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I let out a short breath and walked toward the place I had asked to meet Cardin. Right on the edge of the school, where the waterfall fell. He was there, waiting for me with his arms crossed.
"Well, why did you call me out here Arc?" he sneered at me. "Did you get the shit I wanted done?"
It said a lot about the person I was that some part of me was still screaming at him to run. "No, I didn't" I answered, my voice was cold to my ears.
"And why is that?" he asked, anger blazing through his voice. "If the papers aren't done by tomorrow I am going to get my ass chewed out."
I walked over, standing face to face with him. "I..don't think that will be a problem"
He shoved me. "Who told you to think?"
I looked at him for a moment, thinking about what I was going to do. Part of me wanted to turn back, to stop this while there was still time.
But the part of me that wanted this was a lot stronger, and it wouldn't be denied. I pulled free my blade from the sheath and plunged it into his stomach, twisting the blade. "It won't be a problem, because you aren't going to class tomorrow" I pulled free my blade and he dropped to the ground, a hand over the blade wound.
"Wha…what the hell?" he breathed, looking up at me with fear in his eyes.
"I don't know, ask when you get there" I slashed again, my blade plunging into the side of his neck and cutting clean through to the other side, sending his head rolling free. I stepped away from the body, dropping my blood soaked blade and looking at my hands.
"Bravo, Bravo, Encore, Encore!" I heard a clap from the darkness as Vale's number one criminal Roman Torchwick walked out of the shadows. He walked over to the body and bent over, looking at it. "Kidding of course, he is quite obviously dead" he straightened out and looked at me. "So I am guessing you accept my offer?"
I gave him a nod, looking him in the eyes for a moment. "I don't have what it takes to be a hero, I never did" I felt a mad smile come to my lips. "I am tired of waking in the shadow of my family, I want to be free"
Roman laughed and walked over, clapping me on the back. "Freedom is the first thing I offer my boy" he put his fingers to his lips and blew out a whistle, summoning two more figures from the shadows. One of them was a tall man with bright red hair and a mask that covered his eyes. The other was a woman, whose body seemed to be covered by the shadows of the night. "Adam, ditch the body, Crimson get the transport ready"
The man picked up the body and carried it to the edge, tossing it over with ease. I followed after him tossing both my sword and shield down after him.
I was never cut out to be a hero. Heroes don't lie, they don't cheat, and they don't help people because of blackmail.
So if I couldn't be a hero.
At least I could leave my mark on this world as a villain.