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Chapter 3: Meanwhile. . .

As Ben and Gwen are on their flight to the Philippines there goes our faceless figure. Is he friend or foe? Why does he have a Plumber's badge? And most importantly, who is he?

The last time we had seen him he went down a set of hidden stairs in a abandoned warehouse. No one could have noticed him, who in their right mind care about some guy wearing a cap, who could blame him hot as it was over there.

He didn't appear until it was dusk and the sun was setting over the horizon. He didn't look any different but he seemed to have lost some of that swagger that he had earlier that day. But he didn't get out through the warehouse, he just appeared like a phantom in a side alley close to the slums.

As he got out of the alley he looked up at the sky, to the East was the dark shadow of night whose colors shone were of magenta and dark blue to black and in the city where only the brightest stars can be seen, to the West was the setting sun it shone of bright colors of orange and blood red.

A tear shone on the man's face and fell, but before it had fallen to the ground the man swiped at it, the tear boiled away from the speed of his hand. His jaw clenched and he cursed then he walked into the bustling city streets of Manila.

Manila was like every other city, there were good areas where the rich and prosperous live and work and the not so good areas, places like the slums or ghetto or in their term the squatters, and everything in between. Even though Manila was a nice place and filipinos in general are very kind and hospitable people no matter from what parts of life you find them in, you can always find those that are the scum of society.

Our man walked into one of the tall buildings passing the security guard who looked like he was guarding a bank and not some regular old office building by flashing him an ID. The man didn't bother with the elevator and just took the stairs, and up he went all the way to the 60th floor. Surprisingly it took less time than he thought.

As he got out of the stairwell and entered the main part of the building he took the elevator to the next floor to have a meeting with the CEO of the company. When he entered the CEO's office it wasn't lavish but quite plain though it didn't seem to surprise the man as he faced the man sitting in the chair.

"Ah yes i have been expecting you" the man in the chair said, His tone was pleasant but hid something underneath, something bad.

"Please have a seat." But the man just stood there not a whisper escaped his lips.

"Would you like a drink?" asked the man in the chair, He was large but not tall he had a large belly which seemed to strain at his suit's buttons his hair was cut short like most filipinos, and had a wide mouth that looked like it belonged onto a frog but it was obvious we wasn't one of the local businessmen. As he waved his hand to a bottle with a glass next to it. But still the man didn't move.

"Well I don't get many unexpected visitors these days." He chuckled. "Especially those who wear a cap at night with pleasant company." And still the man refused to talk.

"Oh come now no need to think that i am unprotected. I have multiple guards that will come in at the drop of a hat, and don't think i wasn't expecting someone to come and assassinate me. Now, who sent you? Was it Reo? Or maybe Skint? I doubt that any company from this planet would want to take out a small business that only deals with cutlery. Now tell me who was it, I can pay double of what they're paying you and if you're wise maybe even quadruple if you know who to sell it to."

The man finally moved and place his hand in his pocket when the seated man pushed a button but nothing happened the man's other had threw something to the control board on the other man's desk it looked like a regular knife but it's handle was split and looked like they were attached to the blade on pivots.*

"Guards!" the seated man yelled but no one came."Who are you, who sent you?" Then the man grunted as the other man walked closer to him then with surprising strength the seated man threw his desk at his attacker, but the man just pushed the flying desk aside as if it weight no more than a feather. The seated man said "alright runt if that's how you want to play this game then you got it." he growled and took something from his face, suddenly the large man was replaced by a large green scaled alien with boulder-like fists with claws likes ice picks. He seemed to have gotten taller by three feet at least.

The alien lunged at the man and with surprising speed struck at the man only to find himself with several cuts deep on his arms and chest, he was bleeding heavily, blood pooling on the floor and noticed that the man had his arm stretched at an awkward angle which strained his tendons the alien knew that this wasn't no ordinary human or hired killer, he was formidable. Gripped in pain the alien asked again "who sent yo-gaaargh!" as the man twisted and he heard snapping, popping and finally cracking and broke his arm like a dried twig, tearing his tendons and bringing him into a new world of pain.

The alien couldn't figure out who was this man, the bones of his race were as hard as steel and the strength of their tendons and muscles matched by very few other races, but this man broke it as easily as a child with a dry twig.

As he started to beg for the man to spare his life the man still holding the aliens broken useless arm which was now bleeding worse than ever from his splintered bones, the man raised his knife, flourished it open and stabbed the alien in the throat. Before he could cry out he was dead.

The man sighed, taking a device from his pocket it looked like a bulky staple gun, he pointed it towards the dead alien, then to the room and in a flash of light all trace of the alien was gone and the room repaired itself as if nothing happened.

As the man walked out of the office of the alien and he looked at the bottle, considered it then left it behind. Leaving the building and walking around the busy nightlife of Manila Philippines, his face still in shadow from his cap.

AN: So how was it? Please Please review i really need it if you want to see this story finished. Also this was a pretty short chapter took me about less than three hours to write and i didn't even think about this, it just sorta came out. Don't forget to review!

Next chapter: What could happen on a 18 hour flight? i promise that the next one will be longer but the longer it is the less its like i did these others on the fly but hopefully it would reach 4000+ words. Also how do you like this man that i am keeping so uptight about, but don't worry Bwen fans we will be seeing fluffy stuff next chapter!

*the knife that the man threw and used to kill the Alien was a Balisong, but most of you probably know it as a Butterfly Knife.