to
find a way out no matter what the circumstances might be - how to use any situation to his advantage.

That's how he was raised.

Discovering that this old surgeon had transplanted a Connect eye to him, he decided to use it as an
advantage and also get a few trouble off his back for some time.

His initial plan was to take Uche and have all his organs, transplanted to him, partially making him an
immortal. But thinking about it well, he learned that he could also use it to solve the cops problem.

The cops had been on his back since as long as he knows, and they wouldn't stand back until they get
him. The good thing is that they still never knew who he was, they never knew his identity, so he
decided to use Uche - the person who might possibly be the only one to learn about him, he decided to
use him as a bait, reveal his identity to the cops, thinking he was Snowflake, and got arrested.

Then he thought, if the cops takes Connect away, he won't be able to use his immortal body for himself,
his mind reeled back to the organ trafficking gangs who had kidnapped Connect in the first place, so he
decided to use them as pawns.

And that's how the convoy had been ambushed.

He just hoped they succeed.

---

Sergeant Kim's cried came a fraction of seconds too late when the missile left the bazooka, heading
straight for the explosive laden bus.

It streak through the air like an arrow shot from a divine bow, the missile hits the bus from the bottom
send it towards the convoy of the elite squad.

"Everyone brace yourself, it's an ambiush."

Sergeant Kim shouted into the radio with a shaky voice.

A loud thud was heard immediately the missile hit the bus which was sent flying towards the convoy,
the bus streak pass the first three van at the front, before landing in the middle, right between the
fourth and the fifth van.

Everyone held their breath for a moment, then there was chaos.

The bus exploded in an instant, swallowing the two closest van in its chaos, the impact sent the last two
van at the rear flying back, stumbled with their ceiling skidding across the hard surface of the road.

"Ambush!! We are under attack, everyone regroup."

Sergeant Kim shouted, as he glanced back seeing the raging inferno behind him, which had swallow two
out of the seven vans in the convoy.

Before he could say anything else, another thud was heard and upon looking up, Sergeant Kim could see
another missile coming straight at them, heading straight for the van at the front.

"Take Cover!!!"

He shouted and the quick ones among them quickly dive out of the van, just quick enough before the
missile hit the van from below, sending it flying back where it had dropped right on the third van, the
van where Uche had been locked, pressing it down immediately.

"Everyone regroup."

Sergeant Kim shouted again as he quickly run back to the second van which is the only one left
untouched, several of the surviving officers quickly hid behind it to access the situation.

Half of the elite squad had been eliminated in an instant, so they knew they had a little chance of
survival, but they want to access the situation first, before knowing what to do.

Looking up ahead, they could see countless figures, dressed in black clothing slowly walking out of the
shadows, joining the large man who had shot the missile earlier.

"This is a bloody ambush, they're here for Snowflake."

Inspector Ray said, his voice shaking, either with fear or anger, Sergeant Kim did not know.

"Squad 6, do you copy? Squad 7, copy?"

Sergeant Kim said several times as he threw a quick glance at the raging inferno behind him, which had
completely incinerated two vans.

"Squad 4 and 5 are down, we got no reply from squad 6 and 7. We need a damn backup, call for backup
now."

Inspector Ray yelled at Sergeant Kim as countless bullets started hitting the van they took cover in.

Tamed Chaos

"Open fire!!!"
Sergeant Kim shouted as the figures clad in black emerge from the shadows, charging towards them
with great precision.

Inspector Ray threw a quick glance at the third van, where several injured officers had come out, all
taking cover and join the assault.

"They're here for him, we should burn down the van with him."

He said.

"I already told the officers to keep an eye on him, even if we're not surviving this, they're not taking him
anywhere, we'll all die here."

Sergeant Kim reassured, firing bullet through the side of the van.

"I never knew Snowflake had people working with him, a whole gang like this."

Inspector Ray said, waiting for the right time to fire.

"If they're all the same as him, I'm afraid we are doomed."

Sergeant Kim replied, then his voice was drowned by the cacophony of bullets going off everywhere. The
cops had engaged with them.

---

Far away at the edge of the street, dressed in black clothing, Kante watched as the chaos unfold.

---

Back in the reinforced cell in the third van,

Slowly, Uche started opening his eyes, his chest dropping, his burnt body was slowly repairing itself and
life was returning back to him.

Then, a couple seconds later, his eyes opened, staring at his surroundings with bleak expression, trying
to guess what had happened.

But his vision was blur, he could hear the sound of the chain he was strapped in, swinging against each
other as he moves his body around. He could barely see the structure of the cell he was strapped in, and
he could hear the faint ringing of bullets going off some distance away from him.

"What's going on?"

What he remember was him firing bullets at the cops before he was consumed by a sudden explosion,
and now, he woke up hearing the sound of battle. He didn’t even know how he had not been killed by
the explosion because he struggle to fight it as the fire consume him, before passing out.
"Did Mira come to save me."

He couldn’t even process his thought well as something was disturbing him, his stomach was rumbling,
crying and biting itself, as if his internal organs were trying to devour themselves.

"Arghh, this hunger again."

He scream, he's familiar with this pain, it always come whenever he got a severe injury, but this seemed
to be far more deadly than any hunger he had felt before, this is killing him.

"Arghh no, I knew I shouldn't have survived the explosion."

It seems it had taken all his energy to heal and come back to life, that's why he was haunted by a wild
hunger.

He shook the chain violently trying to break himself free, but the chain didn't even bulge, or show any
sign of breaking.

Then he suddenly felt people moving from behind him, there were several people coming from behind,
coming out of the already dying raging inferno, he couldn’t see them yet but he could already sense
them.

The steady beat of their heart and the circulation of their blood, he could feel it all. And it was driving
him crazy, it was especially the movement of their blood that triggered him, drawing the attention of
something that dwell within his soul, and before he knew, Uche suddenly lost his sense.

He couldn’t think anymore, he couldn’t see or hear anything, nor could he feel, the only thing he could
feel was the heartbeat of the people moving behind him and the movement of their blood. Somehow he
was also attracted to the scent of the burnt body behind him in the raging fire, all of this just because of
the intense hunger he's feeling.

"Arghh!"

He screamed as he shook the van violently.

"Snowflake is waking up."

One of the people coming from behind him shouted, calling the attention of others, they are the squad
in the last two vans that were blast away by the first attack.

"Open fire!"

They started firing away at the van he was strapped in, and that's where they had made a grave mistake.
Because as their bullet was piercing his body, weakening and killing him slowly, they're also breaking off
the chain he was strapped in.
A minute later, Uche burst out of the cell, blood dripping off body, and several bullets hole could be
seen on his body, not healing or making an attempt to heal, but his speed was unexpectedly doubled.

"He's dying, he's not healing anymore, continue shooting."

One of the officers shouted as they saw Uche in his worst state.

He lunged at the officer closest to him, despite the fact that the nervous man was firing at him, Uche
never stop. He grabbed his shoulder, pinning him down in the process, and drop his teeth into his neck,
drawing in blood.

Several seconds later, the man reduced in size and turned into a mummy, Uche rise up in one swift
motion, lung at another officer and do the same to him.

"Everybody run, we can't kill him he's a demon."

A very nervous officer said, sweat rolling down his forehead. Everyone picked their race as Uche lunged
at another officer, do the same for him before passing out himself, but just as he lie on his chest and
pass out, the van he came out from, standing a few meters away from him, suddenly exploded, and
again, he was consumed by the fire.

Failed Mission

As the cops engaged with their attackers, they found out that they're not like Uche, they're just ordinary
human which gave them a little confident of getting out alive.

They had killed a lot of them in the little amount of time the assault started, and the cops had also lost
many of their men. The attackers disregard the art of taking any cover of some sort, they were only
attacking, shooting directly at them while also throwing out grenades, that's why the cops were able to
kill alot, it was even the grenades that killed some of the cops.

"Reloading, cover me."

One of the cops shouted as he quickly took cover and reload his rifle.

The only problem they have is that their attackers are closing the distance between them within
seconds, they are advancing towards them as they fire nonstop. Not only were the cops outnumbered
even after killing a notable amount of them, but they were also trapped.

The raging inferno behind them was already dying down, but to retreat will take a lot of them and
they're really short on time now.
"Keep firing."

Sergeant Kim shouted, his breath heavy as he snipe another man down.

One of the advantages the cops have are the snipers among them, they are really doing a great job, the
assault couldn't take a proper target as they just fire away blindly, but the snipers are taking them down
in one single shot.

There are a few of these snipers though, and Sergeant Kim is among them, changing from assault to
sniper.

All of a sudden, they all heard the sound of bullets going off behind them, nonstop and coordinated.

"What's going on."

Inspector Ray shouted hastily, his voice barely audible, he threw a quick glance behind him and saw the
people firing at the third van in front of the dying inferno.

"They're squad 6 and 7, seems some of them survived."

He said with a slight smile on his face as he turn around, facing the reality in front of him.

"Is Snowflake awake?"

Sergeant Kim asked firmly, not moving his eyes away from his sniper as he lied behind the van they took
cover in. The van itself had turn to metal scraps, barely hanging on.

"I think they're fighting him, can that thing really be killed?"

Inspector Ray asked, fear creeping up his tone, they all knew they're dead meat if Uche awakes and
attack them from behind.

"Even if we can't kill him, we should at least finish his gang up before he fully awake, we can't let him
escape."

Sergeant Kim replied some seconds later, after sniping another man down.

A few minutes later, the sound of bullets going off behind them died down in a single coordinate
motion, and what follows was a fearful scream.

"Run! Run! We can’t stop him! He’s a demon!"

They all heard a fearful scream tore through the short span silent behind.

Both Sergeant Kim and Inspector Ray turn around in an instant, and saw the cops running towards them,
their expression grim. And far behind them was Uche, barely recognizable, his whole body was covered
in blood, his own blood, his hair stand tall in an oppressive manner, his muscles stood firm as he pinned
down one of the unfortunate cops, sinking his fangs into his neck and suck him dry.
Sergeant Kim shivered as he watched Uche suck his men dry.

"Monster, he's a Monster, explode the van now."

He shouted, and immediately the van exploded, metal flying everywhere and the dead cops were blast
away while some were consumed by the fire, including Uche.

"That...that cannot kill him."

Inspector Ray said, his voice shaky.

"It would at least buy us some time to finish this people up."

Sergeant Kim replied, then he turn to the surviving officers from the last two squads.

"Some of you keep an eye on him, bring him out when the fire die down and restrain him, others, join us
to take his men down."

He ordered.

Several minutes later, the night sky had completely devoured the remnants of the sun and the
battlefield had been covered in complete darkness, with the dying flame of their assault, dancing around
and casting a somber shadow.

The battle had also ended, the battlefield covered in complete silence with only the heavy beat of the
survivors heart, crying faintly.

Somehow, the cops had survived, not just survived but they won.

They had successfully annihilated their attackers and won the battle, but with only a few of them left.
The total number of the surviving cops is not up to a couple dozens, but they were thankful that the
people failed their mission.

"Don't celebrate yet."

Sergeant Kim said as he tried to get on his feet, using his gun to support himself.

The fight had grown more instense when the people finally closed the distance between them, killing
many of them in the process, they realized that their attackers are not here to kill them all but to save
Uche, and the cops did their best to make sure they didn't get past them.

It all ended in closed ranged, giving the snipers zero opportunity to shoot so they all switched to assault,
and many of them had lost their lives in the process, but still, they won. Even without backup.

"The battle hasn't ended, the real threat is behind us."

Sergeant Kim's voice brought them back to reality.

"Snowflake is not dead yet, his body is over there, let's get him and leave immediately."

It took a lot of time for the flame to die down and the team assigned with the task of bringing out his
body when the flame die down, didn't even get the chance to do so, when the battle turned to close
range. But now they can look for him and leave.

"Sir, we found nothing."

One of the officers reported as he emerged from the burnt van.

"Same here, we can't find his body."

Another reported, walking away from the gathered corpse of their dead comrades.

"How come, the explosion hit him."

Inspector Ray said said, from behind separated door of the van.

"Damn, it's one or two things."

Sergeant Kim said, his hand shaking.

"It's either they accomplished their mission by getting him away from behind, or he woke up and flew
while we were fighting."

He said, staring blankly into the air.

"We failed again."

Inspector Ray commented, dejectedly.

"Let's get out of here and report to the headquarter."

---

Unbeknownst to them, while they were fighting with their lives on the line.

A figure emerged from the raging inferno, walk through it as if it was a mere dust, took Uche away and
leave.

Getting Influenced

"How?"
Kante wondered with his brow furrowed, he sat on a wooden chair, his leg crossed, staring blankly at
the near dead old man that was strapped to a pole in front of him.

"I'm sure both sides failed to get him, and the cops had injured him till he passed out, so how the hell
did he escaped."

He muttered to himself.

