Epilogue:

Slowly he stalked down the hallway determined that on this night he would be rid of one more nightmare for himself, finally there was the door that held one of the men he could blame for what had been done. Pausing for just a moment to decide to open the door without his powers. Only to pause again when a gunshot rang out from the room startled he wrenched open the door only to see a tall young man barely 18 casually tossing the gun to the side. The moment he stepped forward he regretted it because the boy spun to meet his oncoming attacker. The two stared at each other for a bit neither one sure of the other. Then the boy opened his mouth to speak

"If you are his security I must say your services are no longer acquired here." his voice had a very distinct German accent you could tell that it was indeed his first language noting to himself. With that he side-stepped and a full view of the man behind the desk was seen. Shot right between the eyes an overall clean kill, then the boys slick voice interrupted his thoughts

"I am safe to assume you are not security then?" he asked pleasantly taking a seat on the corner of the desk,

"No I am not," it was all he could say while he rapidly tried to work everything out within his thoughts

"Then who are you?" the boy was cautious from judging by his tone, but not scared so he decided to reward the boy with a last gift

"My name is Erik Lensherr," and with that he whipped out his gun and fired

Erik had to give it to the boy he didn't even flinch when the gun was fired, he just sat there, as the boys body hit the floor he felt a pang of guilt for what had been done. For awhile he just stared then sirens could be heard approaching taking it as a sign to leave Erik started to turn around only to hear a groan escape from the boy. Once again Erik spun around a saw an astounding sight the boy begin to lift himself into a sitting position holding the bullet that had just pierced his throat then he spoke more to himself than to Eric

"Scheiße die Kugeln werden immer gut." He then looked to Erik and smiled continuing on now in english "I don't suppose if I shot you you'd be able to get right back up?" Erik for once was speechless he had finally done it found someone dare he say it, like him… and he had shot him point blank in the throat. Yet Erik could since no anger resting in the boys eyes just a guarded look, then they were both shook into reality as the sirens grew louder. "Well guess we should start fleeing the scene." He turned and began to exit through the window only to stop and glance at Eric before asking "Kommen Sie?"

Erik didn't know why but he followed this mysterious boy out the window and into the streets. Together they fled the scene without looking back one it was only as they ran that Eric noticed the boys numbers tattooed on his right arm the numbers 4367821, then it hit him this was someone like him in more ways than one. After they felt a safe distance away they slowed down and began to walk, it was only then that he realized he did not know the boys name he decided to speak in his native tongue knowing the boy would understand

"Wie ist dein Name?" the boy stared at Erik for a bit before deciding to answering in english

"Valsare, I am Adrian Valsare Mr. Lensherr" and with that he flourished a mock bow and continued on Erik slowly following in his wake.