For the second time in the day a weapon was being imposed on my face, although this time on the forehead. In Rudolf's gaze only confusion, fear and probably restlessness could be seen for hearing those words. The fact that he wanted to eliminate me at that moment showed the terror he had of that Jouska, and that no matter what I said he would just shoot to avoid listening anymore.
Whatever happens, I had already made a choice and that was the murder of most of those present. The question was how long that would take, since although I was patient that didn't mean #13 would be; he was already on the edge of collapse and stopping him didn't seem like an option.
In my view it was already too late, even if I wanted to stop my body, I couldn't. It was unheard of to fight with that personality for any longer.
After all, I called him.
Simply the void interposed itself in my mind, I had already given #13 permission to act. What followed would be an act of what I couldn't protect; the same past that would follow me and consume me.
If they were here with me I would be sure that all of them would give their approval to murdering them. Nothing could change my mind.
However...
Although they are dead, I don't know what they would think about my personalities. Would the girls be angry or try to empathize with me or would they see me with aberration like a pervert?, the boys would give their opinion on whether it would affect my performance or if it wouldn't drive me crazy. My brother would surely blame himself and cry asking me for forgiveness.
In any case, I'm sure they would be worried about me.
This is the outcome of the loss of my humanity.
Personality #13: "What's up, wasn't the deal fair?"
Rudolf who was trying to maintain some appearance at all, was only willing to pull the trigger.
But a part of him was telling him that just by trying to move a little, he would die. He didn't feel like he was talking to the same person who had tortured him all this time, his instincts screamed to get out of there as soon as possible, the person who was mistreated, defenseless, sitting in front of him, was more dangerous than he seemed at first.
His companions felt the same, an aura so intense that you felt like your chest was being compressed, a feeling close to death and by instinct everyone raised their weapons. Rudolf knew that if he didn't control his men a shootout would break out where even he would end up involved.
"I don't know who or what the hell you are, or how you know the name JOUSKA, but I know that letting you live until now was a mistake; leaving a monster like you in the world is like leaving our graves and everyone else's made"
My face changes as the conversation went on, moments where before I had the smile of personality #4, they unfolded and disappeared to leave the eyes of death, emptiness for me.
Personality #13: "I don't even know what you're talking about, but I can assure you that if you don't tell me something about Jouska YOU WILL END UP DEAD", my tone of voice starts to change.
It is a tone of play, a cynical and slightly eerie tone the presence that emanates from me.
The chains and ropes that had me tied up for so long creaked for the first time from the tension. None of those present knew what to do, in the short time of the personality change an uncomfortable and fearful silence had been presented.
Personality #13: "Do you think I was here just for fun?"
If these people don't dare say something in the next minute, something bad will end up happening. No! No matter what they say their fate is mine, it's already too late.
At that moment by a stroke of luck, though clearly for Rudolf; arrives the representative of the night. The son of a bitch who had made me wait for so long and who with the poor disposition of his ilk enters with the drunkenness of someone who can eat the world.
Yes, that was my answer. He must die!
He crosses the doorway and smiles like watching a spectacle.
Few people recognize a serial killer or a sociopath until they engage in formal conversation. But this person was different, it felt like his hands were full of blood and the aura he brought was not that of a simple killer. It was someone who murdered for pleasure, the murderous thirst of this person is putrid and disgusting.
Looking at me he could only recognize a 17-year-old boy, thin and probably with empty eyes, as if inviting suicide. In a few words he believes with certainty that I am not a threat to him.
But he hasn't felt what the others in the room have already witnessed.
Still, the aura that I denote is a different matter. This person releases his dominion without caution, with an aroma of libertinism that I usually find in those who do human trafficking or somewhat disgusting matters.
It was simple logic and good instinct to know what thing I had in front of me.
Personality #13: "You're a rapist and sexual predator, how low for someone of supposed utmost respect"
The murderous bloodlust that he showed was none other than the one that is released by the delight of murdering women, a creature like him would probably kill men just for pleasure. It's different, not random murder, you could see that he murdered his victims for sport and with bare hands, femicide probably, a pervert and abuser of women.
Personality #2: {in my eyes, or yours he is certainly disgusting, I am not mistaken and therefore you are not mistaken}
That means that for my second personality I am not mistaken. I have investigated each drug trafficker, expect what you will find is first.
Someone who enriches themselves from watching women suffer, the desire of the base desires of this world.