Kante was at the edge of the road, watching the chaos he had tamed unfold with proud expression, he
had always been proud of himself.

His own mission was to get Uche and leave the pawns on the battlefield to eliminate each other. The
only chance he had to get Uche was when the battle turned into a closed ranged, with nobody keeping
an eye on him, but upon getting there, he found nothing. Not even his body could be find, it was as if
Uche had disappeared after being consumed by the flame, or the explosion had incinerated him.

"No, that alone could not kill a Connect, unless he's a weak Connect."

Even at that, there should have seen the remnants of his body after the flame died down, he shouldn't
have been turned to ashes, there were other corpse there and their body didn't turn to ashes.

So Kante wondered how his pawn had escaped.

"Could it be that girl?"

What even bother him is that he had tried making a connection with him, through his eye, but that
feeling never come, he even play the music loud enough, the music that always connects them to
together, but he couldn’t feel anything.

"I'm sure he's not dead, maybe something is blocking the connection now."

Kante reassured himself.

---

Slowly, Uche opened his eyes, for a second, everything was blur, then he saw a pair of two beautiful
eyes staring down at him with a smile.

Startled, Uche quickly got up and threw a punch, but stopped himself immediately, after seeing who it
was.

"Mira."

He said, surprised.

"How did I get here, were you the one fighting the cops, how did you cause so much mess, and where is
this?"
Uche asked, still startled. He look around his surroundings, he seems to be lying on a small white
hospital bed, there are several unrecognized equipment around him and the room itself seemed to have
come alive.

Mira smile, draw a chair closer to him and sit down.

"Too many questions."

"I brought you here, and no, I was not the one who ambush the cops and I didn't plan it either, I just got
there, picked you up and leave, I didn't even fight anybody, you could see how easy it was."

Mira said, sipping a cup of coffee that stood on a table besides Uche.

Uche meanwhile, stare at her in bewilderment.

"You mean you were not the one fighting the cops, then who?"

Mira gulped down the coffee, crossed her leg and said.

"They are the organ traffickers who kidnapped you, I didn't know how they got the information that you
were I arrested, but I saw them loading weapons into the bus with several men I haven't seen before
coming in, so I decided to follow them. And thanks to their ambush, I was able to save you with so much
ease."

"I told you not to fight them, but you stubbornly did so, if it weren't for those people that attacked
them, I wouldn't have been able to save you as they already know what you are. Or did you not see the
voicemail I sent?"

Mira asked, waiting for an explanation.

Uche adjusted his eye patch and sit right, it seems Mira had gotten him a new one as the previous one
had already turn to ash.

"I didn't have a choice, I willingly surrendered as you said, and they cuffed me, but that bastard
Snowflake, he was the one who set me up. He made a connection again telling me he's sure the cops
had gotten me by now. He framed me to get the cops off his back, so they would think they have
arrested the invincible Snowflake, I was enraged so I screamed."

"The cops, scared that I was trying to escape, they all shot me at once, and that's when they knew what I
was, but none of them know about me, I didn't hear them say Connect or something, so I had no choice
but to fight them."

Uche explained.

"That cunning bastard, I knew he did it after seeing your photo everywhere."

Mira said.
"I think he was the one who also sent the organ traffickers after the cops, because he also said
something about sending people after me, that it wouldn't be fun if the cops just take me away like
that."

Uche said.

"What is that bastard planning?"

Mira wondered, her expression distant.

"Do you think they're working together?"

Uche asked, curious.

Mira shook her head and answered.

"No, they're not working together, I think he had some plans for you, this is it.

He used you to get the cops off his back, then he used the organ traffickers to save you back from the
cops, for some reason. I think he was also around the battlefield, waiting for the best opportunity to get
you, but luckily, I got there before him."

Uche stared at her, deep in his thought and said.

"I think he wants to use me for something, that's why he couldn’t let the cops take me away, nor could
he let the organ traffickers get me."

"Yes that bastard is too cunning, only a few of the cops survived, while the organ traffickers where all
killed, everyone of them. Only gods know what he's planning to do with you, but you should rest here,
you can't go outside as your photo had been posted everywhere."

"I'm sure he would contact you again, we'll think of something before that, we can’t let him get his
way."

Mira assured.

Getting Influenced

The cops decided to run investigation on their attackers maybe they would lead them back to Snowflake,
although, all of them had been killed, they retrieved some of their body to run investigation on them.

And after a thorough investigation, they found out that these people are involved in human and organ
trafficking, they were led to their base and after searching everywhere thoroughly, they found no clue
on how they're related to Snowflake.
"This makes no sense, why the hell would they attack us if they’re not together."

Inspector Ray said, frustrated as he stomped his foot on the floor.

They are currently at the headquarters now and a few intelligence team had joined them after learning
that the assumed Snowflake is not ordinary.

"Maybe they know what he was, and attacked us to get him for themselves, they're organ traffickers
after all."

Sergeant Kim commented, after making their own research, they found out that Uche is something
called Connect.

"This is killing me, why would they put their life on the line for him if he's not their boss. You know what,
let's leave it for now and check back later, I went through a lot yesterday."

Inspector Ray said as he walk off.

---

Uche remained in Mira's house for the next few days, waiting for Snowflake to contact him, most of his
time was spent with Mira teaching him a few things about vampires, everything he needs to know in the
vampire world. The plan is to descend to the vampire world after getting his eye back from Kante, so
they patiently wait for the cunning killer to connect with Uche again.

Uche didn't really know much about the vampires so Mira was filling his brain with everything she knew
herself, how to use different vampire skills, the vampire martial arts, their rules and so on.

Mira claimed that he won't be able to achieve anything in the vampire skills, not until he evolved to a
full vampire, he would still go through all these lessons in the vampire world in an academy, but it's
good to create a starting point before that time. She focus more on teaching him the vampire fighting
style and Uche was surprisingly making a great progress in that aspect.

"You're really a strange one, for real. Tell me if you thirst for blood."

Mira commented as she struck Uche swords away, and stomped her foot on his face.

He had explained the extreme hunger he felt back on the battlefield, after waking up from being burnt
to death, the hunger is not unfamiliar to him, but what bothered him is how body had reacted to the
people around, how he could feel their blood pulse and the beat of their heart, and lastly, how he had
suck several cops dry before passing out again.

Hearing this, Mira was really surprised, according to what she know, half blooded vampires shouldn't be
able to react to blood, not until they become a full vampire or live among a group of other vampires and
get influenced, so she was really surprised.
Uche had only be with her for just a day before that event happened, and that one day shouldn't have
gotten him influenced to thirst for blood, it would take at least a month, and in the midst of ten or more
vampires at that.

So it doesn't make any sense to her, but she had known from the start that Uche is different, what
startled her more is the mention of him sucking several cops dry before he was satisfied.

"How...how many exactly?"

She asked him, surprised.

"Six I guess."

Mira couldn't hide her bewilderment. A normal vampire should be satisfied with five liters of blood to
quench their thirst, unless they're starting to lose their sanity due to hunger that they might require to
consume double the norms and suck someone dry.

So she couldn't believe that Uche had sucked six people dry before getting satisfied, even addicted
vampires didn't usually suck people dry, although, he claimed that he was starting to lose his sanity at
that moment, which is due to extreme hunger, but Mira knew he shouldn't have suck six people dry.

'What kind of demon will you become Uche.'

Mira wondered, thinking back to when Uche had told her about it, which was already three days ago.

They had spent a total of three days after the event, waiting for Snowflake while also doing some
training. They are currently in a different room, still in Mira's house, the room is completely empty with
a few equipment hung all over the wall and Mira had claimed to be her personal training room.

"Are you sure you're not thirsty or hungry?"

Mira asked, worried. Uche had lost a lot of blood since they started training three days ago, and he
hadn't request for blood, the only explanation Mira could think of is the amount of blood he had
consumed on that day.

"No, i'm still Okay."

Uche replied, shaking his head as he got back on his feet, taking a fighting stance.

He still haven't gotten over the fact that he killed six people and suck their blood dry. He had thought he
would feel miserable or something, it's his first time of taking a human life and it doesn't feel like
anything to him, it's almost as if what he killed was not human but a bunch of helpless ants, so Uche had
been wondering why he felt that way.

'Is that what being a vampire feels like? But she said I'm not a complete vampire yet.'
Uche thought as he used his arm to shove away Mira's oncoming fist before throwing a punch of his own
which she caught immediately and gave him a gentle kick in the stomach.

"Alright, let's stop here tonight, your attacks are pretty nice and dangerous, but you are still lacking
defense and sustain more injury, remember the purpose of our training is defense."

Mira said as she steps back, and lean against the wall. Uche nodded as his wound started healing.

The main purpose of their training is to teach Uche how to defend himself, how to save himself from
sustaining injury even if he got into a fight, Mira had said that she don't know what the consequence
would be, if they found out about his strange healing ability in the vampire world, so she kept telling him
to learned how to save himself from injuries.

Uche had thought he could do that by not getting into a fight, but after Mira said that he would be taken
to the vampire academy to develop himself for two years, he knew there's no way he could avoid
getting into a fight, so she started teaching him how to defend himself.

They left the training room and go have a shower, eat dinner together and have a good night rest.

The next morning when Uche woke up, he was greeted by the familiar faint pain in his eyes socket,
which turns into a distinct vision a couple seconds later.

Snowflake is making a connection again.

Snowflake Message

Uche had long recognized and grown familiar with this pain that last no more than a couple seconds,
turning into a distinct vision later. And somehow, Uche had been waiting for this to happen for some
days now, he couldn’t believe it himself that he had been waiting for something like this.

Taking his mind into the state of clarity, Uche cleared his throat and focused, as the vision became clear.

Just like the last few vision he had seen, a familiar book lie on a table with a pen hovering above it, the
pen moves above the book for a minute, as if the writer is thinking of what to write, then it eventually
starts writing.
The first word was...

*Hey, where have you been, I thought you were killed, I was dead worried.*

This was accompanied by several smirking sketches and sad ones.

'This bastard.'

Uche tried to control himself from shouting. The pen continue moving.

*Anyways, I'm glad that you're alive, safe and sound, I guess.*

*How about a meet up, I'm sure you're dying from meeting me.*

The vision faded immediately making Uche almost spit..well if he had a drink in his mouth he would've
spit it out.

"He....he wants to meet me, that bastard."

Uche said, his blood boiling as he pointed his hand at the air, almost as if he's pointing it at the words
Snowflake has written.

"Well, this is good, too good. Mira where are you."

He said as he quickly got off his bed, going to look for Mira.

"Mira, Mira, could you believe...believe..."

Uche stammered, as he barged into Mira's room, turning back immediately he entered.

'Damn, when did I lost my manners.'

The young lady was half naked, she's still sleeping on her bed and only jolted awaked when he calls her
name, if not for the bed sheet she was holding to cover herself, Uche would've seen what he's not
supposed to see.

'Damn.'

He didn’t even knock before barging in and the girl couldn't help but stare at him with a mix of surprise
and frustration.

"What is it, why you calling my name like that?"

She asked as she use the duvet to cover more of her body.

"No worries, we'll talk later, have some sleep."

Uche said, closing the door behind him and walk off.
"Whatever."

Mira said, going back to sleep.

Uche slowly walked back to the room he temporarily occupied in Mira’s house, he sat on the bed staring
blankly into the air, thinking nothing in particular, he's trying to get his mind off the fact that he had
barged into Mira's room and found her half naked, but unfortunately for him, that scene keep coming
back to his head.

"Damn, her body is so fresh, flawless."

The picture of her half naked body keep resurfacing through his head and his imagination started going
wild.

"What am I thinking."

Luckily for him, the familiar faint pain returned, making him smile brightly.

'Just at the right time.'

As usual, the pain turn into a vision, still with the same setting as the earlier vision, but here, the book
already had words written on it.

At the top was a well detailed address and right below the address was another sentence written with a
warning sign sketch at the end.

*Be right there tonight, by 9pm.*

*You must come alone, or else, you'll regret it and lose your eye forever.*

The vision ended right there.

'Why does it sound like he's dead serious, I mean like he's angry.'

Uche couldn't see those familiar mocking sketches that Snowflake always put at the end of his words,
and this message in particular seems rather harsh.

'Well, it doesn't matter anyway.'

He immediately pick up his phone, copy the address into it, not to forget it later.

Just then, the door streaked opened, and coming in was Mira, the duvet still covering her body, she
slowly walk up to him, and for a moment, Uche had the urge to disappeared and never return, he felt
embarrassed.

"Hey what was that for? You can't just come into my room and leave right after without saying
anything."
She said, as she slowly sit besides him.

"Huh sorry, I thought....I disturb your sleep."

Uche said, stammering.

"Actually, Snowflake contact me again."

Mira's attention was suddenly picked, staring at him with wide eyes.

"What...what did he say."

