AGENT: The Agent of Mutants

47. Her Backstory

[Author’s POV]

Silent.

Claire winced. He stopped his hand that was ready to launch an attack. No different from Claire, her friends were also furrowing their brows in confusion. They exchanged looks of astonishment.

Secretly, Nancy grinned as she watched Claire stop her attack.

“Kak?” claire was confused. Even so, he did not let his guard down and remained wary of the woman in front of him.

Nancy pitted, the corners of her lips raised into a thin smile. Without saying anything, he stood up slowly.

Unexpectedly, a light appeared from the top of Nancy's head. The light circled around the top of his head, then descended bit by bit.

As the light fell, her bright brown hair turned black, getting down past the face, Nancy's face changed completely from forehead to chin. The light swirled around his body, getting down to the tip of his foot.

Now the woman in front of them was one hundred and eighty degrees apart from Nancy Katherina. The only thing that doesn't change is the chocolate bead.

The girl had shoulder-length straight black hair, a bright brown bead with a sharp and cold gaze, her face did not look at all older than theirs, either, his sturdy and not too tall body was wearing the exact same clothes as Claire, only, his suit was dark red.

His appearance made the people of the entire room gasp in shock.

That.. was the first time.

They were really surprised... ‘Nancy’ is very similar to Claire.

They look so much like…

“For a long time no see, Kak.” Said the girl with a faint smile.

Claire covered her mouth, her hands trembling, her feet squeezing as if they were about to fall. He couldn't even believe what he saw.

“... Rhea?”

The six agents frowned in confusion when they heard Claire name ‘Rhea’. But they can deduce an assumption that is most likely true.

Meanwhile, Claire felt her blood boiling, she gritted her teeth. “RHEA WHY?! YOU... WHO DID THIS ALL FROM THE START?!” he clenched his hands annoyed, “that means...” he turned to look at Alan Clark, his father who was not breathing it, “..... THAT'S WHAT YOU DO TOO?!!”

The woman named Rhea was stunned, Claire's reaction was beyond expectations. Claire looked even more upset. But he covered his surprised expression and immediately pretended to be calm. He would not let his plans end in vain.

Rhea grinned, she brought her face closer to Claire's, then kissed her cheek. “Don't be surprised, Brother. The man deserved to die, because otherwise.”.

“... You're the one I'm going to kill.”

When Claire opened her mouth to speak, Rhea put her index finger on Claire's lips. “Ssshh. A special kid like you doesn't know how I feel.” Rhea. He had only said that as an excuse, but somehow his words had just come out from his deepest heart. Unplanned, he sincerely said that with emotion.

“So far you don't even worry about my situation. Too comfortable on top, until never look down.”

Seeing Claire's surprised face, Rhea realized that she was right. Because her brother wasn't even evasive.

Situation turned.

Rhea was annoyed to see that face. The naive face seemed to know nothing. No. gabe. This is not fair to Rhea.

He could not take it anymore, Rhea put both her hands on Claire's head, then pressed her a little.

“YOU SHOULD KNOW WHAT I FEEL!!”

[Rhea showed her memories to Claire]

The Flashback

1 December.

Noise entered my sense of hearing.

A festive feast, countless invited guests. Important people, top-class officials were also present. Varies, from the title of professor, famous investors, state officials, to several secret agents. People who have been successful, who if passed by the smell of money.

Today is my brother's birthday party, and what I mentioned above are the acquaintances of father and mother. It's strange, whose birthday, whose guests acquaintance. But he won't be a problem. Life is good, more than enough. The silver gold liquid that was contained in his life was already full, even now it was spilling out.

Isn't his life a dream?

I saw from a small hole in the roof of this room.

Wahh, a lot of people walk back and forth here and there. Dancing with a glass of wine they held in their hands.

Noise filled my house nonstop. Eh? Am I wrong?

Yeah, it seems wrong.

Errata, the girl's house and her parents. Sorry habit, I forgot that there was never a ‘aku’ between them. Haha..

With the noise above, I lay my body on this worn-out mattress. Looking at the moonlight as if it were facing me.

“You want to cheer me up again this time, Mr Moon?”

“Ah, you're very kind, sir. Only your light accompanies me grieve here every year.”

I chuckle, “Not..it's not that I don't grieve every day, but I grieve the most every day it comes.”.

Maybe I'm crazy?

Hahaha fine, but I hope more than that.

How... if you just die?

Ah, I always thought so without daring to steal a knife from the kitchen. Sorry again, my fault.

How, huh? I am already this desperate.

My family is a distinguished family. My father is a well-known billionaire, his work matters I'll tell you later. My mother... ah for a second, which mother? I have many mothers! Hahaha.no, not arrogant, I actually hate this fact. But, if my real mother had died while giving birth to me, and lastly, I have a half-brother.

