Vanoss flinched at the sight before him. Crimson blood smeared across the stark white walls, dripping down it in fat droplets, landing in a pool next to the body on the ground. The dainty girl had been ran through with a knife when she was standing, and a capital "D" had been carved into her torso. Her eyes were still open, blank, unseeing.
Vanoss took careful steps around the obvious works of 'Delirious' trying to not disturbed the crime scene. Some trolls found humour in the idea that the 'D' stood for 'Dickhead'. Delirious didn't find it so funny. He tracked down one from the infamous internet group, ran him through and carved 'Delirious' on his torso. No one mistook his name after that.
Only seconds earlier had he heard the faintest of footsteps with his earpiece enhanced hearing leading out of the building. He heard the scream a few seconds before that, he made quick work of her. Vanoss had called an ambulance as soon as he heard the scream, but any fool could tell tht she's not getting out of that building alive.
Once Vanoss finished taking cautious steps around her, he bolted for the heavy duty metal door where the killer exited. The door lead to a stairwell, with multiple flights. Vanoss raced up as fast as his body would allow him, but he was still not quick enough. Vanoss burst out onto the rooftop and the starry night night greeted him, but no Delirious. Fuck.
Vanoss sank to the ground and rested his head against the door, collecting his thoughts. Faint sirens came tumbling down the streets towards the building. He better get going. Static crackled in the earpiece.
"Is he there? Evan, what are you doing?" Tyler's grainy voice rung out, warped by the earpiece.
"He's gone. I missed him again," Evan sighed, truly defeated. Delirious was a mystery. His style of kill is instantly recognisble, but his attack pattern is as random as pi. There is no pattern, no one knows when he'll strike next. When someone one manged to catch a fragment of him in a photo they wound up dead the next day. Vanoss sees him occasionally, he wears a white and red hockey mask and a blue hoodie. Delirious is aware of Vanoss, they both know that, but they have never spoken. The most contact they've ever had were the numerous amount of times Delirious has winked at Vanoss.
"Well get your ass out of there, the cops will deal with the messy stuff," Tyler replied. Vanoss picked himself up off the ground and headed back down the stairwell. The metallic smell smacked him in the face and almost sent him to the ground. Something catches his eye, something he didn't see before. A folded piece of paper in the corner of the small room. Vanoss creeps over and picks it up.
Eyes, Vanoss, they're everywhere,
-Delirious.
"What?" Evan cried, his voice rising several octaves with the question.
"I'm sorry Evan, but you living there is an opportunity too good to pass up," Tyler shrugged his shoulders. Tyler just got a call from the CEO of the business Evan's employed at, Evan needs to move closer to the city.
Evan, Tyler, Brock and David all live on the outskirts of the city, never noticed by people for 'suspicious activity'. They share quite a big house, big enough for their crime stopping hobby. Evan is the 'leader' of the group, but he believes that all of their roles are equal. Evan physically fights the crime, sometimes with the help of Brock, Early Bird, by his side. Brock works full time, he pitches in when he can, but he isn't available most of the time. Tyler is the strategist, he resides in Evan's earpiece and gives him directions. Nogla is the spy. He collects information from the criminals for the four to use against them.
"They'll pay half of your rent, providing you live with the photographer who works for the company. You two will be working together for a few months, the CEO thinks you two will be a power couplet. It'll be fine Evan, you can still come here when you aren't working," Tyler continued.
While Evan wasn't fighting crime and tracking down the infamous Delirious, he worked at a printing press as a journalist. He always got the interviews with the legendary Vanoss, who was as much a mystery to the public as Delirious was. Evan knew what parts of Vanoss to tell the public about to make sure he was in the best light possible, as no one else had ever spoken with him besides police officers. Without Evan's journalism, his alter-ego would be seen as a vigilante rather than a hero.
"Is there any information about the photographer that I have to know?" Evan asked, sighing as he pressed his hand to his forehead.
"His name is Jonathan, he's your age, and he's one of the best photographers in the city. He's participated in articles about Delirious before. You could try and press him for information about Delirious is he knows anything about him," Tyler explained, with a gleam in his eyes.
"Ok, so when am I moving in?"
In three days, Evan had packed his essentials into four boxes. It mainly consisted of his clothes and work equipment, but there was also some other personal items packed away, such as some fitness items that were easy to transport.
"Text us when you get there, ok? Stay safe," Tyler said, rubbing Evan's shoulder.
"Before I leave, there's something I want you to analyse." Evan pulled the paper Delirious left him from his pocket and gave it to Tyler. "I got this on the last mission, and I want to see if you can analyse the handwriting and see if there's any other finger prints on it."
Tyler looked stunned. "So you've got a target on your back now?" Evan nodded. "Please watch yourself Evan, we love you and you're crucial to taking down Delirious," Tyler finished.
Evan pulled Tyler into one last hug. David entered the room at the time and wrapped his arms around both of them, crushing them in his embrace.
"It's fine guys, I'll be back tomorrow night," Evan chuckled. The two escorted Evan to his car. David blew Evan a kiss.
"Maybe you're roommate will be hot, and you can finally get some!" David guffawed. Tyler joined in laughing and Evan glares at the duo.
"Give over, I haven't had a proper relationship in two years!" Evan replied, chuckling slightly. Sydney left Evan without any notice, only claiming that he was too boring and she needed knew experiences. If only she knew Evan was fighting crime any spare moment he had.
"See you tomorrow," Evan said as he turned on his car and started driving away, leaving the waving pair behind.