She asked.

Uche slowly brought up his phone, show her the address and said.

"He told me to come here tonight, alone or else I'll regret it and lost my eye forever."

Uche explained.

"Did you asked him why he wanted you to come?"

Mira asked.

Uche raised an eyebrow and said.

"How does that matter, and you forgot that he's the only one who has control over the conversation."

"Oh yeah, then what are we waiting for, let's get to plan."

---

Several minutes later, both Uche and Mira sat on a sleek metal chair, staring at the virtual display of a
map on a computer system that stood on a table before them, with different pointers on the map.

"Are you sure this is right."

Uche asked, clearly cautious.

"Trust me, the bastard is not getting away."

Mira replied with a reassuring smile.

On the virtual map, a well detailed district could be seen clearly than others, as it was well zoomed.
There are two tall building that stood close to each other with their alleyway leading to a small quiet
street, with a countable number of people walking on the street.

That's where Uche was to meet up with Snowflake.

There are different tall buildings on this street, and they are to meet up at the fifth building, which was
at least 50 storey tall.

The plan is for Uche to meet up with Snowflake while will Mira to stay on one of the tallest and closest
buildings in the district, outside the street, watch and act at the last moment, even if nothing go wrong.

"Take this, it will give me access to your conversation with him, and also a tracker."

Mira said as she gave him a small wristwatch, similar to what she had on.

A Legendary Meet Up

Later in the day when the night sky falls upon them, Uche could be seen sitting behind Mira on her
hover bike as she drives away on the street.

Uche enjoy the warm of Mira’s body as he sat behind her, holding her waist so tight that he couldn’t fall
as the wind brush against his cheek. They both dress in black, Mira with the same dress she had used to
saved him back in the base of the organ traffickers, the dress looked like astronaut suit with different
design on it.

It's completely black with a zigzag scale like design, running from the shoulder down to the arm, red in
color, a scary human skull could also be seen at the chest, also in red color. Uche didn't see this the last
time she used it, so he guess the suit could be modify. She didn’t have the helmet like last time, but a
pair of glasses that seemed to see past Uche’s imagination rest on her nose.

While Uche wore a normal black jean and a hood, also with a pair of black glasses on his face, an
ordinary one with a black face cap. Mira had persuaded him to use a glass instead of eye patch that
people had someone linked to Snowflake, because of how his photograph had been posted all over the
street, so to avoid unwanted troubles, she had told him to go with glasses and a face cap.

The bike moves with an amazing speed that Uche thought if he mistakenly let go of Mira's waist, he
would fall off and break his head. The speed that the bike moves is not normal at all.

Uche was even surprised that the wristwatch that Mira had on is what had turned to this bike, he
couldn’t believe it himself. Mira had claimed that it's a vampire technology and the wristwatch serves
many purposes beyond humans: imagination.
The watch could protect her from the sun while she had it on, and could also turn to different things
that Uche couldn't imagine. She had given him a similar one but vastly different, the one he had could
only protect him from the sun and also serves as a vessel for her own.

Thirty minutes later, the bike came to a stop, sharp and swift with next to no sound. Uche quickly got
down, staring at the night view of the district that laid before him.

"We should probably part ways here, we can’t underestimate that guy, he's too cunning."

Mira said, also getting off the bike which immediately disappeared, turning back into the sleek watch as
it wrapped around her wrist.

They're currently standing at the entrance of the district which the map had been brought up earlier on
her computer system. A single gate stood before them, majestic and grandiose with several guards by
the side.

"Are you not going through the entrance?'

Uche asked, not understanding what she meant by parting ways here, there's only a single entrance to
the district, where else could she pass.

''Don't worry, I have my ways. You should go quick and get there before the given time, you still have a
few kilometers to walk."

Mira said as she swiftly turn around, and with that, she disappeared into the night.

Uche watch her dark silhouette moves away, before turning around himself and whispered.

"I'm trusting you Mira."

He moves towards the guard, present a card that Mira had given him beforehand, the guards asked no
question after the card had been presented as he was granted entrance.

Slowly, Uche walk around the main road, carefully looking around while trying to picture the detail of
the district in his head, how it had been showed in the virtual map.

He walk for several minutes before his eyes landed on a white distant tower that stood several meters
away from him, he couldn’t see the full view of the tower as he's still far away from it with several tall
buildings in his way, but picturing what he had seen on the map, he already knew what to do.

He'll be meeting up with Snowflake at the front of that tower.

Uche quickened his pace as he opened his phone, looking at the detail description of the street he's to
entered before getting to the tower, at the fifth building.

Uche walk for some more minutes and the tower seemed to be getting closer for each minutes he walk,
after walking for about a dozen minutes, he stumbled upon two tall buildings that stood side by side,
creating a dark and long alleyway right to his left, he stopped, staring into the alleyway with a grim
expression.

This is the alleyway he would be passing through to the street he's to meet up with Snowflake, but for
some reason, Uche felt reluctant going any further from here.

He felt something is wrong and had the urge to turn around and run back, but he couldn’t.

"I've been waiting for so long to kick his damn ass and retrieve my eye, so I'm not going back."

He slowly walk into the alleyway with each step he take heavy for him, almost as if his legs are not
willing to follow him, but he stubbornly dragged them along, his instincts screaming danger and warning
him to step back before it's too late, but he stubbornly ignored, trying to make one thought clear in his
mind.

The thought of getting his eye back, leave the human world and go live peacefully in the vampire world,
that's the only thought he try to make available in his mind.

'And Mira is somewhere up above watching, so nothing will go wrong.'

Trusting the ability of the young lady, by now she would have be at the top of one of the tallest building
at the area, where she could clearly see their meeting point, waiting for both of them to appear.

Deep in his thought, Uche didn't even noticed that he had gotten to the middle of the alleyway, he only
came back to reality when he saw a dark silhouette slowly walking towards him. He abruptly stopped as
he stared at the figure walking towards him, he couldn’t see the detail of the person, but for what he
could see, the person seemed to be clad in a complete black metal suit.

"Who are you?"

Uche asked, his voice firm.

The figure didn't answer and continue walking towards him, it's pace quickened. Uche slowly take a few
steps back in caution, but then something choke him and let out a rough cough.

'What's going on?'

He thought, looking behind him, where he was just coming from, he couldn’t see the entrance of the
alleyway again, now it was completely covered with a strange fog, thick and somehow seemed toxic, as
Uche take a breath, he was choked again, coughing violently.

"Snowflake, you bastard, I'll kill you."

Uche shouted as he rush towards the dark figure, but then the entire area was suddenly covered by the
strange fog, blinding Uche completely, while also choking him, then he passed out.

"You're such a disobedient fellow."

The voice growled.

Snowflake Reflection

It took Mira a while to realize that something is wrong, she had been staying at the zenith of a building
which was a couple miles away from the street Uche was to meet Snowflake, and she could clearly see
everywhere in full details including the meeting point.

She had remained on that building for about an hour now, but she hasn't see any sign of Uche nor
anyone she could describe as Snowflake. She had even look around the street trying to find any sign of
them but she found nothing. Another problem is that she couldn't see past the street from the point she
was hiding, she decided to get down and search every corner of the district.

It took her another hour to search each corner of the district, before stumbling upon the alleyway Uche
was to pass through. With her great eyesight, Mira could see through the dark alleyway as clear as a
day. And that's how she spotted something on the floor.

She slowly walk towards it and bent down picking the object up.

"This is the glasses Uche was wearing."

She muttered as she picked it up. Then looking around, she spotted his cap lying a few meters ahead.

Uche had been kidnapped.

"Damn, I should've known that bastard might ambush him."

Wasting no time, a soft sound was heard before her incredible bike appeared in front her, then she
brought out a floating screen on the bike, make a few taps before a blinking red dot could be seen.

"He's gone far."

Mira muttered before getting onto the bike.

---

In a small but well lit and sterile laboratory, several equipment gathered around all ready to get to work
at any seconds now, the state of the art table had been prepare, a medical tray stood on a table next to
it with several equipment happily scattered on it.
Three people could be seen in the lab, there was a young man with red spiky hair and well chiseled face,
standing beside the state of the art table with a smug expression on his face, he was dressed black, just
like the young man that could be seen in front of him, unconscious and strapped on a metal chair in
front of the state of the art table.

He doesn't look beaten, only unconscious, but his left eye seemed to have been removed long ago, as
only an empty socket could be seen. The third person in the lab is a very old man in lab coat and glove, a
pair of old glass hung on his face, the old man don't look well at all, he look beaten and battered, his
eyes hollow, his lips dried and severely cut, and a large chunk of hair had been fished out of his head.

In short, the old man looks like a dead man walking.

But still, he stood firmly in front of a white ccurtain that covered the whole area behind him, his eyes
was focused on the state of the art table and the equipments beside it.

A few minutes later, slowly, the young man strapped to the chair started opening his eyes, his vision
covered in white blinding light before he could see clearly.

Disoriented, his gaze landed on the young man that stood in front of him, and with rage, he shouted
while trying to get up.

"Snowflake, you bastard! I'll kill you."

Uche shouted, his blood boiling as he shook his body violently, trying to break himself off.

"Well you said that twice already."

Kante said with a smile.

The old man standing in front of the curtain suddenly fall down, but stood up immediately after seeing
the look the two young men gave him, he quickly get up.

'Snowflake? He's really Snowflake? I'm doomed.'

'What have I done?'

The old man thought.

"And you..."

Uche said, his gaze directed at the old man, he recognized him very well, he was the surgeon who had
operated on him back in the organ traffickers base. Now seeing him with Snowflake, he wanted to say
something, but after seeing the man's condition he knew something is wrong.

He moves his attention back to Snowflake.

"Tell me, why do you want to meet me, because it doesn't look like you're willing to return my eye."
Uche asked, a little bit dumb question.

Kante leaned against the state of the art table, fold his arm and sigh.

"You're such a disobedient fellow, I told you to come to the meeting point alone, but you went along to
brought that your little girlfriend."

Kante said with a smug on his face.

"Shut up, she only gave me a ride to the district, she never follow me."

Uche barked back, clearly frustrated.

"It would've been better if you came alone, everything would've gone accordingly, but now, I'm afraid
you can't get your eye back, in fact, you're losing everything right here and now."

Kante said, his expression turning cold, making the old man shivered.

"Snowflake!!!"

Uche growled, his vein bulging and he used all his strength and slowly, the chain that was used to
strapped him down started loosened, snapping slowly, while he was also getting injured in the process.

Kante smile, clapping his hand together as he slowly moves back.

"Well I know that alone cannot restrain you, but I have prepared something big enough that would keep
you here."

Kante said as he moves to the curtain behind the old man, then he slowly brought the curtain down,
revealing an old woman and a man, both beaten and battered, strapped to the same chair Uche was
strapped to.

"Uche."

The old man shouted, his voice shaky and barely audible.

Immediately the words get to Uche, he suddenly lost his strength and as he turn his head around, he
grown weak immediately, not to move his arm again.

"Mr. Kim, Madam, how? What are you doing here."

Uche said, his eyes building up with tears, but he held himself back.

Kante clap again as he moves towards Uche.

"I'm sure you wouldn't want them dead."

He said as Uche turned to him, staring into his eyes.

"Tell me what you want with me, Snowflake."

Uche said, his voice carrying a hint of urgency and threat.

Kante didn't reply immediately as he suddenly turn around, moving his gaze away from Uche'.

'What's that?'

Kante thought as he felt something in his left eye immediately their gaze met, almost as if his eye was
being pulled out by some strange force. Uche also felt something crawling within the dept of his eye
socket, but didn't give any reaction as he already know what it is.

'Got you, bastard.'

Uche thought.

Kante turned back around, doing as if nothing happened, but now, he made sure to avoid eye contact
with him.

"Originally, I was going to invite you to a dinner after our meeting, but you messed it up."

Kante said, leaning against the table and continue.

"You know, you and I are the same person but slightly different, and I have the urge to work with you, to
become my partner and work together. Anytime I look at you, I always feel like I'm looking at myself, as
if you're a part of me living in someone else body."

He paused for a while.

"Look at it this way, you're a music enthusiasm, I'm an art enthusiasm, you love making music, I love
making artworks, drawing and crafting, you're hiding from the world because of who you're and I'm
doing the same because of who I am.

The world is looking for you and same thing goes for me, the cops are on your back and they never left
my own back too."

"Don't you think we have several things in common? Now, imagine you and I working together, just
think about it."

Kante said, pacing around Uche who slowly shook his head in disagreement.

"No, we are not the same, we are different."

 The Rise Of Snowflake

Uche tilted his head and knowingly stare at Kante in to his eye, who immediately moves his eyes away.

"You see, we are not the same, and can never be the same."

Uche smile as he continue.

