Sorry for the wait, I'm a monster. - Chai

More time kept passing and I was just working away, awaiting for the end of the shifts so I could go meet the gangs. As much as I was scared to create such a horrific event, I was also quite excited to make someone so pompous pay for their evil.

As midnight rolled around, I quickly got to just outside of the building where Reaver presumably still was, and I hid off to the side next to a wall, keeping my head down as I kept a gun just by me. Although I was told that the girl, Emily, had no chance of being here I was still on edge. As I scanned around the place, I saw no-one else from the groups and I sighed out thinking I was late and about to blown up or I was far too early, and as those thoughts were running through my mind, I was suddenly grasped from behind, a hand being forced over my mouth and I tried to let out a shriek, being dragged back more into the small alleyway. I fought back, scratching and kicking until I properly opening my eyes and seeing one of the main members of the 'I.B.D' looking down at me with a sour look.

"Sorry for screaming." I muttered as they removed their hand from my mouth, an eyebrow raised as they grinned at me.

"It's alright, it woke me up." He said in reply to them with a weak smile as a group or around 4 men in all black steadily ran past us keeping low to the ground, making their way around the building to the front, them kicking open the door and unloading the backpacks on their backs which obviously had the explosive in them needed to destroy the building, not to mention the man within.

"Are we really doing this?" I asked the small group in a hushed tone, and they simply nodded their heads to me. Of course I wanted this man dead, I wanted him dead even before he shot me and decided to rope me into his little game of fun, but there was something else. I just found the whole idea of literally blowing him up to be a bit barbaric. Also, because he was a hero, that means he might not die right away and maybe suffer a bit more. Slightly funny to see someone as intense as him weak, yet still.

"Of course," He replied to me. "Now, we had better get back unless you wish to be blown up, and I do not want to be." With that, he quickly moved from the shadows across the Industrial state onto the small bridge that connected Reaver's main factory to the rest of the Industrial state, and we stayed there perching on the bridge as we awaited the others to come back out, and that they did.

They were all practically running, having no regard for if they were going to be seen at this point, throwing themselves onto the bridge as we all got to the floor and covered our ears with our hands as suddenly an explosion sounded, the whole factory going up in intense flames and smoke. Many members clapped at this point in joy, but a few were just looking into the flames with a look of hate, almost as if saying 'You deserved that', as for me… Well, I wasn't going to just assume he was dead. It was time to go in.

As I tried to run back towards the building, more than one member of the 'I.B.D' grasped my arm in a way to stop me, but there was no giving in now, this was my choice to go see this. If he was going to die, I had to see It for myself.

Just as I was about to get to the building, a creaking sounded out just as the top and second floor completely fell to the ground with another huge explosion, the blast throwing me from my feet back a good meter as I coughed hard, my chest hurting as I saw the figure of someone crawling through the flames, and I knew it was him.

As I came back to my feet, the members of the 'I.B.D' still keeping back, I went to the figure, whom indeed was Reaver. As he saw me, he gave me this horrified look, almost as if he was seeing death himself, and he spun around and fell straight onto his back, his chest heaving.

How did he survive that blast?

I knew at that point I was supposed to draw a blade and finish him, but why was it I couldn't do it? Maybe it was the look on his eyes. It was no longer pompous or evil...but…Human. What was stopping me?

I drew my blade harshly from its holder, raising it up high as I stamped my foot onto his chest as he coughed out breathlessly, blood too flying from his mouth, but it was then my hand began to shake. The knife was ready, he was down, flames were everywhere, his industry headquarters was ruined, this was perfect! Yet…I just couldn't take his life.

Instead, I brought the knife down onto his waistcoat, tearing off the insignia (the two backwards letter R's in the triangle) and I tore it from him as he continued to look at me with a horrified look.

"Learn from this!" I shouted at him in a hiss as the roar of the flames blew my hair and clothes, most likely making me look terrifying.

I wouldn't be shocked if he even thought I was from Avo, some angel of death. My long dark hair flowing in the night air as fire surrounded me and shadowed me out, my foot pinning him down as I held his infamous symbol in the air.

"Do not seek us, Hero!" I shouted at him as he gave me almost a growl, attempting to move, but he seemed to hurt to do anything about the fact I was holding him to the ground.

