The fall of the organisation is sudden, unexpected and ridiculously bloody.
It begins with the death of the founder, of course, this had actually been expected.
It was after all a time of short life expectancies and the man had been seventy-five, positively ancient in retrospect, it was an overall safe prediction to make.
There had actually been numerous countermeasures and guidelines set up, they were assassin's after all and knew better than anyone the power of planning.Yet, unfortunately for the organisation's continued existance, one rule remained absolute.
Only that man's family could inherit the iron throne of sins.
It was assumed that this would be fine, the man had four children, two of which were married with aspiring killers-to-be children themselves.
One should never assume - people die.
Admittedly the man going senile in his old age and shooting every one of them was not to be expected.
( The pyramid crumbling as the foundations disappear and all the kings horses and all the kings men couldn't get up again )
Cain is somewhat expectant really. There will soon be plenty of jobs for the taking, he predicts, with such a power vacuum being opened.
Those whom figured that they personally had potential would be raring tl go and practically biting at the bit.
Desperate to earn and to profit from the fall of the infamous organisation.
Because despite the organisation's desperate wishes. Everyone knows about them and everyone knew of them. It was never the secret they desperately longed it to be.
Cain hangs around London at the time of the grand collapse, content with watching from a distance as pandemonium reigns and chaos shakes the riverbeds. The mayhem is delightful.
( He does notice another watching from afar though, a short man wearing a strange foreign assemble and eyes decorated with deep bags. He doesn't seem to enjoy the chaos though. He simply observes )
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Freedom isn't really that different from imprisonment for Cain.
He eats the same food and walks the same roads and takes the same jobs.
He doesn't bother with changing profession.
Because something has changed.
He's happy where he is, gains excitement now - with his jobs - rather than enduring the monotony of reporting back to his handler after every single job.
Information isn't handed to him on a golden platter, for once he has to reach for it, physically stretch to meet that line and it's addicting. The rush and the thrill is back and sometimes it's enough to make him feel intoxicated and delirious and just plain drunk.
And now he has the ability to take time away from his main employment and research, test out different attributes of the akuma blood. Search for innocence or maybe even a stray exorcist or two. He is no longer confined by those constricting boundaries and it's somewhat nice to breathe.
Cain is free now: damn if he isn't going to savor it.
( It's not like be could ever fit in with normal society anyway )