"Yes, I love making music and you love making arts, i'm hiding from the world and you're doing the
same. Funnily enough, you're hiding from the world because of your alter ego, and mind you, the fact
that the cops are haunting me is because of your little trick."

"Well maybe you're really the kind of person the world wants, someone who could put the whole world
under their feet with a simple trick, the fact that you managed to trick the cops and the organ traffickers
just to get me is really amazing, really."

Uche's smile widened, staring at Kante who was doing his best not to make eye contact with him.

"You said we are the same, but then why do you kill people for pleasure, or do I say you kill people for
fun?"

Kante’s expression grew cold as he leaned against the table again.

"You think I kill people for fun? Well, let me tell you a story, because even the people I killed think I just
kill them for fun, you as someone who will soon become part of me should know different."

He continued.

"There used to be a strange family in this world that nobody knew about, this family lives in a secluded
area, away from the humans, and they have next to know interactions with humans."

He paused, staring at Uche as if expecting him to say something.

"You won't ask my why?"

He asked, but Uche just shrug, looking away uninterested.

"I'll tell you if you don't ask. This family lives away from everyone else because they have a very short
life span, their life span is way shorter than your thing."

Kante continued with smile.

"In this family, the highest someone can live is 25, no person have surpassed the age of twenty and the
head of the family himself is twenty four. Both men and women in this family get married at the age of
15 to 16 to continue the bloodline, and they never marry people outside the family to not cause their
partner to mourn for their entire life after they're gone, so they marry each other, and that's more
reason they live apart from everyone else. To not cause their friends to mourn when they're suddenly
gone."
"That was until a guy rise, and claimed he wouldn’t live with their rules, he wants to live in the outside
world among other people, because he had fell in love with a pretty girl outside the family."

Kante smile grew wider.

"Ah, I love that guy."

"They tried to stop him but he wiped out the whole family, every one of them not sparing a single soul.
He killed the head of the family, killed the supposed leaders, he killed a crawling child and an infant, he
killed a woman in labor and a pregnant woman."

"How cruel."

Kante’s smile only grew wider as he tells the story, as if he's enjoying it himself, he keeps smiling in
contrast with the people in the room who all had a grim expression.

"And you won't believe if I said this guy was only a 15 year old boy at that time. After wiping out his own
family, he moves to the outside world, married the girl he loves, do the thing early and gave birth to a
bouncing baby boy who unexpectedly became the first Snowflake."

Uche's expression grew grim at the mention of that word, at first, he didn't pay much attention to the
story of the madman, but at the mention of a man rising to up to wipe out his own family, his interest
was piqued, and now it seems Kante was talking about his own origin, his own background and family.

'Interesting, born by a father who wiped out his own family, the child will surely be evil.'

Meanwhile, Kante continued.

"The bouncing baby boy grew up under his parents care, they live happily and smile everyday but the
father never found peace, knowing he soon will be gone and turn his happy family house into a
mourning hall, he realized why his ancestors has kept it that way, to live away from everyone else.

But it was too late, he couldn’t bring them back to live as it used to be, knowing his lovely wife will spent
the rest of her live mourning both him and his son when they're gone, he decided to turn his anger to
the world."

"He was like, if I couldn't live long, then I might as well take as many people with me. That's what he said
that day, his anger was furtherly fueled by the sudden death of his wife, who was killed by a group of
gangster after being raped."

"Since then, he lives the next couple years of his life killing and teaching his son how to cultivate the art
of killing. He had brought his son up with the art of killing and gave him the name Snowflake, because of
how fragile he was. He died a couple years later at the age of 25, and his son continue his legacy with
the name Snowflake.

His son grew up killing people, knowing he also won't live long, he always have his father's words
implanted in him. To take as many lives with him."
Kante grew silence, probably thinking of his next word while inspecting the face of everyone in the
room. Knowing that none of them will live to tell the story he was telling them, he continue.

"And then, his son gave birth to me after meeting the love of his life at the age of 16, I was also brought
up the way he was brought up, to continue his father's legacy and take as many people with me. We
used to operate together back then, but unfortunately he died a couple years ago."

"Should i say this is the rise of Snowflake?"

Uche asked, already know the end of the story. Kante is not the first Snowflake, he is the second, it
someone makes sense because the Snowflake phenomenon had started before Uche himself was born,
and looking at the madman standing in front of him now, they would be around the same age so it
would make no sense if Kante is the first.

'Interesting.'

Kante continued.

"Yes, you might name the story the rise of Snowflake, so sad you wouldn't live to tell the story, it's really
sad."

His expression turned grim.

"Look at me now, I am just 19 and I've killed as many people as I know, more than any of them have
killed before, I always thought I would also end up like them, died at the age of 25 and that's why I never
entertain the thought of having a child, I want this cursed legacy and bloodline to end with me, so I
never think of having a child.

Don't you think I'm incredible."

His smile grew cold.

"Then I met you, or rather heard of you, a person with an immortal body, a body that cannot not die or
rot, and fatefully, I happened to have your eyes in my possession. Don't you think it would be nice for
me to have the rest of your body part and your organs, so I can finally create my own family and live a
long peaceful life, Maybe then the name Snowflake will cease to exist."
 Connect vs Snowflake

"Hahahahah."

Uche laughed sarcastically at the words Kante had just said, he laughed that he almost fall from the chair
he was strapped to, if not for the chain holding him in place.

After a while, he stop laughing and stare at Kante in amusement.

"You...think you can escape your bloodline curse?"

Uche said, pointing at Kante mockingly.

"Even if you manage to get my organs for yourself, do you think you can live a long peaceful life?"

Uche's tone turned serious.

"Definitely no. Because if you kill me and get my organs, I'll make sure you die miserably."

Now it was Kante’s time to laugh.

He laughed uncontrollably that he almost fall the medical tray off the table while laughing around.

"I never knew you're such a funny guy."

"You'll make sure I die miserably? Well, let's see how you'll do it after I kill you and take your organs."

Kante said, he voice turning cold. Then he turned to the old surgeon who was already creeping out by
the two conversation.

"Shall we start now."

He asked, his gaze directed to the old surgeon. The man nodded abruptly, and quickly moves to the
medical tray, adjusting the equipments one by one, his hand a little shaky and sweaty.

'Oh gods, help me on this one, what would happen to me if people learned I'm helping Snowflake
achieve immortality. Should I just kill him while doing the transplant? Ah damn, the bastard claimed to
have planted bomb all around the house.'

The old surgeon thought, as he slowly arranged the equipments, waiting for the next order.

Uche meanwhile, was trying hard to keep the confident look on his face, he was troubled inside. After
the chilling revelation Snowflake had revealed now, about his ancestors and how the name Snowflake
had rise and came to be, Uche knew everyone who had heard the story won't make it out of here alive.

Snowflake couldn't afford the story to be spread, especially his own identity, so he will spare no one in
the room.
Uche, with his unnatural strength, could easily destroy the chair he was strapped to, if more effort was
to included, although, he would got injured in the process, but that doesn’t matter as it would heal right
after. But Uche was hesitant because of his boss and his wife in Snowflake's possession, if Uche try
anything stupid, Snowflake won't hesitate killing them, so he's trying to be careful.

But what does that matter now, no one in the room would be spared after Snowflake got Uche's organs
successfully, he would kill everyone including the surgeon and his boss with his wife, so if they’re already
ghost sitting on the chair, why the hell does he need to hesitate.

He threw a regretful glance at his Mr. Kim who looks more dead than alive with his wife, then his gaze
moves to Snowflake who was preparing everything with the old surgeon.

He glanced back at Mr. Kim and said.

'I'm sorry, I can't let him have what he wants, the whole of humanity would be doomed if he achieve
what he wants, just think of it as a sacrifice for your race.'

Uche said as his vein started bulging. At first, he had been hoping that Mira would appeared, but he
realized that he had been depending more on that young lady, he needs to do it himself. And also, he
don't know how long he had been here, he only woke up about 30 minutes ago, so he guessed that Mira
hadn't know he was taken away.

Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard and the metal chair break into two with a loud thud as it hit the
floor, making both Snowflake and the old surgeon turned around immediately, and see Uche who was
slowly standing up, the chain still holding his arm together while also hanging loose around him, but he
was free from the chair.

Immediately, Kante took several steps back and run towards the two old couples bind to the chair, who
quickly jolted awake, staring at Uche in confusion.

"Take another step and they're gone."

Kante said, pointing a scalpel at Mr. Kim who stared at Uche with wide eyes as he just did what the
madman had told him not to do.

He stubbornly took a step forward, making Kante use the scalpel to pierce Mr. Kim's chest, who cried in
agony.

"Uche...what are you doing....please...listen to him...he'll kill us if you don't."

Mr. Kim said, blood dripping from his chest.

Uche stare at him as he took another step, which made Kante hurts the old man again.

"I'm sorry boss, just think of it as a sacrifice for the sake of humanity, I can't let this bastard have what
he wants, or else the world would be under his feet."
Uche said as he took another step forward, slowly taking the chain off his body, wrapping it around his
wrist, he couldn’t take off the one that was binding his wrist, so he wrapped some around it, making it
look like a whip, held with both hands.

Looking at this, Kante suddenly let out a chilling laugh and surprisingly move away from Mr. Kim. He
stared at Uche with a cold smile and said.

"Well, I thought you're planning to run away, never knew you wants to fight, seems you really want me
to die miserably. Then bring it on, let's have some fun. It would be nice to warm up before getting your
organs."

Kante said as he slowly moves towards him, his hand reaching into his pocket, and coming out of it was
a small tiny whip, the same he had used to tortured the old surgeon.

The whip now seemed a bit larger and stronger, and Kante wasted no tine getting into action.

There are two of them in his hand, so he did a roundhouse kick and swung the whip towards Uche's
head, he swung it so hard that Uche barely see anything coming at him, but still managed to evade it
after sensing it.

He easily avoided the whip by slightly moving to the side and as the whip missed him, it hissed and
moves back to its owner. And as at that time, Uche's kick landed right on his chest, sending him across
the operating table which had broken in the process.

Uche wasted no time charging towards him again, his chain whip coming down with strong momentum.
Kante rolled to the side, making the chain hits the floor with a loud thud.

The old surgeon quickly moves towards the two couples bind to the chair, to free them.

Kante stood up, staring at Uche with amusement.

"Seems I underestimated you, I never knew you're this good. Now shall we have some fun?"

A Legendary Weapon

"I didn’t realize you were this good. Alright, let’s make this a little more interesting. Show me what
you’ve got."
Kante said with a smile as the whip slowly curled up, the end still held tightly in his hand as the whip
started taking a new shape. Uche watch with intense gaze not willing to attack until he sees the new
shape the whip was taking.

A split seconds later, the whip disappeared completely and standing firmly in Kante’s hand now is a pair
of sleek brown long sword, Uche not knowing how the whip had turn to a pair of sword, immediately
charged forward, swinging his chain whip as hard as he could.

Kante raised his sword in response with a smile, easily slicing through the tip of the whip like a butter,
then he thrust the second sword to Uche’s stomach, who gave a quick reaction by taking a couple steps
back and withdrew the whip.

Kante gave him no chance to rest as he charged forward again, his movement fluid and flawless as he
dance gracefully like a seasoned sword man. Uche reacted by swinging his whip violently trying to stop
Snowflake in his track.

But the seasoned killer was too great with swords as he easily cut the chain with his sword with no
resistance. Little by little, the length of the chain whip was reducing, and Uche knowing he would have
no weapon if the whip was completely destroyed, immediately withdrew it, and charged towards him in
an instant, his fist directed to Kante’s face.

The cunning killer jerked his head back a little, making the blow missed him by a mere inches, then he
drew his sword upward in a diagonal motion, slashing Uche’s chest as blood poured out, then he moved
swiftly behind him and use his other sword to slash him from behind before sending him flying with a
kick.

Uche crash into the operating table and other equipments in the lab, he tried to get up immediately but
his movements was sluggish as he staggered back, crashing into another set of equipments.

Kante laugh loudly from his angle but didn't attack immediately.

For some reason, Uche seemed to feel more pain than he had ever felt before, the pain inflicted by the
sword seemed to be sharper and dangerous than he had ever been inflicted.

He managed to get up and stared at Kante who had a smug look on his face.

"C'mon, don't tell me that’s all you've got, I know you're better than this. Bring it on."

Kante said as he charged forward again, his sword coming down at Uche's head, Uche didn’t react
immediately, staying in place as Kante get close to him, then he moves away at the last seconds, he
dived away, swiftly moves behind him and threw out his fist that had surprisingly been wrapped with
the chain, protecting his hand like a gauntlet.

He aimed at Kante’s head from the back, but the bastard is just too good and cunning. He react almost
immediately as he turned around with his sword making a 90 degrees turn, the sword clash with his fist,
easily cutting through the chain before piercing his own hand slightly.
Uche moved back immediately, stunned as he couldn’t believe how the sword had did that, he was
brought back to reality with a kick that landed right on his chest, sending him skidding back.

