A/N: Hello minna! I am here with a product that hit me like a storm at 4 am. This chapter is like a prologue or a teaser of the fiction-draft I have in my mind. Pairings are also undecided. Please read, review and tell me your thoughts on whether I should make any progress with this or not. Thank you all in advance. You guys are awesome!
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR. Any resemblance to other fictions is completely unintentional on author's part.
Warning: English isn't my first language. So ignore any mistake with your gracious heart.
Targets and Heartlock
Night hangs down when the celestial sky becomes pitch black. Darkness arrives when the cluster of clouds hide the moon. People fall into a delusion that is sleep. But when the innocent slept, it was time the evil awoke. "Orb of night" will once again take a step in this enticing starless night.
The renowned "Martio hospital" in US was reverberating with life. The most powerful businessman of Italy, Ignazio Grazia was admitted here 3 nights ago. The hospital lobby was filled with intimidating subordinates of Ignazio. But he was a stubborn old man who didn't have an ounce of respect for the world or his lesser men's worry. He completely isolated himself on the 5th floor not even letting his family to stay. Just a few guards here and there leaving his co-workers crowding in the lobby and doctors with huge headaches. Food poisoning, ill stomach and an ever weakening heart. That certainly didn't stop his senile remarks towards the doctors and the nurses, successfully making himself the most unpleasant patient ever. But they waved it off as another whim of a filthy rich man.
An elegant looking car was parked in front of the hospital and a very stunning young lady emerged. She was dressed professionally and held her head up with dignity. "What are you getting yourself into now?" She grimaced while studding through the hospital lobby and went straight up to the 5th floor on an elevator which was booked entirely under the name Grazia.
Ignazio was unsettled. He told his daughter to come to the hospital with some important files and she was nowhere to be seen. He tried calling for the uptenth time but every time he cut the phone hearing, "I am gonna make you an offer you can't refuse. So state your demand before the time runs out...Beeeeep!"
He really should limit his daughter's movie time. Ever her phone was going Godfather on him!
He was ruminating over calling her daughter for the fiftieth time. But when the forty nine times was a failure, the fiftieth one would just follow suit. He almost considered giving up and calling one of his reliable sub-ordinates when the door to his private room opened gently and a beautiful girl moved in. She looked bored and blissfully unaware of her father's furious expression. She took a seat near her father's bed and sighed.
"Just what are you thinking, father? You are in a bad health."
"My health has nothing to do with this. You took your sweet time getting here. Now tell me that you brought those papers I asked of you."
"Of course. Anything you want. Here." She delivered a thin looking file with a glowing fire symbol to her father and he snatched it away fiercely.
"Good girl. You are a good girl," he grinned like a madman. She stared at her father for a while and then slowly asked, "How are you, father? By the way, you will have a heart attack if you keep snickering like that. "
Ignazio looked up, a bit shocked. But then smiled and said, "I am good and shut up."
She left after fifteen minutes.
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It was a dark and wintry night. Most of the guards of the hospital already went to the comfort zone of home to spend the chilly night. Guards that were still present at 5th floor were all engrossed in the midnight soccer game. Nothing bizarre could happen here anyway. They simply joked and some even intoxicated themselves to no return. The security was always fairly laxed on a game's night and the dark haired man smirked. Now he just needed a little more distraction to get the guards out of that floor. He clicked on a remote control and patiently watched the screen of the monitor from the control room.
There was a loud explosion in the secluded part of the 3rd floor alarming all the guards of the hospital. The entire security team rushed to the precise place leaving all the other floors completely void. Even some fearful patients came out quickly. Ignazio's subordinates were missing. Because inadvertently his daughter also met an unfortunate accident. The landline was conveniently disconnected as well and it would take a while to call the cops. A little ploy to buy time. Oh how he loved the rule of not bearing a mobile within the hospital territory! Yes, it was all going according to the plan.
He stood up from his temporary armchair with the grace of a wild tiger. He looked around the control room with disgust and left wordlessly disregarding the unconscious bodies lying on the floor.
Ignazio was apprehensive. There was an explosion and all he knew was that someone was after his life. One side of the building was destroyed and a few guards were heavily injured and phones weren't working strangely. The guards were busy checking on everyone of the 3rd floor and he felt deserted for the first time. "Oh accidenti! I need a drink!" He was clearly frustrated and was lost so much in his own thoughts that the dark figure occupying beside the window went unnoticed.
"In agony much, signore?"
Ignazio felt a chill running through his body. He slowly turned around and saw a man covered in black clothing from head to toe. The black scarf and hood made it impossible to determine the face. He was completely relaxed by the window with a dagger twirling around in his hand.
Ignazio paled and sat down on the bed with a thud. Words couldn't be formed and all that came out was a sorry cry of, "How did you get in? What do you want?" The raven was amused. He stood up and started to close the distant. Like a carnivore cornering its prey.
"It's really a wonder how a weak herbivore like you control the half of economic state. A wonder how a dominant man like you can die a dog's death." His voice was barely above whisper but every word went through like a sharp knife piercing his heart. Ignazio took a shaky breath and opened his mouth,
"Who are you? If anyone hired you then work for me instead. I will give you everything you want. Just...just name..." Rest of the words simply died in his mouth. The dark haired man was now looming over him with a pair of the most lifeless and cold eyes he had ever seen.
"Anything I want? It's a pity but I have been patiently waiting for to kill you." He smirked wryly and brought the dagger closer to his throat. "Won't you give me your soul?"
A cold sweat ran down his cheek. "You...you devil! Just who sent you? How did you even..."
"How did you get so ill suddenly? How come you are in this hospital? How am I going to kill you? Ah ha ha...Humans are such curios creature!" He put a little bit more pressure on the blade making a trail of blood glide down.
"Your life has been forfeited. Now you will die under the crescent moon."
"No no…Please spare me…Please!" Ignazio was near whimpering begging for his llife.
"I am disappointed. Where's the flame that indicates your name? In the end you are just a weak herbivore like all other and I will reap your soul." The raven chuckled darkly and just like that blood spurted in the room.
A silent scream broke out. But nobody heard it. A shadow crept out of the building. But nobody paid attention. A corpse was left behind with a crescent moon pin pressing down his throat. And it was discovered much much later. The world was thrown in a chaos the next day with the breaking news spreading like a wild fire-
"Ghastly Murder of the Bureaucratic Billionaire
Hunt for the "Orb of night" Begins"
The raven haired man simply laughed. A thin file with a glowing fire symbol forgotten on a nearby desk.
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