Ah, that fucking woman. I remembered him again.

No problem, remembering not even my life has been ruined because of it. Don't introduce me, just say his name I can throw up.

I got up from my bed, and took out a piece of paper and a used pen.

I will write down my plans on this paper. Plans for my future. Just in case I lose the bet.

Yes, betting.

Every year I bet on God.

If the day after December 1 the world will end, then the bet is that I win. If that happens, God will have to promise to bring me to my mother.

But if it's not the apocalypse, God wins it, and I lose. And if that happens, I will make plans for my future. In other words, I was forced to walk forward, facing the world and its feces.

“Alright Mr. Moon, let's wait until tomorrow. Pray for me to win the bet, yes.”

I smiled, then got out of bed. Stepping on the tear-stained tissue, walking toward the small hole in the roof of this small room.

This place of mine is the basement, under the footing of all those who are having fun. No, it's not my hideout, my private lab, or any other ridiculous place I can't possibly have.

But this is my bed.

Pretty frustrating.

Darkness has been my friend since childhood. There's no need to be afraid. Even if there's a ghost, maybe he's tired of hearing me complain, tell stories, talk to himself.

I peeked at the situation above again.

“Ah, no one? But the music still hasn't stopped.” Mumbles.

Oh yea. They must be in the plane field up ahead. Huh, how could I forget? Haha, sorry again.

Every his birthday, he is always left to take a skip from school and vacation abroad for a month.

Of course it has no effect on me, I still live life like this underground rat.

All right, enough self-pity for today.

I want to get out, get a knife in the kitchen. Remembering.

All right, I'm ready.

Quickly, I opened the door that was on the roof of my bedroom.

There are no people, but I have to be quick.

I ran as fast as lightning towards the kitchen.

Oh shit, I forgot where the kitchen was.

Where's the…

Shit, I've been audited a long time not to come out. I forgot where the kitchen was.

Ck, let's focus.

Think slowly..

Ah, yes.

Well, I finally remembered where I could get a knife.

HAHAHA, hearing myself have this kind of intention makes me laugh. But why... I shed tears?

Ah, naw. My eyes are just sweaty, don't worry - Eh yeah, who's worried? I was just talking to myself with my mind that was almost crazy. Right, let's focus.

I ran up the stairs. Obviously the stairs, if I take the elevator, I'll definitely meet my guests.

Not as far as I thought, in front of me was already the kitchen now.

Don't waste a long time to choose which knife is the sharpest, I immediately took the knife in origin so as not to

“RHEA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!”

Shit, I got caught.

The woman's voice…

I looked back.

Ah, one of the servants in my house-erah, my father's house. Haha, right ‘myhome’ is only a narrow room that is underground.

“WHAT ARE YOU OUT FOR? WHAT PUNISHMENT WAS I WHEN IT WAS LESS PAINFUL?! YOU WANT ME TO ADD THAT, OKAY? UNTIL YOUR WOUNDS ADD UP, RIGHT?”

Damnit. He's so noisy.

Damn woman. Now my father's guests are looking this way.

My whereabouts are known, damn it.

I ran quickly with my treasure, I must leave immediately.

“Eh? Is that Alan Clark's discarded daughter?!”

I need to get to the underground fast.

“Daughter?”

Please.hush..

“You don't know? There was once a rumor that Alan Clark had a daughter who did not have any power from his second wife who had died.”

….

“What?! Really?!”

“Ssssh! Your voice is too loud, it will sound!”

“For what he brought a knife?”

“Then it was worth throwing away, he didn't deserve to live.”

“Ehh uh! He stopped!”

“Death to me, will he come to me for hearing these words?”

Though, i…

… take a knife.

Haha. I'm even…

… It's inappropriate to hold this knife?

Even to end my own life?

CLONTAN

“He dropped the knife!”

“He cried!!”

“Eh, he ran down, not up to me. Haha, don't you dare, huh? Definitely not going to dare…

… human despicable.”

... hina man?

I chuckle.

After closing this wooden door, I sat down on the edge of the bed. Pay attention to every inch of this blade with just the help of Mr. Moon's light.

I tried to scratch it on my index finger.

“Hmm... sharp enough.”

Blood flowed from my fingers, dripping down the edge of this bed.

“Master of the Month..if tomorrow I lose the bet again... I have to choose this one, or this one?” ask the Moon, showing a knife in the right hand and a piece of paper with a plan in the left hand.

I smile.

“True. You're right, Mr.”

CLONTAN

I dropped the knife in my right hand.

“It would be silly if I didn't try this at all.”

Haha…

I'm gonna destroy you.

You're.

This town.

This country.

This continent.

This planet…

… This world.

I smiled with satisfaction.

"Let's wait for tomorrow."