"Arghh."

Uche groaned, holding his stomach as he slowly get up.

Just as he rise to his feet, he noticed something that he hadn't pay much attention to before, something
that made his heart skipped a beat as he noticed it.

He looked at his bleeding fist before glancing down at his chest, which was surprisingly still bleeding.

Uche had a confused look on his face as his gaze moves steadily between his fist, his chest and Kante.

'Why is my body not healing.'

He thought, he hadn’t noticed it before, or rather, didn't pay much attention to it, but now, not seeing
the familiar bloody tendrils crawling out of his body to knit it back together, his heart skipped. Both his
chest and fist are still bleeding profusely.

He stared at the sword in Kante’s hand with a distant expression.

'It must have been the sword.'

At first, he was surprised that the whip was able to transform to a sword, then it was able to cut the
chain so easily, and now, the sword could also stop his healing.

'How?'

Kante meanwhile, had a smug look on his face as if enjoying the troubled look on Uche's face, he speaks.

"You remember how I told you earlier that my grandfather wiped out his own family, and how he passed
his legacy down to my father. Well, this is the legendary weapon he used to cut down every members of
his family with a single strike. And he passed down this weapon to my father with his own legacy.

But do you know what, this weapon was inflicted with our bloodline curse, making it as sharp as heaven
itself, and could cut through the earth. Nothing in this world can resist its power - the curse of short
lifespan. And that included you."

Kante said, charging forward immediately.

"I'll make sure to cut down every part of your body, and make you die slowly."

Kante shouted, swinging his sword upward, aiming to make another cut to Uche's stomach, but before
he could get close to him, something pierced the door of the lab and streak through the air, aiming
straight for Kante’s head, he quickly dive away at the last second, rolling straight under the operating
table.
And several more pierce the door, making everyone in the lab take cover.

Arrest Snowflake

At first, Uche had thought the gunshot came from Mira making him feel some sense of relief, he had
been expecting her secretly, but seeing several figures clad in brown uniform enter the room, he doesn't
need a great mind to tell him who they were, he quickly rolled to the side, taking cover immediately.

'Did Mira call them.'

No, she wouldn't do something like that, the cops were after Uche after all, so why would she call them.

Meanwhile, Snowflake was also having a similar thought as several figures shot into the room, their guns
pointed at Uche.

"Surrender now!"

Sergeant Kim shouted at Uche who was taking cover behind a large medical equipment.

'Damn, I was prepared for the girl to come and save him, but I never knew she will call the cops, this is
bad.'

Kante thought as he glanced from under the table

'If I make a run, there are too many witnesses, I should at least get rid of those three. None of the cops
have seen me yet, and they would never believe anything that bastard said.'

He thought, his gaze fixed on the old surgeon and Mr. Kim with his wife, he was thinking of the best way
to kill them without being noticed by the cops. He brought out a small red button from his pocket,
inspect it for a few seconds before moving his gaze back to the three, and then he made eye contact
with the old surgeon, who was trembling so hard, and for some reason, he was already peeing.

'What's wrong with him.'

He thought, then the man pointed at him and shouted.

"Snowflake...everyone, the room had been surrounded with explosives, and Snowflake has the
detonator.'

The man shouted, his trembling finger pointed at Kante.

"Crap!"
Three officers followed the man's gaze and their eyes made contact with Kante's, but then, they saw
darkness.

Three heads rolled on the floor, clearly chopped off.

Before any of the cops could reacted, Kante moves again, and chopped two more heads down, then he
was shot by the arm.

Looking at the direction the bullet had come from, his gaze met with Sergeant Kim who seemed to be
frozen in place after making the shot.

Kante had no time to react as all bullets moves towards him, the cops had completely forgot Uche as
they found new threat.

Knowing he couldn’t take them all out with his sword while they used gun, he wasted no time pressing
the red button in his hand.

And then, there was silence.

---

Days ago, the cops had been relentless with their investigation, they were adamant in getting enough
evidence that would expose Snowflake to them, especially Sergeant Kim, he always felt something is
wrong.

They still haven't found any of the remnants of the organ traffickers, it seems everyone of them had
really been killed during the ambush. But the cops never left their base, they continue searching not
believing they're not with Snowflake.

Although, Sergeant Kim has a different beliefs, he felt the whole ambush by the organ traffickers was a
set up, almost as if they were being used by someone, a person pulling the strings behind the scene.
Sergeant Kim had felt the same thing when the video of Snowflake was sent on that night, but it was all
his own instincts so he didn't voice it out. Inspector Ray would get mad at him again if he did.

The young Inpector determination on finding something crucial in the traffickers base was far more
stronger than his own determination in finding Snowflake.

And through the young Inspector determination, they really found something, although, not too crucial,
but still a head on.

They found the list and information of all the members of the organ trafficking ring, and after working
with the information, they found out that not all of them had been killed, they were a few of them alive
but not around.

"It's been five years since these people visits the city, I don't think they know about the ambush."
One of the intelligence team said, scrolling through the information on the PC with both Sergeant Kim
and Inpector Ray behind him with a few others.

"Why would you say they didn't know about it, these people are clearly their leaders, they're the higher-
ups, can't you see their name written separately from others."

Inspector Ray said.

"They'll surely know everything that's going on."

Sergeant Kim commented, staring calmly at the screen.

"Sir, you'll like to look at this."

The man from the intelligence team said, as he zoomed in the profile of an old man, he continued.

"This old man is a genius in the surgery field, he graduated with a first class result from Caleb University
in Lagos State, he got a high position at National Open University Hospital immediately after his
graduation, and work on several surgeries successfully."

"He worked in the hospital for several years before leaving some years later, for a few reason that was
not revealed to the public, but it was recorded that the authorities were looking for him shortly after he
left the hospital. His whereabouts was unknown after then, till now, who would've thought he's involved
in organ trafficking."

The man said, his expression thoughtful.

"My point is, among all the others that their names were written separately, he was the only one who's
not out of the city, and through the several footages that we found in the base, we found him in a few of
them where he had operated on several people, fishing out their organs, which means he's still around
the city, alive."

The man explained, there was silence for a few minutes before Sergeant Kim let out a long sigh.

"So that means we still have one of their remnants around."

The man nodded.

"But I'll suggest that we should act now if we wish to get him, the man is too meticulous, nobody knows
where he lives till now."

He said.

"Then what are we waiting for, let's form a search party and look for him around.'"

Inspector Ray said, and they began their search.

It took them several days before finding the man's whereabout, he lives in a secluded area in the
outskirt.

They burst the outskirt on the same night they found his whereabout, and upon getting to his house,
they were welcome with the sound of battle and that's why Sergeant Kim had shot a bullet through the
door, to announce their arrival.

Escaped

Everybody froze in place as soon Snowflake pressed down the red button on the detonator he has in his
hand. An eerie silence enveloped the room as everyone held their breath, preparing for what was about
to come.

Kante used that scary moment to move, to eliminate his target, the old surgeon and the Kim couples. He
couldn’t let them live to tell the tale he had revealed.

Just as he moves towards them with his sword raised, Uche bumped into him from the side, and
Sergeant Kim coming back to his senses immediately shouted.

"It's a distraction, not an explosive."

Sergeant Kim shouted as he shot down at the equipments Kante and Uche had bumped into, but then,
the room was suddenly enveloped in a strange thick fog, and several officers collapsed a fraction of
second later.

Sergeant Kim sluggishly move towards the door and gave a command.

"Everyone retreat, it's a toxic smoke bomb."

He shouted, his vision blurry.

Uche, realizing what it was and knowing the effect, he immediately stop his breath and shut his eyes,
before moving towards the window blindly, which was already broken, so he guessed Snowflake had
escaped through it after the distraction.

He bumped into the muddy ground of the outskirt before opening his eyes, he saw several armed cops
standing at the entrance of the building, their gun raised, ready to be shot at any seconds, Inpector Ray
stood calmly in front of them.

'That bastard.'
He still remembered how rude and composeless the young Inspector is. Making sure that none of them
see him, he was about to turn around and make a run before someone suddenly appeared in front of
him, blocking his way.

For a moment, Uche forgot to breathe, then he slowly moves his gaze upward and his eye widened
when he saw a pair of beautiful eyes staring down at him.

"Huh Mira?"

Uche asked, moving his gaze away from her with a shrug.

"Let's go, Snowflake escape."

Mira said, turning around without saying another word.

---

Several minutes later, they both got home and Uche explained everything that happened to Mira, not
leaving out a scene, he explained everything in details. How he had been kidnapped at the alleyway he
was supposed to pass through, how Kante had planned to get his organs and use it for himself..

He also told her about the sad story of Kante's cursed bloodline, how they are cursed to die young in
their family and how Kante's grandfather had rebel, before leading to the rise of Snowflake. He didn't
leave out the fact that he couldn't heal after being injured by Snowflake's weapon, although, his body
had completely healed now, but he decided not to leave it out.

And surprisingly, Mira already knows about everything, she knew everything that happened in the lab in
details.

"Huh how?"

Uche asked, surprised.

"Did you forgot that I told you the watch you have serves as a tracker and can as well transmit your
communication to me."

Mira said with a smile.

"Oh."

Uche said with a shrug, then he look at her with his eyes wide opened.

"Then...why...why did you make me explained everything again."

Uche asked, his eyes opened in disbelief.

Mira replied with a smile, and move onto another topic.

"Now that the cops know about him, we have a little time left or else, we won't be able to get your eye
back."

"My point is he would leave the city as soon as possible, so I think we should act right now. I've made my
research and located his house, although I don't know if he would return there tonight, but we can't
take any chances."

Mira explained.

---

Many of the unfortunate cops were caught in the toxic smoke Snowflake had released and they all
collapsed in an instant, but the lucky few managed to get out in time, but not without inhaling part of it
that weakened them immediately.

Sergeant Kim rolled out of the building stumbling on the muddy surface of the entrance, his chest rising
slowly and a few others also rolled out the same way he did.

"Get ready to fire."

Inspector Ray shouted, panic etched onto his voice, seeing his comrades' bodies rolled out miserably
and for a moment, he thought Sergeant Kim is dead.

'No, the old bastard could not die so easily.'

He reassured himself, and after waiting for a couple minutes with nothing and nobody coming out of the
building, he threw a glance at the body lying at the entrance of the body, then he could see their chest
rising slowly.

"Get them back, they're still alive."

He commanded and several cops quickly move forward to get their body back while a few of them
remained, their weapon still raised in tension.

Their bodies was examined and no visible injurjes was found, so Inspector Ray wondered what had
scared them like that. A couple minutes later, Sergeant Kim was the first to get back his sense fully, he
got up on his two feet and look at Inspector Ray who had been staring at him intently.

"Huh old man, I thought you're dead."

Inspector Ray teased with a smile.

"This is not the right time to joke, the situation is more dire than we thought."

Sergeant Kim said, moving away from him as he turned to the officer besides him.

"Get in touch with the headquarters, tell them to block all exists out of the city, with immediate effect."
He retrieved his gun from one of the younger cops who still had their focused fixed on the building,
waiting for someone to come out.

"You guys should get in, there's no more threat inside, I can assured that."

He commanded, but Inspector Ray raised his hand, signaling for them to stop.

"What happened in there, where are the others, I'm sure you wouldn't have rolled out on your butt if
there's no threat inside."

Inspector Ray said.

Sergeant Kim look at him for a moment, then move towards the building and said.

"They are inside, let's get them out first before I explain the situation."

Everyone follow him cautiously, including Inspector Ray as they look around the building. A few of them
went to explore other part of the building while others follow Sergeant Kim directly to the lab. They're
all surprised as to what they met inside, more than half of the team that had followed Sergeant Kim in,
were all lying motionless in the lab, they were still alive but just unconscious. A few others already had
their heads cleanly chopped off, making Inspector Ray wondered who Sergeant Kim had encountered in
this lab.

Inspecting the room closely, trying to look for any threat, he couldn't trust the old man so he keeps
moving around the lab with his gun raised, then his gaze settled on the three figure also lying lifelessly at
the corner of the lab. Their body gaunt and they look nothing but malnourished.

"Isn't this the surgeon we were supposed to arrest."

He called Sergeant Kim's attention after seeing the old surgeon lying among the couples.

Sergeant Kim was also surprised to find the old man as a captive when they got into the lab, after all,
they had come here because of him. He walks towards the three of them and check their pulse,
confirming that they're still breathing, he got up, sighed and went on to explain what the situation was
when they got here.

The young Inspector was silent for a couple seconds then said.

"So you're saying you met Kante and Uche fighting each other when you got here, and Kante is likely to
be the real Snowflake."

He move his gaze towards Sergeant Kim's, making sure to make eye contact.

