"Damn it!" The raven boy yelled out in pain, having jammed his gun for the third time it ended up shocking him. He would think it would be extremely hard to jam a gun made of wires and electricity, but what do you know.
Tossing the gun to the ground in aggravation it disintegrate as he gave up on trying for now, it wasn't like he couldn't just make another gun when he needed it. Pulling the cloak tightly around his neck to stop the cold from getting in, his eyes had shot down into the streets below. Another unknowing victim on his list. Without hesitation the boy jumped from the rooftops, another murder on the streets of Ikebukuro.
"Prototype 420 wake up." A soft voice was heard followed by a louder voice, "Prototype respond like you were told!"
A blonde man shot up awake, his green eyes giving the nearby scientist a glare, they were pretty much lucky they were hidden behind a bullet proof glass or they would of been beaten down in a heart beat.
"Prototype 420 awake alright?" He rubbed the back of his head, the bright lights in the room flicking on all at once. A monitor flicking on in front of him. "You have a new assignment," The voice spoke more calmly now that the machine was listening to him. A newscast was brought up onto the monitor as the boy stared it down. A killer was rampaging through the cities, one apparently the cops have yet to catch in the act or even know the whereabouts of him.
"The killer, now known as the "Virus" only leaves by traces of burn marks on his victims, seemingly not harming the outside of the victims skin but frying them from the inside."
Psy shivered, that was all he needed, a killer that may actually kill him.
The scientist behind the glass spoke again, "We need you to destroy this Virus at all cost."
Psy grumbled under his breathe as he hopped on one leg, trying to put his last boot on, "Whatever..." this was the last thing he spoke as he clipped on his monitoring bracelet and walked out the door at the sound of the unlocking latch moving.
Out on the streets, the raven haired boy sat on the roof tops, one finger swirling through the misty fogged air making the particles around it spark, while the other hand looked through his little booklet. It was funny to him how scared these people were, how terrified just hearing the viruses name sent shivers down everyone's backs. Only the brave civilians were the ones who would go out at a time like this.
Leaning forward as he stared at the ground, which was a good hundred foot distance, he noticed the streets were clear or in this case no one could be seen in sight. The fog being so dense it was no wonder no one dared to take a foot step outside.
He spoke to soon as he saw a bullet shoot right past him, the side of his hair pushed up from the large amount of wind. The virus jumped up, twirling around over the edge but keeping a perfect balance as his eyes set gaze into the fog. There just on the other side of the rooftop stood a blonde man with shocking bright green eyes that has just lit up enough to make him visible.
"Virus 138..." The man spoke in a soft tone, his gun held up over his shoulder in a lazy manner. "It's time to be deactivated."