In addition to his degenerate appearance that gives the impression of being a drug user close to addiction or already in them. His face had the pigmentation of someone with poor eating habits and his eyes showed a slight yellowish tone, the cause was already obvious, drug use was taking its toll on him. Jaundice and countless other diseases were showing, if he continued abusing psychoactive substances he probably had a few years of life left or months depending on the damage.
For my eyes it's easy to perceive people's habits by seeing their posture, skin, color, pigmentation, way of walking, how they move. And yet....
Despite this something is not right. That someone so poorly cared for and with vice taking him by the neck is in charge of such a large organization is..., No!, This person is not the one in charge!.
I would distinguish the drug traffickers from those I saw in the database, and it has no relation to any of the capos I had seen or recorded so far.
So.... Who is it?
"Hello my dear guest, if it's not too late, I would like to apologize for the delay"
"My lord Peter, what are you doing here"
"Shut up!, can't you see I'm talking, ...haaa well let's continue my dear Heiss"
He already knows who I am, rumors spread like wildfire.
"although before that..."
In an interval as short as a blink, without the others noticing, he moved at high speed toward where I was, sending a kick at my stomach and sending me flying against the wall.
"Bamp...Crack" first the dull sound of my body hitting the wall and then the chair creaking as it took the impact in between the two of us, not enough to free me, but enough to weaken it.
This was already routine, but the force employed was incomparable to that of the others.
It was noticeable to the eye that this person was trained
"Do you know how much time you've made me waste?, not only are Colombian entities looking for you, but those from district 3 want you dead, and no matter how much I think about it I don't know how the smuggling is waiting because of you."
"And above all you have the nerve to call me a rapist".
Personality #13: "And?"
"The amount of money lost from all the production waiting amounts to several million, your attempted escape a week ago caused a fire in the products and reserves. And you still dare to say and what?"
Some would call it lamentable, I would tell them coincidence just to mess with them, but the truth is that my "supposed" escape, was actually an attempt to halt the production that would reach one of the poorest towns in the United States and with the highest rate of children in situations of substance use; the residues of coca and the worst of the preparation is what is being carried, in these businesses nothing is wasted.
And as some of the laws became lax in some states, they did nothing but poison the consumer with the worst they had available.
It was a bit of empathy I suppose.
It's not that the Principality does everything dishonest, there are also missions that are done to improve the reputation and image public and private of the entity especially after what happened in district 5 and the world found out about our existence, but of course, this is not one of those "humanitarian" missions.
The manipulation of resources and information is something that happens often and more with the missions that were assigned to the Codices.
It is provided and carried out, without excuses or witnesses. On the contrary, that lack of communication and honesty made everything go down the drain.
In this case it doesn't mean that I was given all the information, it could be that even this shipment ends up in the hands of other people who just want to end the competition. That wasn't our concern when we did missions, what was a rule in every sense were the specific data of the missions provided to us.
Place, date and time, plus the number of men and even how long it could take to take it as failed; of course that WAS what was done!
we were just simple pawns for the instructors.
A week ago there was haste about when and where an executive of this trafficking organization would appear, somehow drawing attention; like a crying child, asking for attention would be the easiest way.
Personality #13: "..."
"If you're just going to stay silent without saying absolutely nothing then it's fine, but I hope you can handle the hell that will come upon you; I have a different methodology when it comes to torture"
'Ha ha! Hell is what they will suffer in a few moments' says #4
Although #13 is someone who is serene and calm, he is also quite cold and in this state it's very likely that things will get out of hand for me.
I still needed to know why they tried to eliminate me and what Jouska has to do with it, including knowing who the hell he was. For this I would need to take control. Or at least guide what would continue my way.
My pupils take on a bit of color and I prepare to continue before my little reasoning ends and #13 leaves them 3 meters underground.
"Perhaps we could make a change of roles, a tribute would be welcome"
"What are you talking about"
"For you who arrive only now, perhaps I'm just a small rat with nothing special, but haven't you even wondered why your subordinates haven't moved from their position all this time?"
"Well it's obvious that it's because of my grand appearance, plus these chickens wouldn't be capable of talking until ordered, to top it off, if they weren't capable of making you talk, it means they are more than inept"
"What do you think Rudolf?"
At that moment the boss sends a smile at Rudolf. I don't think he could be more scared than he already was, but for some reason he had something that concerned him or at least that's what I felt. Since this became a war of dominion over who exercised more control, I decided to play too and in the interval where he looked away with a murderous gaze, hidden behind a devilish smile, I looked at him and smiled like a child who is delighted with happiness.
Or well, it was more #4's turn, it seems mental games are to his liking, but I would prefer he stayed out of it.