"Are you telling me Uche is just a bait?"

Inspector Ray asked, not moving his gaze away.

Sergeant Kim nodded and said.

"At first I thought Uche was the only one in the room with the three captives, although we heard the
sound of fighting before bursting in, but he was the only we found as a threat, until the surgeon raised a
trembling hand, pointing under the table and said the room is rigged with explosive and Snowflake has
the detonator. "

"We followed the direction of his hand and found Kante hiding under the table, the first five officers to
see him are the one with their head chopped, just as we started firing at him, the room was suddenly
covered in a toxic smoke and this happened, while Uche and Kante also used the chance to escape."

Inspector Ray was about to say something, but the old sergeant interrupted him.

"And before you asked if they're working together, remembered I said they were fighting each other
before we got in, and also, Kante attempts to kill the three captives after the smoke was released but
Uche interrupted him. So I suggest we give them special treatment to recover quickly and question them
immediately, we can't linger on this matter anymore."

Kanter Vs Uche.

After the situation had been explained to Inspector Ray, they move out of the outskirt and back to the
headquarters. On the same night, several doctors were called in to do anything they could, to make sure
the three captives wakes up before dawn.

Several pills and injections were given to them, to get rid of the effect of the toxic smoke in a more quick
manner. Mr. Kim was the first to wake up and he was surprised to found himself on the hospital bed
with two men staring at him with a predatory eyes.

"Hey, calm down old man, we are the cops, we saved you from those people. So we want you to relaxed
and answer our question diligently."

Inspector Ray said, trying to calm the terrified man down. They had been expecting the surgeon to wake
up first so they could question him first, only to get disappointed but they still decided question the one
who woke up first.

Mr. Kim nodded after calming down a little, then look around and found his wife on a nearby bed.

"Don't worry, she's fine and she would wake up soon."

Sergeant Kim said and the man nodded again.

"I'm sure you're ready to answer our question. First, how did you get into that building with your wife,
does it belong to you?"

Inspector Ray asked and Mr. Kim shook his head as his answer.

"It was three days ago, late at night, my wife and I were about to close the workshop and have a good
night rest, but then, this young man suddenly appeared in front of the workshop, standing there
motionlessly. We told him we are closed, he should come back the next day, but I didn't know what
happened right after I said those words, because I passed out immediately. And when I woke up again, I
found myself in the lab, strapped to a metal chair with my wife next to me."

"This young man will come time to time with a very old man by his side, he would torture both me and
my wife, asking about Uche and forcing information about him out of me."

"Oh did you know Uche before?"

Sergeant Kim asked, interrupting him.

The man hesitated for a couple seconds before speaking.

"Yes, he's my only worker, we work together at my workshop in the outskirts and pay him daily."

"How long has he been working for you?"

Sergeant Kim asked.

"About six months or so, but I never knew he was a Connect, not until the young man said it after asking
information about him."

Mr. Kim answered, his voice a little strained.

"So did you tell him anything?"

Inspector Ray asked.

"No, even I know nothing about Uche, not even where he lives, and that's why this young man torture
my wife and I every time, thinking I'm lying for him."

He answered.

Sergeant Kim whispered into Inspector Ray's ears before he asked the next question.

"Can you give the detailed description of this young man you talk about."

Inspector Ray asked.

"Yes, he had a red spiky hair, well chiseled face and a pointed nose, with killer eyes."

Mr. Kim explained, Inspector Ray brought out his phone, show the old man something on it, who
nodded in confirmation.

"Okay, what else happened while you were in the lab, did anybody visits apart from this young man and
the old man with him."

Inspector Ray asked.

"Nobody visits, but this young man always go out every night and return late, and the old man would
always come while he was away, telling us to always listen to him and give him the answer he wants,
that we won't suffer again if we do so."

"And then he went out tonight, only to come back with Uche, unconscious."

Sergeant Kim raised an eyebrow, interrupting the man again.

"Oh he came with Uche tonight, and Uche was unconscious."

He asked and the man nodded.

"Interesting."

Sergeant Kim said.

"Did you perhaps overheard their discussion after Uche wake up?"

Inspector Ray asked, but before the man could answer, the old surgeon they had been waiting for slowly
raised his head, on the bed he was lying.

"Seems he's awake, you can rest now, Mr Kim."

Inspector Ray said as they left Mr. Kim and approach the surgeon.

---

On that same night, both Mira and Uche had gone to Kante's known house and return, but they found
nothing.

They couldn't find the bastard in his house after searching everywhere thoroughly, and the surrounding
areas, in fact, it's almost as if the house haven't been visited for weeks.

They returned home after doing a fruitless search, they both sat on the chair staring into the air and
thinking differently, eventually, Mira broke the silence a few minutes later.

"If the cops are as smart as they should be, then all exist out of the city should be blocked. But those
idiots will still be waiting for the three witnesses to wake up so they could question them to get enough
evidence before acting."

She said, her expression distant.

"Then don't you think we should forward the whole conversation to them?"

Uche asked, also staring into the air.

"Right."

---
Seeing the two cops approach, the old surgeon couldn't help shake slightly, having the urge to
disappear. He had already accessed the situation and know that the cops are here to question him after
saving him from Snowflake.

They'll probably lock him if they found out that he had been living with that bastard for the past few
days.

"I...I never knew he was Snowflake, trust me, I didn't know nothing until today."

The old surgeon said, his voice trembling.

"You better calm down and answer us diligently, or else you will regret it."

Sergeant Kim said, in a cold threatening voice.

"I will, I will."

The surgeon replied, shaking.

"First."

Inspector Ray began to talk.

"I assume that that building in the outskirts belongs to you, to hide yourself from the gaze of the officials
because of the dirty work you do."

The man nodded.

"Then, that means you're Snowflake's colleague with the rest of your gang, so how dare you lie that you
don't know."

Inspector Ray said, his voice getting harsh.

"I will explain."

The man said, swallowing hard.

"Yes I work for the organ trafficking ring, but our company had nothing to do with Snowflake, we never
knew who he was. I only get to know him these days."

Sergeant Kim and Inspector Ray glanced at each other, then take a seat next to the man's bed.

Chasing Snowflake
"Continue, we are listening."

Sergeant Kim said leaning on the chair.

The old surgeon did not hesitate.

"This is how it begins. It all started with that Connect guy, he was kidnapped by our members and I was
asked to get his organs, as the only surgeon in the whole gang. On that night, I have successfully opened
his chest and get his two eyes, and I'm very sure he was dead at that night. I left him on the operating
table to attend to something online, but then, this man woke up, his opened chest has closed and he
was already walking towards his two eyes on the tray."

The man had a frightened look on his face as he explain.

"I was scared after seeing him because I never knew what he was, so I called the guards for help, and as
the guards got in, he quickly got one of his eyes in a hurry and escape through the window. Once he's
gone, i made my research and found out he's something called Connect, and could very well change the
scope of our business, so we made it our top priority to get him at all cost."

The man paused for a while, but as Sergeant Kim's cold gaze landed on him, he shivered and continued.

"It was on that same night when I got home that Snowflake visits, he came to me to help, I never knew
he was Snowflake as at that time so I helped me. He had several bullets in his body and was on the verge
of losing his life, so I brought him in and saved his life.

But while I was treating him, I... secretly transplanted Connect's second eye to him."

He said, not daring to made eye contact with the cops.

"Well, isn't that why you were kicked out of National Open University Hospital, exchanging people's
organ."

Inspector Ray said. After making countless research and asking around, they found out that the old
surgeon was kicked out of the National Open University Hospital because of his strange hobby,
exchanging patient's organs, transplanting one person organ to another.

"I must admit, you got a nice hobby."

Sergeant Kim commented as the man continued.

"I never knew what I did would pose problem for me, ruin my business and ruin the life of my comrades,
more importantly, I never knew what I did that night will be the key for the cops for knowing the identity
of the notorious Snowflake."

Both Sergeant Kim and Inspector Ray smile at the last sentence.
"I never saw him since I saved his life that night, until he came back two weeks ago, only to come and
appreciate the help I did with a lot of beating and torture, he took me on a journey to hell and back, and
I wish for nothing but death under his torture. He told me I ruined his life instead of saving it, I didn't
even know how he found out I changed his eye, it was only last week that I found out Connect could see
through his eye I transplanted to Snowflake."

"You mean, Uche could see through Snowflake's eyes, how is that possible?"

Inspector Ray asked, and the man nodded.

"Yes, the eye I transplanted to Snowflake."

"Makes sense, do you remember how we get to know both of them back in that company."

Sergeant Kim asked, now everything made sense to him. The fact that Uche was accusing Kante that day
and shouting about his dress, it all make sense now.

"On the second day he arrived at my house, he brought up a topic that caught my interest."

The man continued.

"He talk about Connect, saying the cops are taking him to the headquarters, thinking he was Snowflake.
He already know the importance of this guy to our company, so he asked me to contact the base and tell
them about the situation that the cops arrested Connect thinking he was Snowflake and they should
bring him back at all cost. I did just that under his command, only to hear the fate that be fell my people
when he return back at night."

"He came back that night with a sad face, I didn't know the reason so I thought he was sad because all
my people get killed by the cops."

"That bastard, he planned the whole thing, he had total control and we were a mere pawn in his game,
everyone of us including the trafficking ring."

Inspector Ray said with his fist clenched, thinking of how he had almost lost his life during that ambush,
only to learned now that they were being played, like a game of chess.

"The whole thing was done by him, the video we received that night, how we got Uche's address, the
ambush and how we lost Uche again. He planned everything, but why?"

Sergeant Kim said, his expression thoughtful.

"To use Uche as a bait and get us off his back, thinking we have finally arrest the invincible Snowflake."

Inspector Ray said, and Sergeant Kim shook his head.

"That's not entirely true, if he only wanted to use Uche as a bait, he wouldn't have sent the traffickers
gang after us, I can only guess he has something else to do with Uche."
Sergeant Kim said.

"Yes, he had a use for him."

The man said.

"A few days later after the ambush, he brought in those two people with me, torture them all day and
ask question about this Uche person. Then this night, he went out and brought Connect back with him,
unconscious. And that's when everything was revealed after Connect finally wake up."

The man's voice suddenly grow low and turned into a pause, almost like a suspense in dramas, making
the cop's curiosity grow as they move their chair closer to him, their gaze focused.

But just as the man was about to continue, someone rushed into the room, beards of sweat rolling down
his head.

"Sir, I think this is for you."

A young officer said, rushing into the room, he dropped a phone in front of Sergeant Kim and Ray.

"Open it."

They did just that and found a message sent to their mail, it was a record and they didn't hesitate to play
it after seeing the name of the sender.

"Uche?"

The two men whisper as the record started playing.

They listen to the content with a maximum level of concentration and their expression darken as it
played on.

The old surgeon was the first to be shocked when the record started playing, it was everything they had
discussed in the lab. Every single word Snowflake had spoken carelessly was carefully played to the cops
now, and their expression darkened as they listen to it.

The record played for almost an hour before ending, and the two men couldn't help but go into an eerie
silence.

They couldn't believe what they had just listened to, it felt unreal to them, at the same time, felt as if
they had just uncover a great secret.

The silence stretches for a few minutes before Inspector Ray broke it.

"Are you sure this is not another plan to confuse us."

Inspector Ray asked.

"No, that's exactly what happened in the lab. Snowflake spokes casually and carelessly because he
thought we'll all die after getting what he wanted from Connect."

The old surgeon said.

"So, he really had a use for Uche. Interesting, thank goodness we get there in time, the world would've
been doomed."

Sergeant Kim commented.

"So what do we do now after learning of all of this."

Inspector Ray asked.

"Go look for Snowflake of course, publish an article of his story to the world, post his pictures
everywhere, seal his properties and everything that belongs to him and search for him everywhere, I'm
sure he's still in the city, so it shouldn't be hard for us. And more importantly, reward Uche by keeping
his secret from the world."

Sergeant Kim said.

"Huh do we still need to look for him? I mean, he'll die in the next few years so why chase him again."

Inspector Ray said with a shrug.

Sergeant Kim stare at him with disbelief clearly written on his face.

"We shouldn't chase him again? Do you know the amount of lives he would reap in that next few years
he had to live? And don't you want to kick his butt, you've been chasing him for years and almost lose
your life to him."

Inspector Ray smile.

"Right."

A Month

The cops had lived up to their word, keeping Uche's secret from the world and also cleared his name of
being Snowflake. While at the same time, searching for Snowflake with all their resources, but they
found no traces of him, not even his scent was perceived, it was as if he puffed off like smoke.

Both Mira and Uche had also been relentless in their search, but Snowflake was never found.
A week pass in their relentless fruitless search, and then another week pass, and another until it turns to
a month. And still Snowflake was never found, Uche had already entertained the idea of giving up on
retrieving his eyes, and just descend to the vampire world with his eye patch. And he had already
prepared to leave with Mira.