Just as I was about to stand down, I felt extreme pain and pressure in my lower abdomen just to the right, and with a shake, my eyes slowly came down to look, and blood was leaving my body at an extreme rate.

I'd been shot. Yet, how?

I raised my head up to look forwards and I saw the young girl, his maid whom they said had no chance of being here, standing there with her arms elongated as she held a gun out, tears visible in her eyes as she too was bleeding from all sorts of places, her maid outfit tore and tears in her eyes, flames too surrounding her.

Slowly, almost like in slow motion, I fell back from the body of the tycoon and too the floor, not a word leaving my body as I hit the ground, my eyes to the sky as I felt everything go cold even although I was surrounded by flames.

I knew I should have never tried.

"Well done," I heard in the voice of the tycoon as he came to his feet, looming over me. "Now if you don't mind I'm going to-"

"Kill him!" His voice was cut off by the main leader of the 'I.B.D' shouting out as a group of men, all of them, came running at the tycoon as he wrapped an arm around himself, unable to do anything about his wounds as the maid girl ran at the crowd, only to be thrown out of the way, her small frail body smacking up against the brick walls surrounding the flaming factory.

It was then I blacked out.

When I finally re-awoke, I found myself in the Rookridge forest, and this suggested that I had been under for some time, and as I came to see, it was 3 days. Of course, I was told that what I did was terrible and that I should've killed the man when I had a chance, and of course, he got away, but not without Emily, his maid, they captured her. She was apparently being held back in Bowerstone Industrial for now with the 'I.B.D' as they tried to break her spirit, but apparently it wasn't working, so they wanted me to go.

Once I was able to walk again and my wound was tended to, I made the trip back into Bowerstone Industrial which indeed was very, very quiet and the factory had not been cleaned up in the slightest, but was still in ruins, and my eyes stayed on it for a few seconds as I passed it by.

Never before had I seen such fear in a Human being eyes.

I made my way into one of the smaller factories and down through a hatch I'd found into some underground tunnel and when I went in, of course I found the 'I.B.D', and with them, Emily. As soon as I entered, she struggled to get to me, but as she was tied to a chair there was no way she was going to escape from her bonds, but still, if looks could kill…

"I'll congratulate you on shooting me, you did catch me off guard, Miss Emily," I said to her, which just made her make a 'tsk' noise and turn her head away from me, but a member of the group forced her head back to watch me, and she did.

"Now, Miss Emily, we need information from you, and we may let you go. Why do you serve Reaver?" I asked her with a tilt of the head. I expected some form of reply such as 'I love him' or 'I was forced to', but that's not what I got.

"I want to."

All of us, even all the other gang members began to look at each other in disbelief of what such a young girl had just said to us all, and it was clear she was being deadly honest to us.

"Emily, look, why although? What is it about him that's so appealing?" I asked her as I clasped my hands together.

"Without him," She began. "Albion would be in ruins! He wants to make the world safe for us all and give work to those whom before could not have it!" She said in an aggravated yet confident tone as I kneeled down just before her.

"That man is evil," I countered. "He wants everyone to die for his own amusement!" I shouted to the girl as her look went from angry, to almost desperate or sad, her eyebrows turning upwards as her lips quivered.

"N-No," She stuttered out. "He wants others to live!"

I sighed to myself.

"Is that really what you think?" I asked her as she gave me a confident nod.

"Look, where are your parents?"

With that question she looked down, her whole body coming to a shake, some of the 'I.B.D' drawing guns just in case she tried anything.

"He killed them didn't he?"

She began shaking her head as she began to stutter underneath her breath.

"Then can't you see what he's doing is wrong?! If your parents are dead because of him that means he won't stop with killing you one day too!"

As I shouted that out to her, she let out a defeated wail as she began to sob to herself. Her spirit was broken finally.

"That's enough, Ana," One said to me. "Thank you for our time, we'll take it from here."

I left the underground at that point, coming back up into the air as I went to call a carriage to take me back to Rookridge forest to tell the news of the newly broken spirit of one of Reaver's most valuable assets, but as I was walking past a rather lonely alleyway, I felt my arm pulled and I was dragged in and before I could even scream, I was slammed up against a wall.

"Where in Avo's name is my maid you insolent brat!?"

It was him.