Chapter 2: Chronos and the Minders
"Didn't think so. Well, then, let's take this to the roof," Mr. Hazard said.
I turned around to realize that Semix was still standing there, staring me straight in the face.
Mr. Hazard turned towards the door and beckoned for Semix to follow. I stared at the two of them and thought that I was insane for a second there.
"Come on," Semix said as he yanked my hand.
We made our way to the roof of the building until I finally regained my sense of reality.
"What's going on?" I demanded as I shook free of his grip.
Semix turned around slowly to look at my eyes. He began to explain.
"The world is not what you thought it was, it's simple," he said.
"What? Why are you telling me this? What do I have to do with this?"
"You will be the leader of a revolution," he said gloriously.
"What? Who are you?" Then, I turned to face Mr. Hazard, "and who the hell are you?"
They both laughed.
"I suppose we should explain first, before we start a mess," Mr. Hazard said, "don't you think, Minder?"
"Agreed," Semix said as he nodded his head.
"What...?"
Mind..er? That rang a dim bell. "Just helping out a fellow Mind..." Was he trying to say Minder back there?
"What's a Minder?"
Mr. Hazard started explaining, "There was a war a while back, between the organization I belong to, Chronos, and a group of people called the Minders. They were..."
Semix cut in, "Let me explain this without bias please."
"As you wish," Mr. Hazard said.
"The Minders are a clan of strong fighters. We are given a choice of weapon approximately around your age. We imagine the weapon in our head and it becomes reality," he said.
Abruptly a large guitar with an axe head popped into his arms.
I took a step back.
"Oh come on," he said, "this is not nearly as repulsive as his weapon!" He pointed at Mr. Hazard.
I wasn't stepping back because it was repulsive, this fact just freaked me out. Wait...hold it, backtracking...
"You said, we...? You don't mean...?"
"Yes, Zalbar, you and I are the last of the Minders," he said, "We're the last of our kind after the war against Chronos."
He pointed at Mr. Hazard, again.
"So...this Chronos, are they Minders too?"
"Oh please," Mr. Hazard said, "Chronos is an organization that controls 1/3 of the world, subtly. We help maintain peace between countries. However, to do this, we need to get rid of the troublesome figures in the society. There are a group of high-ranking assassins within Chronos called the Chronos Numbers."
And with that, he undid his tie and ripped off a piece of his shirt over his shoulder.
I stared, VII?
"I'm number VII of the Chronos Numbers. Janus Hazard. You can just call me Janus. There are more or less XIII Chronos Numbers in total currently," Janus explained. "And well, I've been assigned to keep bring you back to the organization. The Elders have been keeping tabs on you, Zalbar, and decided that you might be a good candidate for a Number. It's a very high honour, you should be glad. But since I'm here, I might as well kill the traitor there. All his talk about rebellion is really starting to cause troubles for the Elders."
Semix rolled his eyes. "Sit back and enjoy the show, Zalbar," he said, "I'll explain more when this is over."
"Unfortunately, you won't be there to explain anything when this is over," Janus said.
"Either way, one of us isn't going to survive this," Semix said.
"True," Janus agreed.
And then, the battle erupted.