Infact, everything he needed had been packed, he had spent the whole month training with Mira and
learning several things, he had also learned some basic vampire skills but he couldn't use them for now
because he's still an half blooded vampire. At first, after Uche explained how he had drained the blood
of six humans, Mira had thought he had somehow become a pure blooded vampire so she had tried to
teach him how to feed on human blood a few days later, but he couldn't.

Not only was Uche afraid and disgustful of drinking human blood again, but when he finally had the
nerves to consume it, his body rejected it and almost lost his life.

Mira was really confused for this reaction, it is normal for an half blooded vampire body to reject blood
on their first try and give the same reaction as he did, so that didn't bother Mira at all, what made her
more confused was that this is not his first time, she's is very sure that Uche is not lying about draining
six cops dry, so why has his body rejected the blood on his second try.

'Maybe it's because of the amount injury he suffered and lost his sanity, but wait even a normal half
blooded could not survive that amount of injury.'

Mira had been wondering how and why for the last few days now, she was totally confused.

"Aren't you nervous?"

Mira asked, scrolling through her computer screen with a tired expression on her delicate face. She had
been on the computer for the past few days now, claiming that she needs to gather everything she had
learned in the human world and make a report to the officials back in the vampire world. So she had
been busy for the past few days, leaving Uche to train all by himself.

"Huh nervous? Why should I?"

Uche asked with an eyebrow raised, he was sitting beside her in the study room.

"I mean, most half blooded vampires always got nervous when going to the vampire world, after all,
they'll be leaving the human world where they are born and raised, to an unknown world they know
nothing about, so they are always nervous. And you that the vampire world might be dangerous for you,
seemed excited than nervous."

Mira said, glancing over at him.

Uche shrugged, looking away as he stare into the night with a calm expression. He was indeed excited,
even if he might be in danger if the vampires find out that he's not ordinary, he was still excited. Why?
Because he would finally be leaving the human world where he had been considered alien, although, the
same thing would happen in the vampire world if they find out about him, but Uche was excited
because he realized he can grow stronger and protect himself.

He had been living weak in the human world always on the run, but the same thing won't happen in the
vampire, at least not right now, because he would be able to discover his power and use his them freely,
grow stronger and create an happy life for himself.

The fact that he's different is for a reason.

He smiled.

"Nothing, I'm just excited, you know, finally leaving this hell."

Uche said with a smile on his face.

"I understand."

Mira replied.

"Arghh."

Uche suddenly screamed, his head down as he moves his hand rubbing his eyes. He felt as if something
sharp and hot struck his empty eye socket, leaving a burning sensation in its wake.

"Hey what happened."

Mira said as she quickly move over to him, worried.

The pain didn't last long though, and Uche raised his hand, signaling for Mira not to worry. The pain is
not new to him, and he couldn't lie that he had somehow missed this feeling, he had been secretly
expecting it for the past month, hoping Snowflake would contact him.

As usual, the pain turned into a distinct vision and Uche sit upright, watching calmly as the vision
unfolded.

For a moment, everything went dark, and then a dim light was suddenly cast above a sandy ground and
a long arm could be seen, stretched downward with a small stick hovering above the ground. A second
past before the stick started moving, and when it stop, Uche calmly read what the stick had written.

It was a detailed description of a place, and right behind it was another statement saying.

*Be there in thirty minutes.*

And then, just like that, the vision ended.

Leaving Uche staring into the air, with a smirk on his face.
"What's wrong."

Mira asked. Seeing the strange smirk on his face.

"That bastard, he finally contact me, he said to meet him in the outskirts in thirty minutes."

Uche said, staring into the air.

"Just at the right time."

Mira commented.

"But we need to be careful this time, he surely will have another trap for us."

She said.

"Yes, but I won't let him go, he will never escape this time around."

Uche said, his expression determined.

"Then what are we waiting for, let's go right away."

---

A couple dozen minutes later, both of them found themselves walking on the junk filled streets of the
outskirt, they continue walking deeper into the outskirts, going from one road to another, and one
street to another, looking for the place Snowflake had asked them to meet.

He had given a detailed description of the road they would walk through, to get to their destination.
There are no formal address in the outskirts, so finding a place is extremely hard for the city people, but
still, somehow Snowflake managed to give a detailed description of how they are going to locate their
meeting point.

With the description still fresh in his mind, Uche continue leading Mira deeper into the outskirts, both of
them calm and composed, even with the strange atmosphere of the outskirts, calm and eerie.

Until they got into a strange street.

The street was strangely full of people walking on the junk-filled road, and there are people selling stuffs
on the side of the road. The street was bustling with lives, happy and cheerful, even though it was
already night.

The street was strangely busier than any street on the city.

What shocked Uche the most was that he had been to this place before, but he couldn't remember
when.

"Is this the street we are supposed to meet?"

Mira asked, and Uche nodded.

"It looks different from other street on the outskirt."

She commented, looking around her surroundings.

Hey Buddy

The lively atmosphere of the strange outskirt street seemed more eerie than the silence they had
encountered before getting here, the vibrant energy seemed to hide something far more sinister and
dangerous beneath it.

It was nerving.

Uche was searching through his brain, trying to remember when and how he had been here before, the
street feels strangely familiar.

Then it popped into his head, looking to his right, he saw a tiny alley of two building, and then he
remembered.

'That day.'

He suddenly remembered the day he came here, it was the same day he had saved his boss from a
group of three students, who sliced his ear off in the process. He remembered that he wandered the
outskirts on that day, in attempt to get stupid thoughts off his mind, then he stumbled upon this street
in the outskirts, unknowingly.

And right in the alley of these two building was where he saw a man, singing his song while also
criticizing him, but the man is not there right now.

That day, he had been enthralled by the lively atmosphere of the street, how happy the people lives, but
right now, it's not the same. Their happiness seemed forced.

"I think something is wrong."

Uche said, stepping in front of Mira to stop her.

But before Mira could say a word, the people suddenly moved in a strange motion towards them,
weapon drawn, all the people from the street stalls, everyone walking on the road, people emerging
from the buildings. They all moves towards them, with their weapons drawn and in an instant, the two
were surrounded.
"I guess he brought us into his gangs."

Mira commented.

"No."

Uche shook his head.

"I think they're forced, either being control or something else. I've seen these people before, happy and
lively, but not this fake one."

He explained.

"Who cares, they are against us and are our enemies, don't hold back."

Mira shouted as she charge forward and Uche followed.

The people had all kinds of weapons, and it was all rained on them in frenzied manner.

Uche fights with his hand, his fist sending each of them flying back, while Mira summoned a sword, a
bloody sword that weaved itself out of nowhere. The sword moves in an astonishing speed, reaping
several lives in mere seconds.

'She's killing them.'

Uche thought, seeing how Mira moves with her crimson sword, leaving dead bodies in her wake, Uche
himself had purposely been making them pass out from his punch, by putting enough strength. They are
being control by someone, probably Snowflake, so Uche didn't want to kill innocent people.

"They're innocent, why killing them."

Uche shouted, his voice barely audible, as it was swallowed by the people's scream of pain, but Mira
with her enhanced ear, managed to hear him.

"What does that matter, they clearly want us dead, if you don't kill them they'll kill you, remember?"

Mira replied, slicing another head down.

Uche knew what she said is true, even if they're innocent, the only goal they had is for the two of them
to die, so they shouldn't spare them too.

"But still..."

Before he could finish, he felt something sharp coming from behind him, sharper and dangerous than
any weapon the people of the outskirts are using. He quickly roll to the side, avoiding the attack by a
mere breathe of air, but before he could get back up, the person was upon him again. The sword moving
flawlessly like the flight of an eagle.
Uche didn't even have enough time to react and he only manage to avoid the sword from slicing his
nose off, but it still manage to leave a stretch mark on his face, right below his eyes, blood dripping off
from it.

"It's been a long time buddy."

The person wielding the sword said, in a sinister tone, and as Uche look up, he could see the person
clearly, although he had know who it was without looking at him, but still, he couldn't help.

"Snowflake."

Uche said, as he slowly get up, rage boiling within him, the mark that Snowflake had just left on his face
is not healing, which only mean the bastard is using that strange weapon again.

"What's with that look, didn't like the welcoming party?"

Snowflake said, still in his sinister tone.

Uche shook his head, looking at Snowflake with intense gaze. The madman has gone through incredible
change since the last month. Not only has his swordsmanship skills improved a lot, but his physical
appearance has also gone through a change.

His usual dull and calm face that always shadows his non human demeanor has completely gone, now
from just looking at his face, someone could guess that this is not an ordinary person. His eyes tinted
with hatred, his spiky red hair had disappeared, now replaced with a long shiny red hair that flow and
dance freely behind him, as he moves.

To top it all up, he wore a sleek black robe, making him look like a grim reaper, born with hundred years
of resentment towards humans.

"Ah."

Uche snarled, his enemy appearance is somehow breathtaking and eerie at the same time.

"I'll kill you today."

He shouted as he charged forward, all his strength directed at his his fist which was aimed at
Snowflake’s chest, but the serial killer simply deflect it with his sword, leaving Uche now choice but to
quickly move back after his fist made an impact with the surface of the cursed killer sword.

"I must admit."

Snowflake said, a sinister grin on his face as he prepared to launch another attack.

"You have prepared quite well for my return, but same thing goes to me."
 Connect's Eye

The last time the two of them fought, Uche had reflex had not been as incredible as it is now, he was
able to avoid his fist from being sliced by the sword because he reacted the instant Snowflake brought
his sword to deflect his fist, he twisted his arm to the side and punch the flat surface of the sword.
Which means he had gone through some kind of training.

But Snowflake wasn't surprised, he wasn't just hiding and sleeping for the past month, and Snowflake is
naturally stronger than him.

His sword moves again, in a thrusting motion, hoping to pierce Uche's chest and fish out his organs.
Uche of course, didn't wait for the sword to get to him, he moves to the side, avoiding it completely and
moves forward with a punch heading towards Snowflake. But the bastard is too swift and cunning, he
suddenly moves his sword back and attack with it again, before Uche's fist could even get to him.

His sword was aimed at his neck, making him stopped abruptly, fear of being slashed. The fight continue
with Snowflake having the upper hand. His movement was swift and his attack was cruel, he gave Uche
no chance to breath as he attack from all sides. If it was any other person, they would have been dead
by now, but Uche is no ordinary person, he's a vampire or rather an half blooded vampire, a strange one
at that.

Although the wounds he received from Snowflake sword are not healing but he had managed to avoid
some attack that could've possibly cost him his life, most of his training sessions with Mira was how to
survive this kind of situation unharmed, a situation where he would be faced with stronger opponents,
and that's why he had been fairing quite well against Snowflake.

But he still received some injuries.

"I must admit, your swordsmanship is unmatched."

Uche said, spating out a mouthful of blood.

A few cut could be seen on his body, blood slowly dripping out of it. He threw a quick glance at Mira
who had knocked out more than half of her enemies, and she's surprisingly unharmed. Uche knew he's
no match for Snowflake, the crazy serial killer is too strong for him, so he was hoping to buy time till
Mira finished up her enemies.

But Snowflake is not buying that, he charged forward again, and said.

"I was expecting more from you. Don't tell me that's all you have to offer."

Snowflake said as his sword rain down on Uche like a thunderbolt. Instead of trying to avoid the sword,
Uche simply throw a punch with his left hand to deflect the sword, while his right hand prepare to lunch
an attack. But it was as if Snowflake knew exactly what he's planning, he simply move his sword at the
last seconds, twist his body in a strange way making Uche hit nothing but air. Then the tip of Snowflake’s
sword slightly cut his cheek, blood dripping off from it.
They engaged again. Now Uche decided not to block or avoid his opponent's attack anymore. Everything
had been futile before, so he decided to go for the attack now, disregarding any form of defense.

After all, his body will heal later even if he got hurt badly.

Snowflake continue with his brutal attack, swinging his sword dangerously at Uche, and each swing left a
terrible cut on his body. But Uche didn't mind, he also continue throwing punch after punches,
relentlessly, although, none of his attack had yet to hit Snowflake because he was avoiding every single
one of them, while deflecting a few with his sword. And that's exactly what Uche wanted.

If he could keep his opponent engaged with an attack of his own, instead of being on the defensive
mode, he would find a perfect timing to land a hit on him.

And so he did.

Just as Snowflake avoided another of Uche's punch by moving backward a little, he thrust his sword
deeply into Uche's chest, making it come out at the other side. He drew his sword back and was about
to make another attack when Uche's left fist hit his chin unaware. The attack shifted his jaw, blood flying
out of his mouth with a few useless teeths as he was sent flying back.

Uche also staggered, but stopped himself from falling down, blood was pumping out of his chest like a
running water, and his vision was slowly becoming blurry. But he still forced himself moving forward.