"I.... I...."
"Who gave you permission to speak!"
He was only playing with those inside, showing his smile but it was nothing more than a façade of play for fun.
I truly feel sorry for Peter, unlike authority, dominion, subjugation, submission, obedience, emotional manipulation, mind control, coercion, intimidation and all forms of power he could possess and exercise; they wouldn't be at my level.
The void is the suggestion of the use and understanding of everything bad and good, black and white, of the 2 or more faces of the coin. The void is something innate that awakens in unique conditions and whose only purpose is to destroy the unnecessary.
Beyond logic and emotions there is always a knowledge that gives an understanding of what we do in a clearer way; an example of this are talents, like that of athletes entering the flow or also called zone; just as in any other activity, the void is a state where cognitive and physical abilities are improved by one's own will.
Unlike the zone where awakening can only last what the brain and body can assimilate, the void allows the integration of the zone and more parts that we unconsciously don't know or hide unintentionally, in this way it gives a complete knowledge of the environment we are in.
But this has a couple of side effects when you enter, so much information is not easy to assimilate, which causes an overload.
It's supposed that the void has no side effects, well that's true, the void has no side effects, only those who have affinity can develop it and show it fully.
Those who want to learn it separately and use it will only know if they have an affinity when they try it; they have the opportunity to be chosen by the best talent of all or can simply fail.
Lose their mind or die. I would prefer to die than endure such pain.
Personality #4: "Unlike you, they do recognize true terror, and since you won't answer my questions this way, I will show you what it is to know and not know at the same time, just don't die before I play with you a little"
It's simple to say that the aura that #4 displays is one of heat with a cold sweat, my small acts as someone supposedly normal, show that either I'm crazy, or I truly am a danger. The other boys, although they're a bit scared by the changes in my surroundings, probably don't fully understand why Rudolf has so much fear toward me, they felt a part but the understanding was incomplete.
The factor I reached was that it was his eyes; Rudolf knows how to identify the nature of who tortures, that's why he's so good at his job and even for me it's admirable, since the aptitude to know people at a glance is rare, one could say it's a talent, that demonstrates experience. But here's the detail, I don't have this simple personality.
I have 16 more that accompany me wherever I go, I say it's a cursed fruit of my past. Or perhaps a trauma or even a gift that manifested itself after the death of the Codices. Already at a moment of unconsciousness it manifested as personalities.
From all this paradigm Rudolf's doubt was formed, whether it was me talking or another person.
It was noticeable on his face, the fear he found was none other than the change of personality, he identified #13 and then #4.
If you saw the very "coldness" of the void, you would realize how dangerous it could be.
Just a small sensation, the rest didn't know well what they had seen or felt.
Although there's something I didn't like about this conversation... and more when I saw it, I managed to realize in this small discussion, that Rudolf's boss is a full and simple puppet of someone else.
It doesn't enter my head that after so many years of learning about what drugs do, it makes an important position of a cartel look so deplorable.
His poor condition and yet without ruling out the fact that he may or may not be some high-ranking executive in the organization or external ways of these. I can only say that it's embarrassing all the effort I dedicated this week to finding an old geezer like this.
It's still not entirely useful, but I'll search for what I need while I take care of them, and if possible I'll get out of here with relevant information.
It's no longer time to contain myself, I've already analyzed the pros and cons, only keeping the necessary ones remains.
Well it's time now, it's your turn personality #13.
The void started to show in my eyes, these have a natural gray color, giving questions about my genetics, so that such a color appears, like the fact of who my parents are and what would have happened for me to have ended up like this.
Why am I not with my family?, it was a question I asked myself the first year in the Principality, as time went on I realized that the only family I had were the Codices and so it would be even if all and each of them died.
But they are nothing more than questions and theories of the past that would never have an answer until reality touched us. It's what I tell myself every time I wonder about my family.
"!!!"
The peculiarity of my eyes is that they can sharply reflect the color of the personality depending on which one I'm using, the more involved I am, the more the personality is present; the greater the concentration in the iris.
Personality #13: "I think it's the moment where they raise their weapons and aim at me"
Laughter started to burst throughout the room, although it only came from one mouth and it was mine, but with a frequency as if it were several, not even #13 would find as much fun as I do at this moment.
#4 is in ecstasy and the other personalities start to chat about the result. Most of it is a bet about who I would choose to leave alive.
This is where you can distinguish a normal person and a genius, from a monster. Neither madness is considered a danger or scandal as great as what will come in a few moments.