This is his only chance to retrieve his eye back, he knew Snowflake wouldn't be able to handle his punch
with full strength included, that's why he had deliberately endure all of his attack to land a hit of his
own, then retrieve his eye.

"Arghhh."

Snowflake growled roughly as he rolled on the floor, trying to help himself up with his sword. But Uche
was already standing before him, he threw another punch to his stomach, sending him flying back again.
Now, Snowflake could be seen lying flat on the junk-filled street of the outskirts, several bodies lying
besides him, unconscious.

Uche approaching him again, his own strength also fading away, slowly, but he still push himself
forward. He look around and found Mira standing at the edge of the street, her hand crossed as she
stare at him.

It seems she had finished off her enemies.

'She didn't kill them all.'

Uche thought with a smile.

"Will you just keep smiling there? Retrieve your eye and finish him once, this place reek of blood."

Mira said as she saw him smiling.

And just as she said those words, several figures emerge from the alleyway that led into the street at the
front, they move towards them in a well organized manner.

Mira turn to look at them and immediately knew who they were.

"Damn this cops, why would they appear now of all time. Retrieve your eye quickly and let's go, they're
here for him."

She said, pressing a few button on her wristwatch and a bike appeared right in front of her.

Uche did not hesitate lowering himself down to Snowflake’s height on the floor, he raised his head up
with his robe, then stared directly into his eyes. The crazy killer tried to resist, but he had been weak
incredibly by the two punch he received from Uche, blood flowing out of his mouth.

Just as their two eyes met, Uche had removed his eyepatch before approaching him, so as their eye
made contact, he immediately felt something crawling under his eye socket, as if countless tendrils were
emerging from his eye socket, and so they did.

Bloody red tiny tendrils emerge from his socket, they crawl out and move with a lightning speed, made
contact with Snowflake’s left eye, and forcefully drag it out of its socket. Making the serial killer
screamed in agony.

Mira looked away in disgust and focused her attention on the cops who were only a few meters away
from them.

'How is that possible?'

She thought, her belief was that Uche will fish out the eye with a knife and go for a surgery, but he had
simply retrieved it by staring into the killer's eyes. That ability is eerily incredible.

'He never stopped to amaze me.'

She knew Uche would become a wanted in the vampire world if they knew about everything he could
do, just like the human world, they'll be those who want to exploit him and those who want to end him
for good.

But she don't need to think about that right now, it would be what they had to deal with in the future,
because right now, they have another problem. The cops had started shooting after hearing the painful
scream from Snowflake.

Mira briefly glance at Uche and asked.

"Are you done."

Uche didn't reply, instead he turn around and look at Mira making the young woman look away in
disgust once again.
"Damn, just get on the bike and let's go."

She said as she turn the bike around, and sped off as Uche got on it. His eyes had been retrieved from
Snowflake, but it hadn't been fixed into him. The tendrils were busy stitching it into his eye socket, but
the sight wasn't entertaining, nor pleasing, that's why Mira had look away as it was disgusting.

Leaving Everything Behind

The cops had not given up their search on Snowflake, they had search every corner of the city, each
street had been thoroughly patrolled but they found no traces of him. They knew for sure that he hadn't
left the city, so they made their search limited to the city alone.

After everything they did to look for him had result to nothing but futile, they decided to take a break
after a month and planned on their next approach. But on that same night that they agreed to take a
break, a very stinky man that look no less than a beggar barged into the headquarters and called for
help.

The young officers wanted to kick him out thinking he has gone mad, but Sergeant Kim came out and
decided to listen to him.

The poor man claimed that he lives in the outskirts, but make a living by singing and bringing news from
the city and selling it to the people of the outskirts, so he visits the city time to time for new updates. He
claimed that when he returned to the outskirts some hours ago, he found the atmosphere strange. The
people were acting normal but the atmosphere was strangely different, then he started looking around,
searching for what's wrong.

Then he found it, every corner of the street, countless deadly weapons had been kept in every part of
the street, shop and every corners of the street. He asked what's wrong, but nobody answered him, so
he came to report before something bad happened.

The cops were reluctant to believe what he had said, but with Sergeant Kim around, he decided to take
a few squad with him and follow the man back to the outskirts, at night.

And when they got there, it's not what they had expected.

Although the street was silent when they got there, but they knew something has gone wrong as the
street reek of blood, so they decided to be cautious and not act rashly.

Not until they heard a painful scream that they instinctively fire, and what follow next was the silent
humming of a bike, escaping into the darkness.
"Follow them!!!"

Sergeant Kim commanded. Half of the cops follow them, while the other half stay with Sergeant Kim,
they began examining the street and they found out that a war had broke out here.

"On the surface, it looks like a fight between the inhabitants of the street, but it's not."

Sergeant Kim said as he got up from the corpse he was examining, they found out that not all of them
had been killed, many of them were purposely knocked out while a few unfortunate ones were killed.

"The damage would be more than this if it's a fight between the inhabitants of the street. Have you
located where the scream came from?"

Sergeant Kim asked.

"Yes but it looks like the person had crawled into one of the buildings, we'll go after them."

One of the men replied. Sergeant Kim had asked his men to locate where the painful scream came from
when they got into the street, after the person that escaped with the bike had fled from that area.

"Sir come take a look, it's Snowflake."

One of the men shouted from inside the building.

And just like that, the invincible Snowflake fell into the cop's grip, literally.

---

Several minutes later, Uche and Mira got home safely, escaping the cops was not a problem so they got
home with relatively ease. And by the time they got home, Uche's eye had been fixed back successfully,
but he had lost a lot of blood on the journey back home. His wound is not healing so blood was flowing
out of it with no resistance.

He was barely conscious.

Mira quickly took him into the treatment room, take care of his wound and prepare some meat for him.
Uche couldn't consume blood yet so it will take him a while for his wound to completely heal and after
his body healed completely, he would need something to restore his energy which is why Mira had
prepared a lot of meat for him.

'I still don't understand why meat helps him restore his energy.'

Mira thought, staring at him lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully, his eye had gone back to normal so he
don't need an eye patch anymore.

After treating all his injury and prepared enough meat for him to eat when he wakes up, Mira couldn't
help but wondered what type of sword Snowflake was using. Not only did it stop Uche's healing but it
also left several cut that each one is deep enough to take an ordinary humans' life, even a normal half
blooded vampire's life. But thankfully enough, Uche is not a normal half blooded vampire.

He's beyond normal as far as she knows.

Mira stare at him as he sleep peacefully on the treatment bed.

"I guess you can now leave everything behind and move into the vampire world and start a new chapter
in your life. I hope you live a low key life and survive in our world, I can sense something great in you."

Mira muttered under her breathe, her gaze not moving away from Uche.

She also hope the two of them won't have to cross swords in the future, that's why he had wished him
to live a low key life.

---

Uche slept for the whole night and woke up the next morning, feeling hungry, the first thing he did was
greedily consumed the pot of meat he found right besides him, then he felt refreshed. His whole body
had completely healed and his two eyes are back to normal, he could now see clearly with his two eyes.
He was still in the treatment room and Mira is nowhere to be found so he guess she had gone back to
continue with the information she was piling up for report in the vampire world.

"I guess she'll be pretty busy before we leave."

He muttered under his breathe. Just as he was about to get off the bed, the door slid opened and
coming into view was Mira with her pyjamas hanging loosely on her shoulder. She seemed different
today though, the energy around her felt different, almost charming and Uche had the urge to rush over
and embrace her tightly.

"Oh you're awake."

She said with a faint smile on her face. Uche nodded, still bewildered by the sudden change of energy
around her. Mira is someone who always walk with a cold indifferent expression and a chilling aura
around her, but that's mere on the surface. Only the people who are close to her will know how warm
and charming she can be, Uche also knows that even though he hasn't spent a lot of time with her.

But today though, even the cold chilling energy that always move with her was nowhere to be found,
now in its place was a more welcoming and charming energy.

"Let's go, I've prepared breakfast."

Mira said, interrupting his stupid thoughts.

"Huh yeah."

Uche said as she followed her behind.

The dinning had already been set, it seems Mira had been busy preparing breakfast while he was
sleeping lazily.

They wasted no time before digging in and chat away. As they eat and chat, Uche couldn't help but ask.

"You seem the happiest today, may I ask why?"

Uche asked, staring at her intently.

Mira raised an eyebrow, asking a silent question like, 'huh me?', Uche nodded and Mira smile in
response, swallow a large chunk of meat without chewing it and speak.

"Nothing really, you know, finally going back home after leaving for more than a couple years. Although,
it's always boring back there, apart from fighting here and there, nothing really interesting compare to
the human world. But I can't deny that it always feels good thinking of going back home, sweet home."

She said, her smile unwavering.

"Well, I wouldn't feel the same as I'm not going back home, rather I'm going into an unknown world. Not
that I have somewhere to come home, after all, I'm not always welcomed anywhere. But it still feels nice
going back with you, at least, there will be a room for me to grow stronger."

Uche said, a faint smile on his face.

Mira stopped eating, then stare directly into his eyes.

"Uche, it'll be better if you live a low key life in the vampire world, just like you have been doing here.
The more time I spend with you, the more I know about you, and I've come to realized that you're
someone different, far different than I have imagined. And your appearance in the vampire world could
cause a disaster which might possibly leads to your death.

Just like here, there would be those who want you dead for being different, and there would be those
who wants to use and exploit you. I've been thinking about it for the past few days but couldn't come up
with a solution, the only solution is for you to maintain a low key live. Of course, you can decide to
remain here to avoid those trouble."

Mira sad, feeling a little disheartened and sorry for him.

Uche kept quiet for a while, then shook his head.

"No, I'm not staying here anymore. Whatever the case might be out there, I'll have to endure it and try
not to raise any attention. I'll find out more about myself, find who I really am and if there are others like
me. You don't need to worry, you have done nothing but help me till this day, I'll surely find a way to
repay you in the future."
 Into The Badland

Everything they needed for their journey had been prepared beforehand by Mira, Uche had packed all
his luggage and same as Mira. Now the house look rather empty after some unwanted stuffs had been
discarded, all they needed now is to leave and began their journey to the vampire world.

Uche threw a long last look at the large apartment as they both step out, he couldn't help but asked.

"Are you just going to leave it here like this?"

Uche asked, still staring at the large apartment.

"What? Am I supposed to take it with me?"

Mira asked, already taping the screen of her wristwatch, probably to summon her trusted bike.

"I mean-"

"Don't worry, I already put it on sale, the new owner will take possession of it in two hours time."

She interrupted him.

"Oh wow, that's great of you."

Uche replied. She had claimed that she brought the house as a whole when she first got into the human
world, so Uche knew it would be a waste if she left it here empty, but it seems she had already sold it
off.

"Now shall we set off."

Mira said with a smile.

Uche nodded, finally moving his gaze away from the apartment, then he turn around, but his heart skip
a beat immediately as he take several steps back.

"What...is this?"

Uche asked, still stepping back with his hand pointed at a strange object that had just appeared in front
of them.

The object stood no more than the height of a laptop, but hovering above the object is something Uche
haven't seen before. It looks like a shimmering light of different colors that went inside, it's round in
shape with azure blue being the first color and the color covering the whole part, but looking deeper
into it, several shades of different colors could be seen shining brightly within it.

Uche haven't seen something like this before, it looks magical, but still, he's petrified.
Mira couldn't help but laugh at the frightened look on Uche's face.

"Ha haha, you're over reacting. This is a teleporter, and it would take us back home."

Mira said, pointing at the shimmering circle that stood in front of them.

"A teleporter? You mean those magical device that can transport someone from one world to another,
in an instant?"

Uche asked, a hint of disbelief on his face.

Mira nodded.

"Exactly, the teleporter device has opened a one time portal that would take us back home."

She said.

Uche couldn't help but stare at it in disbelief. Now it all make sense, he had been wondering about the
means of transportation they would take into the vampire world, and how they would get there. He
always thought the vampire world is another city or maybe another country that only the vampires
inhabitates, but he was wrong.

The vampire world is in another world different from the human world, maybe another planet, he's not
sure, but all he knew is that the vampire world is not on earth.

"So a teleporter does really exists."

Uche muttered, moving closer to Mira.

"Yes, and there are different countless devices you would find when we get there. Let's not waste time,
they're waiting for us."

Mira said walking into the shimmering portal.

'It seems the vampires are really advanced in technology.'

Uche thought, slowly walking behind Mira, he felt as though he's walking into a fantasy world.

They both step into the portal and immediately Uche feel...nothing, it felt as if all his senses had been
extinguished, he felt numb as several rays of light shines before him.

It all lasted for a couple seconds as Uche could finally feel himself, he felt his feet standing on a hard
surface, meaning they hard got back on land.

He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was a legion of swords raining down on him from all sides.